In many parts of the world, as Tyr understood it, the greedy art of marketing and selling was seen as dishonorable in monasteries.
After all, they were supposed to be places where one let go of "worldly desires," with the largest of those being none other than cold hard cash.
Despite that fact, the market seemed to be thriving in this particular temple.
Most of the people selling things beside the center road weren't monks but rather travelers and merchants running their shops.
After asking around for a few minutes, Tyr made his way to what he deemed was the best cultivation technique store nearby.
Many vendors recommended their own stores, but this was the only store that many vendors, pedestrians, and even monks suggested.
Tyr observed the shop with a curious gaze.
'Looks like it just got set up recently,' he thought to himself, noting the large tent that barely had any dust on it.
