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Fairy, can I take a look at your pills first?”

In the Rain Wind And Snow Tower, Shen Ruyan was naturally not afraid of any malicious intentions from the other party. Therefore, she generously handed the Arcane Law Pill to the other party.

Upon receiving the jade bottle from Shen Ruyan, the red-haired man promptly opened it, and instantly, a rich fragrance of the pill wafted out.

With just one glance, he immediately closed the bottle and handed over the bottle containing the Fire Spirit Heavenly Liquid to Shen Ruyan.

“We’ll make the exchange,” he said, after which Shen Ruyan inspected the bottle to ensure everything was correct.

After confirming that there was indeed no problem with the thing, she handed the bottle to Jiang Chengxuan.

The trade fair continued.

It had to be said that the trade fair organized by Divine Lord Frostblade was rather high-end.

Some of the items that appeared were good things.

Even Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan had their eyes on a few things. Unfortunately, they did not have anything the other party demanded.

In the end, they only successfully traded for two or three items.

“Everyone…”

At this moment, a tall man in the crowd took out a palm-sized Magnetite Divine Stone from his body.

This was a treasure condensed from many magnetic forces.

It was invaluable for enhancing the grade and power of magnetite-related treasures

“The value of this Magnetite Divine Stone should be clear to all. I seek to exchange it for Dry Sun Grass or Purple Star Flowers.”

Hearing this tall man’s words, many cultivators present could not help but frown.

The rarity and obscurity of the requested items were such that even Seethrough stage powerhouses might not possess them in their collections.

However, it was then Jiang Chengxuan produced a stalk of Dry Sun Grass, golden and seemingly transparent from a distance, an item he had fortuitously acquired during his explorations of secret realms.

For him, the Dry Sun Grass held no particular use, yet now, it found its moment of utility.

“How about it, friend? Would you exchange your Magnetite Divine Stone for this stalk of Dry Sun Grass?”

Jiang Chengxuan offered, presenting the grass. The tall man, visibly excited by the sight, took the Dry Sun Grass from Jiang Chengxuan, examined it closely, and then decisively nodded in agreement.

Sure, he said, ready to hand over the Magnetite Divine Stone to Jiang Chengxuan.

However, just as the exchange was about to be finalized, a sudden voice interrupted,

“Wait!”

The crowd, taken aback, turned in surprise to locate the source of the interjection.

Tai Cangzi, already standing, directed his gaze towards the Magnetite Divine Stone in the tall man’s hand, speaking calmly,

That Magnetite Divine Stone you hold is precisely what I need.

However, I don’t have the Dry Sun Grass or Purple Star Flowers you seek. I’m willing to exchange it for another treasure of equal value, even something of higher value is not a problem, but the exchange must be made with me.”

The entire venue fell into a hushed silence upon Tai Cangzi’s declaration, faces betraying a mix of astonishment and confusion.

They all knew that this Holy Son of the Qiankun Hall had high potential and cultivation speed. His current cultivation and strength were probably not bad.

Yet, they hadn’t anticipated his approach to be so domineering.

Intervening just as the tall man and Jiang Chengxuan were about to finalize their deal, and doing so with such direct and forceful demeanor, was akin to showing no regard for both men.

Divine Lord Frostblade, at the head of the assembly, frowned at this development.

In fact.

The reason why this Tai Cangzi came to her place was not because of her invitation.

It was because this Holy Son of the Qiankun Hall had been taking the initiative to participate in the various trade fairs recently.

The reason why he came was because he had heard that they were holding a trade fair. Hence, he sent a message saying that he would come to participate.

What else could Divine Lord Frostblade say?

Should she reject him directly?

She hadn’t anticipated his approach would be so overbearing, not only openly disrupting the transaction but seemingly threatening the parties involved, thus violating the rules of her trade fair.

However, it was as if Tai Cangzi did not pay attention to this at all. His gaze was still fixed on the tall man.

However, what everyone did not expect was that the tall man did not care about

Tai Cangzi’s background at all.

He glanced at Tai Cangzi and said nonchalantly,

“If you don’t have what I want, why are you still talking to me?

Do I owe you?”

This sentence made everyone’s expression freeze.

Obviously, no one expected the tall man to have such a reaction.

One had to know that the person in front of him was the Holy Son of the Qiankun Hall. He was known as Tai Cangzi, who had the most potential to become an immortal in tens of thousands of years.

Openly disrespecting him was tantamount to provocation.

Indeed.

Tai Cangzi’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He then turned to Jiang Chengxuan, proposing,

“Fellow Daoist, I wish to purchase the Dry Sun Grass you hold. Name your price.”

This shift in focus startled the attendees, wondering if Tai Cangzi aimed to manipulate the situation by acquiring Jiang Chengxuan’s Dry Sun Grass, effectively cornering the tall man.

Indeed, this move seemed effective as the tall man’s expression darkened with displeasure.

Clearly, he was somewhat anxious that Jiang Chengxuan, under the pressure from Tai Cangzi, might sell the desired item to him instead.

At that moment, he would indeed find himself in a difficult position.

However, what the crowd did not anticipate was Jiang Chengxuan’s immediate shake of his head upon hearing Tai Cangzi’s request.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve already agreed to exchange with this fellow Daoist for what

I need, so I cannot sell the Dry Sun Grass to you.”

“What?”

In that instant, the expressions of everyone present turned subtly complex.

They truly hadn’t expected that both the tall man and Jiang Chengxuan would reject his proposition.

In other words, both had not given face to Tai Cangzi.

How could Tai Cangzi, the Holy Son of the Qiankun Hall, tolerate this?

In an instant, Tai Cangzi’s expression darkened.

He looked at the tall man, then turned to look at Jiang Chengxuan. Suddenly, he nodded heavily.

“Very good, you’re all very good!”

However, both Jiang Chengxuan and the tall man ignored him.

Their transaction was smoothly completed soon after.

At this moment, the tall man suddenly sent a voice transmission to Jiang Chengxuan.

“You should be Jiang Chengxuan, Fellow Daoist Jiang? Right?

I am Gao Baiyue from the Wanshen Sect. After this trade fair, I wonder if I might have the honor of sitting down with you and your esteemed wife?”

“Hm? Wanshen Sect’s Gao Baiyue?”

Hearing this name, Jiang Chengxuan’s heart skipped a beat.

He was aware of the Wanshen Sect, a super sect with a history as long and illustrious as their own Haoran Sect.

Moreover, what made the Wanshen Sect even more formidable was the presence of a Mahayana Daolord.

Immediately, he communicated back to Gao Baiyue,

“Since it’s Brother Gao’s invitation, my wife and I will certainly join you for a good sit-down after this exchange meeting.”