The wares for sale were arranged on small tables, or simply set on a cloth spread over the floor.
The stallholders did not actively solicit customers. Some rested with their eyes closed, saying nothing even when someone stood before their stalls, and not even opening their eyes.
Each item merely had its price marked on it. One customer took a fancy to a potted plant.
A blue flower grew on it, bright, vivid, and very beautiful.
The customer placed the Spirit Stones on the table and left.
The pavilion had four floors in all, with anywhere from a dozen to several dozen meters between each floor.
The pavilion was exquisite, with famous paintings and sculptures tastefully arranged amid carefully considered décor.
Stepping inside felt like entering a museum.
Inside and outside were two different worlds; the interior was quiet and elegant.
Outside, lights blazed, cups crossed, and cheerful laughter rang out.
The enchanting sounds of strings and flutes drifted on the wind.
"The pavilion's first floor mainly sells magical artifacts..."
Wen Yulou introduced it to him.
Li Ping'an nodded, but showed little interest.
He had little need for magical artifacts.
Counting the magical artifacts he currently had: the Knight-Errant Brush, the Fusang Saber, the Flying Sword Fine Rain, the Sword-Nurturing Gourd, Erhu, the White Jade Capital inside his body, and, most importantly, his fishing rod...
Besides, even if there were magical artifacts available, he would have no use for them.
As for things like talismans, he had even less interest.
What could pique his interest a little were Spirit Herbs and spirit medicine.
And Spirit Herbs and spirit medicine were mainly concentrated on the pavilion's third floor.
Li Ping'an walked halfway around, but still found nothing that satisfied him, and shook his head slightly.
It was not that the items