Treasure House is the largest market on Celestial Dragon Island, covering over ten acres, divided evenly into thirty areas by twelve long streets intersecting in a grid.
At the center of Treasure House is Wanbao Square, made up of eight areas. On the first and fifteenth of each month, various Loose Cultivators set up stalls, making it incredibly lively.
The East Sea Dragon Race is strong, and cultivators, demons, and spirits from all directions do not dare to cause trouble here.
The Wanbao Square on the first and fifteenth is also particularly lively.
Due to the mixed presence of dragons and snakes here, many cultivators co to trade. Especially the demon clans of the East Sea, who co here to trade.
The East Sea is vast and endless, with endless treasures beneath the sea. The demon clans of the East Sea often present many precious treasures, but to them, they hold little value and are often sold at low prices.
Human Race rchants like these sea demon clans very much. Though they are not very bright, their treasures are excellent. On the other hand, the magical artifacts and elixirs of the Human Race are the most favored by the sea demon clans.
The exchange benefits both sides, and no one really loses. Many cultivators travel thousands of miles to try their luck.
Every first and fifteenth, Wanbao Square is filled with stalls, and people crowd together, making it extrely lively.
"Senior sister, there are so many people here. Look, there’s even a fat-headed fish-head guy over there. What a pity not to make him into chopped pepper fish head..."
Jiang Xiaowei whispered softly into Jiang Yuelan’s ear while holding her delicate hand.
Jiang Yuelan cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Xiaowei, a trace of reproach showing on her clear and elegant jade-like face under the light veil: "Xiaowei, this is the Wanbao Market, where all races gather. Don’t speak carelessly."
"Hehehe, he can’t hear us. Besides, the demons might not understand our words..."
Jiang Xiaowei was only eighteen years old. She was a direct disciple of the Celestial Moon Sect, with a noble status. She had never suffered setbacks from childhood to adulthood and spoke with childlike innocence and fearlessness.
She had no fear of her senior sister Jiang Yuelan either. This senior sister was the kindest in nature and would never say a harsh word even when angry. She was most affectionate towards her and would not reprimand her for such a small matter.
Jiang Xiaowei couldn’t help but reach out to touch Jiang Yuelan’s veil, "Senior sister, why are you wearing this? Isn’t it stuffy?"
Through the light veil like mist, Jiang Yuelan’s expression was clearly visible, and her facial features could be seen, but the details were not clear. Curiously, Jiang Yuelan’s every expression was vividly conveyed.
Jiang Xiaowei thought there was no need for it. Her senior sister was so beautiful, why cover it with a veil?
Jiang Yuelan gently patted Jiang Xiaowei’s hand, "Don’t be so naughty."
"Senior sister, you actually hit ."
Jiang Xiaowei pouted slightly, whispering a bit aggrievedly, "I’m doing this for your good."
She pointed to a few young cultivators on both sides, "This group of guys is sneakily following us, just to catch a glimpse of your beauty."
The few young cultivators Jiang Xiaowei pointed at looked a bit dumbfounded. Those with thinner skin blushed completely.
Jiang Xiaowei sneered at them, "With such little courage, you still want to see the true face of the Saintess?"
Embarrassed by her words, they dared not clash with Jiang Xiaowei and had to silently turn their heads and leave.
The young cultivators following behind Jiang Yuelan and Jiang Xiaowei also had sowhat awkward expressions.
Xu Jinchuan suggested, "Why don’t we head back?"
Bai Sheng smiled and said, "Xu Jinchuan, the unparalleled genius of the Five Elents Dao, is afraid of a little girl."
Xu Jinchuan showed a slight bitter smile on his slightly golden face, "Brother Bai, I’m not afraid of the little girl, it’s just that following them doesn’t feel right."
"But that is Jiang Yuelan, the Saintess of the Celestial Moon Sect, unseen for ten thousand years. It’s said she ford her Core at twelve, transford to Divinity at seventeen, crossed the Tribulation at twenty-one, and is now a Ten Tribulation Human Immortal at thirty-seven."
Bai Sheng sighed, "Such a genius is ranked in the top ten even in the millions of years of cultivation history of the Cyan Celestial Realm."
Xu Jinchuan and the other young cultivators were all silent. Although they looked young, even the youngest Xu Jinchuan was over three hundred years old.
Reaching Human Immortal through cultivation is not easy. Crossing a Tenfold Thunder Tribulation by the age of thirty-sothing is sothing they cannot even dare to imagine.
Therefore, upon hearing of Jiang Yuelan’s arrival, the geniuses from various Sects all agreed to co and catch a glimpse of her beauty.
Though Jiang Yuelan had her face veiled, her grace and poise were like a lotus erging from water, pure and ethereal, beautiful but not seductive.
The geniuses of various sects, despite being talented, felt a sense of inferiority in comparison.
The little girl following Jiang Yuelan had a sharp tongue, and although the group was of lower seniority, they were talented figures in major sects, none wanting to face ridicule from a little girl, no matter how cute she was.
Bai Sheng was much more experienced than this group. He was handso and graceful, with lots of experience with won.
He persuaded the group, "Leaving now would appear guilty. It’s better to introduce ourselves and exchange greetings. We’re all fellow Daoists of the Daoist sects; there’s nothing to hide."
Everyone was sowhat hesitant. Although they were all cultivators of the Daoist sects, approaching abruptly seed sowhat rude.
Bai Sheng paid no heed to that. He shook his folding fan and proactively approached Jiang Yuelan ahead, "Could it be Fellow Daoist Jiang from the Celestial Moon Sect up front?"
Both Jiang Yuelan and Jiang Xiaowei turned around at his words, their bright eyes simultaneously looking at Bai Sheng.
Jiang Yuelan’s gaze was indifferent, while Jiang Xiaowei’s eyes were filled with curiosity as she scanned Bai Sheng up and down.
Bai Sheng, in his white Daoist robe, appeared handso, and his open and honest deanor left Jiang Xiaowei with a favorable impression.
As practitioners of cultivation, being sneaky was indeed detestable.
Jiang Xiaowei curiously asked, "Who are you? Do we know you?"
Bai Sheng snapped his jade bone fan shut with a clap and saluted with a slight bow, "Bai Sheng of the Jade Cloud Sect. Greetings to the two fellow Daoists."
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