As Shiheng bought whatever pleased him, sweeping up goods without restraint, nearly every gaze along the bustling street quietly converged on the two of them.
The Life God Realm had always been peaceful and tranquil. Those who came and went were gods who stayed true to themselves and devoted themselves to the Way. Across hundreds of millions of years, all beings had pursued only the refinement of their Laws and the advancement of their Divine Positions, caring little for outward splendor. These shops selling ornamental treasures often went ten thousand years without selling a single item. Few gods were willing to spend Precious God Coins on things that did nothing for their cultivation.
To the gathered gods, Shiheng, a peak Highgod with an unfathomable aura and terrifying pressure, behaved in a truly unconventional manner.
Ordinary Highgods, possessing endless wealth, would seek only wondrous objects of the Laws, supreme Divine Soul treasures, and spiritual roots of heaven and earth to strengthen their Laws and break through their limits. Yet Shiheng had his priorities completely reversed, spending handfuls of god coins on flashy, impractical ornamental treasures with no cultivation uses. His behavior was carefree and flamboyant, entirely lacking the composure and perspective of a supreme powerhouse.
Subtle strands of divine sense swept lightly past, carrying surprise and confusion, but no one dared harbor the slightest malice.
This was the Life God Realm, where the Overgod's iron laws reigned and all conflict was forbidden within the city. Moreover, the faint Highgod pressure spilling from Shiheng was enough to intimidate every being along the street. However curious they were, they dared only glance at him from afar, never approaching.
Shiheng was completely unaware of this-or perhaps he simply did not care.
Other people's opinions, the bearing of the strong, the dignity of a god-he