He Pingsheng did not wait until the Trading Fair ended to leave. Instead, he walked out with several hours still remaining!
Why?
He was afraid!
Afraid that the Buddhist Path disciples would surround him once the Trading Fair ended.
Better to leave first!
"Did you get what you wanted?" Tao Bifu asked He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng nodded. "I got a few things!"
Tao Bifu asked, "What about the Life Hawthorn Seed?"
He Pingsheng said, "I already have the Life Hawthorn Seed. Oh, right... I'd like to buy some things from your association!"
"You have low-grade divine meridians, don't you?"
"No!" Tao Bifu said. "What do you want those for?"
"Only very, very small lineages need those low-grade divine meridians!"
"Generally, even three-star lineages no longer use them!"
He Pingsheng said, "I have a use for them!"
"All right!" Tao Bifu said. "Our association doesn't have them, but if you follow this road, you'll reach a shopping street. They sell all sorts of things there. You can take a look!"
"Our association doesn't sell low-grade divine meridians, not because we don't have them, but because they're too low-level!"
He Pingsheng nodded.
"All right, now let's talk about the Peach Mountain Grand Competition!" Tao Bifu said. "I've done everything I can, but I really can't change the current situation!"
"Actually, whether or not you take part in this competition won't make much difference to you!"
"I'll say it again: with your cultivation, going would be a wasted trip!"
"No!" He Pingsheng shook his head. "If I go, I'll definitely get a Shakyamuni Divine Fruit!"
"Pfft..." He Pingsheng irritated Tao Bifu so much that she laughed. "He Pingsheng..."
"You really are something!"
"You see that I can't get you an opportunity, so you're deliberately trying to pin the blame on me, aren't you?"