Jade Pink Cake, Water Yin Gourd, Seven-Colored Immortal Brew.
All kinds of delicacies made of natural treasures and the essence of demon beast flesh filled the streets with a fragrance. Just as he turned two streets, Little Qinglian beside Shen Ping pulled him into the shop. When the shopkeeper saw this, he hurriedly bowed.
Shen Ping was not surprised at all. After the Tribulation Transcendence Ceremony, his appearance and aura had long been remembered by many cultivators in the Abyss of Supreme Darkness. It was even more so in Gray Stone City. Almost everyone knew him. Even if they did not know him, there would be elders who would tell them.
"How much is the jade pink cake?"
"20 spirit stones."
It sounded very expensive, but in fact, this price was very cheap. After all, the cost of making such pastries was not low. Coupled with the fact that this was a prime location in the city, the rent of the shop was very high.
