Xu Qingtong looked at Gong Chu's sleazy expression and heard that he wanted to go to Drunken Spring Tower. Guessing it was no decent place, he shook his head and declined. "Fourth Senior Brother, go by yourself. I've never been to this Market before. I'd like to look around."
Gong Chu left with a face full of regret, saying as he walked, "Silly boy, if you don't understand romance beneath the wind, flowers, snow, and moon, what the hell is the point of cultivating immortality?"
After seeing Gong Chu off, Xu Qingtong stood in the street and pondered to himself. Apart from Talismans and Elixirs, the only valuables I have are the Storage Bags belonging to that burly man from Azure Sea Gate and Lin Qian. There are some Magical Artifacts inside, but not many good ones. Even if there were, I wouldn't dare use them lightly. Never mind the burly man from Azure Sea Gate-even Lin Qian's Flying Sword is something I can't use. If someone with an eye for it recognized it, I'd only bring needless trouble on myself.
Having settled on a plan, Xu Qingtong began examining the shops on either side of the street. He did not dare enter the larger establishments. It would be best to find a small shop; even if the price was a little lower, that was better than keeping the items on him.
After wandering for quite some time, he found a shop called Shangyi Pavilion in a somewhat out-of-the-way location. Judging by the banner outside, it was probably a shop dealing in Magical Artifacts.
Xu Qingtong strode inside, and a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old shop assistant came up to greet him. "What would you like, sir?"
This was something he had often done before, but now he was the customer. Xu