"Come take a look, come take a look!"
"Strange, strange, truly strange!"
"Rare, rare, and bizarre!"
"Every item I have here is mysterious beyond measure! Only those blessed with great fortune and great opportunities can uncover even a fraction of their secrets!"
He Pingsheng had just left the shop district when he spotted a stall.
The stall was only three feet square. Behind it stood an old man with snow-white hair and beard, dressed in a tattered Daoist robe. He was hopping about behind his stall, trying to attract passing customers.
A closer look at his wares revealed that they really were rather unusual.
There were all sorts of strange and curious materials. He Pingsheng swept them with his divine sense and discovered that he did not recognize a single one.
Naturally, countless others were just as curious as He Pingsheng and gathered around.
"What's this?"
"Old man, what is this thing?"
The white-haired, white-bearded old man's face stiffened with anger. "Call me Senior! What do you mean, old man?"
"Hahahaha..." The onlookers burst into laughter.
Someone said, "You shameless old geezer! You're only at the sixth level of the qi refining stage, yet you want people to call you Senior?"
He Pingsheng had not noticed before, but a sweep of his divine sense now revealed the old man's cultivation clearly.
He really was at the sixth level of the qi refining stage?
Well, damn.
His mouth really had no gatekeeper!
"You lot don't know a damn thing!" the old man said, his face flushed red. "Don't judge me by my current sixth-level cultivation. My cultivation was much higher years ago. Someone merely beat it down!"
"Forget it. I won't waste words on ignorant fools like you. Come, take a look at my treasures!"
"In my day, I wandered the