Once he set his mind, Tang Qi was about to go back to the stalls he had noted earlier and use Divine Grace Coins to stock up on those materials.
However, just as he was about to turn around, he saw a figure dart past, looking like a young man in a hurry. It seemed he had just finished strolling through the market and couldn't wait to become a seller.
He chose a black tree and laid out various items under its roots.
Startlingly, they were pages that resembled yellowed manuscripts.
Fortunately, there was no wind in the valley; otherwise, this young man would be frantic by now.
It was his first time setting up a stall, and the young man hadn't used mist to slightly conceal his surroundings, allowing Tang Qi to see the ghost light gathering on those manuscripts at a glance.
"Hm?"
Without hesitation, Tang Qi walked straight over.
As he approached, an image already reflected in his eyes.
