After Lin Yi completed his trade, the entire Private Trading Fair quickly came to an end.
All things considered, the grand event had ended rather blandly.
Most of the Emperor Cultivators present had arrived full of anticipation and left disappointed. Only a handful had been fortunate enough to exchange for precious World-Nurturing Emperor Pills such as Fire God Pills, which were difficult to find on the market, and had gained considerably.
The rest had either traded for a few ordinary Spiritual Materials or obtained nothing at all, returning empty-handed.
Lin Yi also felt a faint sense of disappointment.
Xing Ran had specifically invited him in private beforehand, speaking with great solemnity and praising this high-level trading fair to the skies. Lin Yi had thought he would be able to exchange for quite a few useful inheritances.
Yet after observing the entire fair, very few people had been willing to offer inheritances for trade. It had fallen far short of his expectations.
Perhaps this trading fair had simply been a gathering meant to maintain connections.
The crowd in the hall gradually dispersed as cultivators from every faction left one after another. The lively atmosphere in the great hall rapidly faded.
Just as Lin Yi turned around and prepared to leave with Number Three, a faint, secret divine-sense transmission quietly reached his ears.
"Brother Luo, please wait."
The voice was gentle and carried a hint of probing. It belonged to Zhou Shan, the Qingshan Sect deacon who had failed in his trade and departed regretfully moments earlier.
He had not gone far. Taking advantage of the disorderly crowd, he secretly locked onto Lin Yi and continued speaking through a private transmission. "Brother Luo was the only person in the entire venue who took the initiative to ask about the appearance of Purple