A large number of Martial Artists co and go through the Ruins Heaven, making Ruins City incredibly bustling.
After all, Ruins City is the only entrance to the Ruins Heaven, the city before them, although it was established less than half a year ago.
But its prosperity is already comparable to many large cities in the Nine Domains that have existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
"It’s really changed a lot."
Chu Feng smiled.
The last ti he ca to Ruins City, he was just a youngster, a Martial Artist at the Divine Power realm, but now he has beco a Quasi-Emperor.
Countless Martial Artists and Demon Gods co and go in this Ruins City.
The Western Region is now chaotic, but there is still so order in Ruins City.
"Let go in and have a look first."
Chu Feng thought for a mont, he wasn’t in a hurry to directly enter the Ruins Heaven, better to explore Ruins City first.
Chu Feng has mostly heard about the current changes in the Nine Domains, and he should judge the situation for himself.
Chu Feng walked into the city gates, and two Martial Artists stopped him.
Chu Feng glanced at these two martial artists, and his brow furrowed, both had a strong sll of blood on them, and their cultivation techniques were all Demon Techniques.
All were disciples of the Six Paths Demon Sect.
It seems this Ruins City has fallen into the hands of the Six Paths Demon Sect.
"To enter the city, one needs to pay a top-grade Spirit Stone."
One disciple of the Six Paths Demon Sect glanced at Chu Feng and said coldly.
Nowadays, the Nine Domains is no longer as resource-scarce as before, with many Spirit Stones appearing along with the opening of ancient treasures.
Top-grade Spirit Stones, King-grade Spirit Stones, which were rarely seen before, have now appeared in large numbers as hard currency.
Of course, Emperor-grade and even Saint-grade Spirit Stones are still rarely seen, even in many ancient treasures, and remain extrely valuable.
Without a change in expression, Chu Feng moved his palm and took out a top-grade Spirit Stone, handing it over directly.
The two disciples of the Six Paths Demon Sect stepped aside, allowing Chu Feng to enter.
It seems these Six Paths Demon Sect disciples haven’t recognized Chu Feng.
However, when Chu Feng gained fa, it was before the Nine Domains upheaval, and the she upheaval brought so many changes.
That even Chu Feng, once ranked first on the Nine Domains Genius List, is now recognized by very few people.
Well, that saves a lot of trouble.
Chu Feng stepped into Ruins City, and rows of associations were visible at a glance.
Places like Ten Thousand Instrunts Pavilion, Tongtian Pavilion, once major chambers of comrce in the Nine Domains, have grown even more prosperous due to the Nine Domains upheaval, with nurous martial artists coming and going.
And besides these chambers of comrce, on both sides of a street, nearly all are occupied by martial artists sitting on the ground, setting up stalls.
What they sell mostly are treasures obtained from within the Ruins Heaven.
Treasures from Ruins Heaven, many are from hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even older, though obtained, the mysteries within them are difficult to comprehend.
Such treasures sold to major chambers of comrce do not fetch high prices, since until they are recognized, they hold little value.
So many Martial Artists prefer to set up stalls to sell them, in hopes of fetching a high price.
"Senior, this is an ancient Spiritual Artifact from hundreds of thousands of years ago, which I found in a ruin, I’ll sell it to you for just ten Emperor-grade Spirit Stones."
Chu Feng had just walked by when a Martial Artist excitedly shouted at him.
In his hand was a compass, carved with extrely ancient patterns, emitting a faint Spiritual Power, resembling a sleeping Spiritual Artifact.
Chu Feng glanced at it but ignored it; this compass was clearly a fake, just a regular Spiritual Artifact, disguised by so ans.
It might fool others, but Chu Feng could easily see through it.
"Senior, won’t you take another look? This is an ancient Spiritual Artifact..."
The Martial Artist still wanted to say more.
Chu Feng frowned and said.
"Get lost!"
"Excuse , Senior."
The Martial Artist’s face changed, quickly put away the compass, and left, looking for the next target.
At the stalls within Ruins City, many items are truly ancient Spiritual Artifacts, unearthed treasures from ruins.
But a large portion are fakes, deliberately made by martial artists to deceive others.
Argunts can be frequently heard.
Chu Feng also looked at so of the items on the stalls.
These stall displays indeed are treasures unearthed from Ruins Heaven, many are quite old.
But the older Spiritual Artifacts or Spiritual dicines beco, the more likely they are to lose Spiritual Power.
After all, countless thousands of years would cause even Emperors to fall, and Spiritual Artifacts are no exception; they lose Spiritual Power.
Of course, items like the Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword and the Human Emperor Vessel won’t fade away with Ti.
But ordinary Heaven-grade Spiritual Artifacts can’t withstand such long periods.
Once they lose Spiritual Power, no matter how good the Spiritual Artifacts or Sacred dicines, they’d be no more than waste, devoid of any aning.
"Looks like I should check out the chambers of comrce."
Chu Feng thought as he walked and observed.
So good items must have been picked up by the major chambers of comrce.
Chu Feng, now imasurably wealthy, a trip to the chambers of comrce to buy more Sacred dicines, or even miraculous items from All Heavens, would greatly aid his strength and breakthroughs.
Just as Chu Feng was about to leave, his gaze fell on one of the stalls.
On this stall was an ancient book, looking extrely tattered.
This ancient book emitted no Spiritual Power at all, seeming just like a decayed ancient book, not resembling Martial Techniques or Cultivation Techniques.
Yet upon first seeing this ancient book, Chu Feng was captivated.
In his heart, he felt the book had a strong allure, compelling Chu Feng to purchase it.
"How much for this ancient book?"
Chu Feng walked over and asked.
The stall owner was an old man, in tattered clothes, appearing to be on the brink of death there.
Chu Feng approached and asked, but there was no reaction.
"How much for this ancient book?"
Chu Feng raised his voice slightly and asked again.
"Young man, you want to buy this old trickster’s stuff?"
The old man hadn’t spoken, but from beside him ca a voice, from a middle-aged man adjacent to the old man.
He had his own stall and upon seeing Chu Feng approach, he addressed him.
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