Then, a figure emerged, lifting the door curtain and crawling out from the dark, covered carriage.
It was a breathtakingly beautiful maiden, clad only in a thin layer of gauzy cicada silk that barely covered her body, as though she had just wrapped herself in a sheet straight from bed, her bare pink feet peeking out. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair disheveled with priceless hairpins and jade combs scattered throughout, her body glistening with sweat as if she had just exercised. She didn't care that she was exposed to the crowd around her and burst into giggles, dragging her long silk garment to the carriage's prow, laughing as she looked up and said,
"Boatman, do you have any Five Stone Powder?"
Li Fan glanced at the maiden's forehead where three golden flowers lay, and behind her head shone a faint five-colored radiance. He swallowed hard.
Primordial Spirit...
The cultivators on the ship stirred, but fortunately, on the Sea Market, one could indeed find anything.
