Zhang Hao navigated through the crowd, inwardly gleeful. He knew he had stumbled upon a great deal, but he was also aware that he couldn't be too conspicuous about it, or it would attract unnecessary trouble. He decided to find a place to hide for a while until the commotion died down.
"Haha, I really hit the jackpot this time, getting such a great deal for just two medium-grade spiritual stones. It seems my luck is still pretty good," Zhang Hao muttered to himself as he walked, already planning how to use the Kaikong Pill to break through his cultivation.
The girl searched for Zhang Hao in the crowd but couldn't find him anywhere. She stamped her foot in anger, muttering curses: "You bad guy, don't let me see you again, or you'll be in trouble!"
The cultivators around couldn't help but snicker. They all knew the girl was notoriously difficult to deal with, and it was amusing to see her outwitted by an unremarkable young man. This farce quickly spread throughout the trade fair, becoming a laughing stock for everyone to talk about over tea and meals.
Unaware that he had become a celebrity at the trade fair, Zhang Hao simply found a quiet corner and began to study the Kaikong Pill in his hand. He knew this pill would be a significant boost on his path of cultivation.
On the other side of the trade fair, a middle-aged man in luxurious attire stood on a high platform, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with a confident smile on his face. He was the organizer of this trade fair, Qing Yihe.
"Distinguished guests, the annual trade fair of Qingchuan Sect is about to come to an end. Thank you all for your presence," Li Changfeng's voice echoed throughout the venue.
As Li Changfeng's words fell, the cultivators in the venue began to leave one after another, while the others hurriedly scanned the various stalls, desperately searching for items they needed.
Zhang Hao looked around the crowd and had a brainstorm, deciding to hide in a secluded corner first.
He quietly slipped into an unnoticed corner where some clutter was piled up, perfectly concealing his figure. Sitting on the ground, Zhang Hao took out the "Golden Clear Fire Eye" and examined it carefully.
"The Golden Clear Fire Eye is said to be able to see through all things in the world. I wonder if it works on treasures?" Zhang Hao was inwardly excited. This technique was not simple; it was accidentally cultivated by Sun Wukong after being locked in a furnace for 49 days, allowing the practitioner to gain the ability to see through everything, to see through all the false appearances and reach the essence of things.
"If I can successfully cultivate it, I might as well become the king of picking up bargains."
He turned to the first page, which read: "Golden Clear Fire Eye, dispel illusions, perceive the truth. To cultivate this skill, one must first calm the mind and concentrate, using the mind's eye to observe objects, and gradually comprehend the truth."
Zhang Hao smiled to himself, thinking: "This is exactly what I need right now." He closed his eyes and began to calm his mind and concentrate, as described in the technique, sinking his thoughts and sensing everything around him with his heart.
Time ticked by, and Zhang Hao's thoughts gradually became clearer. He felt as if he could sense the spiritual energy surging around him, and even hear the whispers of distant cultivators.
"Hey, look at that kid over there, what's he doing in the corner? Did he steal something good?"
"Who knows? Maybe he's a petty thief. Let's catch him later and make him give back what he stole!"
Hearing this, Zhang Hao was startled. He didn't want to be caught as a thief. He quickly adjusted his state and continued to cultivate.
At that moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, as if something was calling out to him. He opened his eyes and found that everything around him had changed. He could see the spiritual light emanating from each cultivator, some as hot as fire, some as clear as water, and some dimly lit.
What surprised him even more was that he could see the items the cultivators were carrying, whether they were hidden under their clothes or concealed in their storage pouches, all were clearly visible.
"This… This is truly amazing!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but exclaim. He stood up and looked at the man in luxurious attire, Qing Yihe. Through his enhanced perception, he discovered that Qing Yihe was carrying an exquisite magical treasure, radiating a dazzling light.