Within the Cosmic Market.
Countless densely packed cosmic warships stretched out like long dragons.
These cosmic warships were like the carts peddlers and merchants used to sell their wares.
All manner of goods were displayed for sale atop them.
These warships were parked amid the cosmos, forming an incomparably vast marketplace.
People from different worlds had gathered here.
However, there were relatively few from medium-sized worlds; most came from Small Worlds.
After all, among the worlds of the universe, Small Worlds still made up the majority.
"Heaven Mountain Green Lotus, barter only. Both lotus seeds and flowers are eight hundred years old."
"Divine weapon with thirty restrictions. I need one Cosmic Violet Crystal in exchange. Idle people, do not ask the price."
"Information on Misty Island. Only one copy, sold to only ten people. No refunds or exchanges."
The crowd surged like a tide, and all kinds of races emerged one after another.
There were towering Stonefolk, massive in build, with astonishing power contained beneath the stone layers covering their bodies.
There were also Swordfolk, slender as drawn swords.
Their sharp edges were fully exposed, and every part of their bodies could serve as a weapon.
Xu Zimo looked around.
He found the place truly lively.
However, there were very few genuinely useful or high-grade items.
Xu Zimo casually approached a stall.
The stall owner was a Young Man with three eyes.
The eye on his brow seemed illusory, brimming with a fantastical aura.
Nothing was displayed before the owner. He sat in a reclining chair, while the Shadow Recording Stone beside him automatically played a voice.
"Do you have information about Misty Island?" Xu Zimo asked.
"It is absolutely true," the Young Man said as he stood up with a grin.
"And it is strictly confidential information, but