In the bustling central plaza of the Immortal City.
The Free Trading Convention is in full swing.
Most rogue cultivators who don't have the qualifications to participate in the auction vent their enthusiasm in this Free Trading Convention.
Even the wealthy ones who are qualified to participate in the auction occasionally stroll around here.
They might just be able to pick up some good things.
The trading convention began on the third day.
A figure squatted on the ground, dangling an Ocean Swallowing Jar.
Even though it was contained within the magic tool, he still felt a powerful force weighing down on him.
The cultivator opposite him was eloquently advertising his wares.
"Senior, I am not lying to you. This liquid, these three drops, are definitely Heavy Profound Dark Water."
"Because the quantity is so rare and the Immortal City charges exorbitant service fees, that's why I sell it outside."
