Sky Cave Village.
It's called a village, yet it's home to tens of thousands year round.
As Lin Fan stepped onto the bluestone path and moved forward,
it vaguely felt as if he had returned to any ordinary tourist attraction.
So, from time to time, he lifted his head,
to gaze at the dark, hollow cave ceiling above.
The stalactites hanging down were what reassured him that he was still within Sky Cave.
"Although this place never sees the sun all year round, there's no trouble of sweltering heat, nor the confusion of extreme cold, it truly is a nice earthly paradise. I really wonder who discovered such a place."
Strolling through Sky Cave,
Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh.
He had originally thought that the Ghost Market of the house-flipping sect
would be selling antiques and funerary objects.
But it turned out, as he walked along, he didn't see any hint of antiques at all.
What was there instead was the bustle of a commercial street.
Whether it was cocktails or milk tea,
