Burial Immortal Ruins, Wooden Fish Mountain.
Fang Yan was casually walking along the street, and as he looked around, the array of treasures dazzled his eyes and made his heart burn with excitement.
After a while, he suddenly stopped at a stall at the corner of the street, staring in astonishment at a string of Money Swords placed at the edge of the stall, his mind surging with waves.
"The Five Emperors Divine Coin Sword?! How could it be here? Wasn't it taken to the Spirit Realm by Chu True Monarch long ago?"
The stall owner was a demon cultivator with hair and horns. Seeing a customer stop, it immediately greeted enthusiastically, "Dear Taoist, what treasure have you taken a fancy to? All treasures here are sold at a low price, guaranteed you won't regret buying them."
Just as Fang Yan was about to speak, someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder.
His expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned his head to see a gentle middle-aged scholar smiling at him.
