Ruin Sea, Bitter Continent.
Bitter Continent lay in the northern Eastern Sea, at the boundary between Star Dark Sea and Ruin Sea.
Gray reefs covered the island.
From afar, clouds hung low, and the entire island was shrouded in a thin, dusky yellow haze.
Bitter Continent's situation was unique in the Eastern Sea.
Human Race cultivators and Demon Race cultivators could coexist harmoniously here.
But what allowed the two races to share this place so peaceably was no bond of friendship.
It was profit.
For Bitter Continent's main district was the largest black market in the Eastern Sea.
Anything could be sold here.
At that moment, two human cultivators wearing bronze masks were walking down the street.
One was a man and the other a woman. The man was slightly plump, though his steps were light.
The woman walked beside him, her figure slender, her eyes surveying their surroundings from behind her mask.
That woman was none other than Cong Yuzhen.
It was Cong Yuzhen's first visit here, and she looked around through the gaps in her mask.
Bitter Continent's streets were entirely different from the market wards she had seen before.
The storefronts on both sides were packed tightly together, their signs crooked and their lettering wildly varied.
Many were written in the Demon Race's strange script.
Although Cong Yuzhen could not make out what they said, Demon Race shops were generally very straightforward.
Everything was displayed openly; a glance told her what business they did.
Among the passersby were humans wrapped up tightly and members of the Demon Race who concealed nothing at all.
Fish and dragons mingled together, all hurrying on their way.
"Fellow Daoist Qingfeng."
Cong Yuzhen withdrew her gaze and asked quietly, "What did you bring me here for?"
The masked man was, of course,