Purple Sun Temple was the largest, most crowded, most incense-filled, and most down-to-earth Daoist temple in Jianye City.
Daoist Purple Sun was an Infant Transformation patriarch of the Qi Sect and was still alive. This patriarch was quite approachable, enjoyed roaming the mortal world, loved investigating nature, and upheld the principle of teaching without discrimination. Thus, his temple had no forbidden grounds. Anyone could come, cultivator or mortal, regardless of Daoist lineage, just like an ordinary mortal Daoist temple without any cultivators.
It had consequently become the place Jianye's ordinary people most liked to visit. Not only did it have elegant halls and lofty sanctuaries, it even had small merchants and peddlers. Over time, it had actually become a famous rogue cultivator market in Jianye, filled with all manner of odds and ends. No one intervened, because Daoist Purple Sun liked this atmosphere.
The square before the main hall was the liveliest place. Spacious and broad, it was ideal for setting up stalls. Thirty-six enormous bronze cauldrons also stood in the square for people to offer incense. Naturally, the most proper way to offer incense would have been to enter the main hall, but there were simply too many people here. To prevent crowding from causing a stampede, they had arranged this setup in the square instead. Stalls mingled with incense cauldrons in a truly remarkable jumble, making a spectacle all its own.
Among the hundred or so itinerant stalls, two rogue cultivators, one old and one young, were also arranging their wares, all cheap objects, fish and dragons mixed together. When trading here, buying the right thing meant you were lucky, while selling the wrong thing meant you deserved your bad luck. Such was the nature of itinerant trading.
They had been setting up their stall here for a