The stallholder knew this too well, and despite feeling somewhat envious, he dared not say anything throughout the process.
After Wang Zijia had completely left, the old Taoist priest regained his senses, glanced at the stallholder who, though his expression was complex, did not persist further, hesitated slightly, then flipped his hand and drew out a strange tortoise shell, saying,
"A Fifth Grade Fortune Magic Treasure, and with your cultivation, you can also use it. For you, it's considered a massive treasure!"
"Thank you, senior!" The stallholder was overjoyed.
"No need for thanks, after all, it's your own item that helped this poor Taoist find this fortune; it's what you deserve." With those words, the elder turned and left.
The Taoist boy, who had been stunned throughout the whole process, finally came to his senses and immediately followed, exclaiming, "Master, so it's true that meeting the Immortal Venerate Chi Yang in person was a great opportunity you calculated!"
