The market of Huang Feng Gu seems very much like the Qing Niu Town, the hometown of Han Li. The entire market consists of just one street running north to south. At the southern end, there are dozens of buildings of varying heights—some tall, some modest—ranging from multi-story residences to simple cottages, arranged in a rather irregular fashion. These are all properties of Huang Feng Gu, though only a small portion are personally managed by Huang Feng Gu's disciples. The rest are leased to long-standing merchant families and independent cultivators who have established businesses here. Most of these shops deal in raw materials, talismans, and magical artifacts, while there is one bookstore specializing in foundational cultivation techniques, and two inns and restaurants that cater to the daily needs of visitors. In addition, apart from the lower-level attendants, a number of foundation-stage cultivators reside permanently in the market to maintain order and prevent disruptions. The northern section of the street remains largely empty, reserved specifically for temporary vendors who wish to set up shop on the spot. As long as a foreign visitor presents a low-rank spiritual stone to the Huang Feng Valley disciples in charge, they may set up a stall at either side of the open spaces for the entire day without any disturbance, and even enjoy protection from these disciples throughout the period—freeing them from the fear of rivals taking advantage of the situation to retaliate. With such incentives encouraging foreign cultivators to engage in trade, combined with the unique geographical setting of the market, the Huang Feng Valley's marketplace has grown steadily prosperous, and occasionally rare goods are exported from it, drawing in more cultivators eager to shop. However, to avoid any potential recognition, Han Li did not enter through the most convenient southern street entrance, but instead took a long detour to reach the northern side. Before stepping onto the street entrance, he also draped a dark blue cloak over his head to conceal his face, in case someone here actually recognized him. It was now late afternoon, and the main street of the marketplace appeared sparsely populated, as if not many people were present. Yet this was quite normal, after all—this marketplace wasn't like the bustling city streets of the mortal world, where crowds thronged all day long. The visitors here were truly exceptional, chosen from among the very best cultivators! Having so many attendees was already impressive. Once realizing this, Han Li chuckled to himself and walked toward the small stalls along the streets, intending to first inspect what might be noteworthy among them before heading to the larger shops. However, after a thorough survey, Han Li found himself somewhat disappointed. Most of the items on the small stalls were of little use to him—only a few or so were decent enough to consider. The rest, being magical artifacts or scrolls, offered no real benefit; buying them would merely waste his spiritual stones. With no further purpose, he turned around and headed directly toward the larger merchant establishments. The "Qiji Pavilion," "Yinfeng Hall," "Tian Gong Tower"... Han Li did not simply rush in at random to any shop, but instead strolled along the street, deliberately taking note of the names and sizes of the establishments before selecting one that appeared most imposing and frequently hosted other cultivators—The Ten-Thousand-Precious Building—where he entered. Simply from the name of the shop, one could tell the owner had strong confidence in his wares, and Han Li hoped that here, he would indeed find some rare treasures, ensuring he wouldn’t leave empty-handed. Upon entering, Han Li was slightly taken aback. The bright hall, spacious enough to comfortably accommodate dozens without feeling crowded, featured long counters crafted from fine red paulownia wood, and seven or eight uniformed attendants dressed in green robes—creating an atmosphere of absolute grandeur. At the moment, two of the green-robed attendants were explaining something to several cultivators who appeared to be guests. Inside the counter, a variety of items were arranged, all appearing to be essentials for cultivators—ranging from basic raw materials to commonly used talismans and magical artifacts. Han Li smiled slightly, clearly having found the right place. At that moment, a young attendant in a green robe approached, beaming warmly and saying, "Sir, what would you like to see? Shall I assist you with an introduction? Our offerings are guaranteed to leave every guest fully satisfied!" "I'd like to see some artifacts and talismans," Han Li said, his voice calm through the cloak, "but only the finest. Please don't show me any second-rate items." The green-robed attendant paused slightly, then, upon observing Han Li's composed demeanor and recognizing that he was serious, his smile grew more genuine. He realized he had just encountered a major customer, and promptly invited Han Li inside, personally guiding him to a premium lounge on the second floor. The furnishings in the upper room were quite different from those of the lower hall—not only were the space much smaller, but several antique tables and chairs had been arranged with grace and comfort, creating a refined and pleasant atmosphere. Most striking was a fine incense burner placed in a corner of the room, where a bundle of incense was slowly burning, releasing a delicate aroma of sandalwood throughout the space. "Li Feiyu"—Han Li didn't hesitate at all to borrow his friend's name. "Ah, Li brother! Please sit down!" The middle-aged man guided Han Li to a seat and then instructed the servant. "Go, fetch a fine Biyun tea!" "Is this Li brother's first visit to our hall?" The man asked politely once Han Li had settled in. "Hehe! Master Tian has excellent eyesight. Indeed, this is my very first time visiting your establishment." Han Li deliberately changed his tone to sound like a man with a deep, resonant voice. "Whether it's the first time or not, that doesn't matter! As long as you come here, it's already a great honor for you—our Wanbao Hall will certainly make you thoroughly satisfied!" Master Tian spoke with great confidence. "I'd rather find what I need at just one place than bother visiting several others. I hope your goods truly live up to the promise." Han Li seemed half-doubtful. "Ah, excellent!" Please rest assured on this point, Master Li—the reputation of our shop on this street is truly unrivaled. Should even our establishment fail to meet your expectations, then there’s truly no need to visit any other merchants!" The storekeeper spoke calmly and confidently. At that moment, a female attendant arrived with a teapot and several teacups. Before she had even reached the two of them, a delicate and fragrant aroma of tea filled the room. "This is our shop’s specially prepared fragrant tea, which is rarely found elsewhere. Not only does it have an exquisite aroma, but it also invigorates the drinker. Master Li, why not try a cup first?" After placing the tea set neatly and descending the stairs, the storekeeper took a light sip, smiled gently, and said. Seeing the fragrant tea before him, Han Li shook his head slightly and expressed a touch of impatience. "Master Tian, the tea can be enjoyed later. For now, let’s focus on the matter at hand!" "I didn’t expect you to be so eager! Very well, please wait a moment. I’ll be back shortly." Tian Cheng stood up slightly regretful, bowed briefly to Han Li, and then left him alone to descend the stairs first. After about a cup of tea's worth of time, Tian Cheng reappeared before Han Li, now carrying several silk boxes of varying sizes. "The young servants downstairs mentioned that Li Brother wished for the finest artifacts and scrolls," Tian Cheng explained, patting the silk boxes with a cheerful smile. "So I personally went to the lower storage rooms and brought out several treasured items that have been kept for years, hoping they might please Li Brother." Han Li's eyes brightened at this news, his curiosity piqued by the contents of the silk boxes. He wondered what exactly could be considered such rare treasures, and whether they would surpass his own expectations. Tian Cheng had now arranged each silk box on the table and opened them one by one, inviting Han Li to come forward and examine them. Yet Han Li noticed that, as each box was opened, two distinct spiritual pressures—far stronger than his own—emerged from nowhere, firmly locking him in place, immovable. Han Li was first startled, but soon realized this was Wan Bao Building's precautionary measure—a strategic backup designed to safeguard these treasures, in case he suddenly seized the items inside the scroll box. This gave him a sense of reassurance, and at the same time, deepened his appreciation for the building's strength.