“Qing Yun Trading House.”
This seemed to be a fairly well-known trading house in Luo Yun.
The vermilion wooden buildings that occupied almost an entire street in the city were brightly decorated with lanterns and streamers, exuding an aura of luxury that immediately caught Fang Ming Jing's attention.
Beasts, weapons, cultivation techniques, essence blood, pills…
As the top-ranked trading house in Yun Ze's capital, and even having branches across the Central Ru Continent, Qing Yun Trading House was incredibly powerful. Any customer with needs could find what they sought here, as long as they could pay the price.
When Fang Ming Jing and Gu Shi Yun stepped into the trading house from the main entrance, the man standing nearby immediately lit up.
Distinguished guests!
He could tell at a glance that their status was extraordinary, so he quickly greeted them with a smile: “Do you two have any specific needs?”
“Just looking around.”
“Then please come this way.”
Fang Ming Jing strolled forward.
The first floor of Qing Yun Trading House didn't reveal anything unusual, with various rare antiques and famous paintings displayed. While they lacked much practical value, their arrangement was tasteful and pleasing to the eye.
The man naturally assumed that the two distinguished guests wouldn't be interested in these things, so he respectfully led them to the third floor.
“Is there anything specific you two would like to know about?”
“Our Qing Yun Trading House just received a batch of Yuanfa Pills. Consuming them can instantly replenish three-tenths of one’s spiritual energy for those below the Condensation True Realm. Please follow me if you’re interested, esteemed guests.”
“If you're not interested in those, our trading house also has the highest quality Dust-Washing Marrow-Nourishing Pills, which are perfect for cultivators around the young master's age.”
“Perhaps you're looking for a beast as a spirit companion?”
“We have a young Sky-Lantern Bird on the upper floor. Its parents were both Xuan-Level beasts. With diligent cultivation, it has a high probability of reaching the same level as its parents.”
“…”
Surrounded by the dazzling array of spiritual herbs and pills, Fang Ming Jing felt a sense of déjà vu, like he was browsing a department store, and the man constantly speaking to them was like a department store salesperson.
Finally, when the man was starting to get a little dry-mouthed, Fang Ming Jing took out a pill from his storage ring.
An Eighth-Rank Crossing Calamity Pill.
He had prepared this for the Evil God, but he ultimately didn’t use it. The pill’s rich fragrance permeating the air and the crazy gathering of spiritual light and energy instantly silenced the man, leaving him in shock.
He naturally recognized the value.
Crossing Calamity Pills were the most effective life-saving measure for cultivators facing heavenly tribulation. Even Qing Yun Trading House wouldn’t easily part with them, yet here they were, casually presented by a child.
He froze, speechless.
“Jing’er.”
Gu Shi Yun softly called out to him.
The little guy rushed over, his eyes full of dependence. The beautiful woman couldn’t help but bend down and affectionately scoop him up.
“You should be mindful of not flaunting your wealth when you’re out. It’s not that we’re afraid, but attracting unwanted attention is quite troublesome.”
“Mhm, I know…”
Fang Ming Jing responded, glancing around slightly.
When he had taken out the pill, several nearby guests who had noticed it seemed to be constantly trying to peek, but after hearing Gu Shi Yun’s casual words, such gazes instantly disappeared.
Gu Shi Yun held him and casually looked around.
The stunned man seemed to snap out of his daze, quickly hurrying after them, with a smile even more respectful than before.
“Are the esteemed guests interested in our auction in a week?”
“Apart from various precious spiritual herbs and pills, we also have several top-grade cultivation techniques being auctioned… Of course, the most valuable items would probably be the key and treasure map to the Southern Yang Ancient Tomb.”
Southern Yang Ancient Tomb…
Lately, rumors of this secret realm opening had been circulating. It was said to be the secret realm established by Nan Yang Li, a Nirvana Realm cultivator, who had passed away a thousand years ago. Opening the secret realm required a key, and those who successfully passed through it would receive all of his inheritances as a Nirvana Realm cultivator.
I didn’t expect the secret realm key to be auctioned off at Qing Yun Trading House’s auction…
It’s a pity that no matter how eloquently the man spoke, Fang Ming Jing and Gu Shi Yun weren’t interested. They simply stopped and looked at some pill shelves.
“Pill” sounded like a grand word, but after browsing through them, Fang Ming Jing found them quite amusing.
Because in addition to the common low-grade pills like Qi-Enhancing Pills and Blood-Qi Pills, there were also strange and unusual pills like Hair Growth Pills and Vitality Pills.
Gu Shi Yun’s steps suddenly halted.
Seeing a questionable pill named Lactation Pill on the shelf, she covered Little Saint Son’s eyes, and a hint of blush appeared on her flawless face…
She seemed to have stood there for a long time.
“Auntie?”
“Nothing, let’s keep looking.”
After removing the hand covering Fang Ming Jing’s eyes, Gu Shi Yun gave him a gentle smile and continued browsing.