Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

Chapter 122 Shandu Market

Song Chuan led Dai Lingjun on a stroll around the treehouses used for receiving guests, getting a general idea of ​​their layout. Each treehouse actually had a small restriction to prevent spiritual eavesdropping.

There is another array on the outer edge of this area, but it is not activated as almost no one lives inside it now.

As for what Bai Sanye said about someone already arriving, Song Chuan didn't notice. Perhaps they're staying in the treehouse, or perhaps they've already gone to the market.

The Emerald Mist Mountain Range, occupied by the Muke, comprises about seven or eight large mountains, which they call "Mountain Capital." The opening of the market town is also known as "Mountain Capital Market Opening." I imagine it will be full of people when it opens, and I wonder if I'll run into anyone I know.

After slowly making his way around, Song Chuan circled the mountain again, actually sensing the condition of the hidden stone veins. Dai Lingjun didn't urge him at all, remaining silent the whole way, but seemed quite interested in looking around.

Song Chuan found this Senior Sister Dai very mysterious. Although he had only recently established his foundation and did not know the full picture of the foundation-establishing cultivators in the sect, Zhuo Juntao was clearly an old hand, and he did not even recognize Dai Lingjun.

Deacon Wang was clearly familiar with Dai Lingjun; she even asked the woman about the incident where she twisted her ankle while practicing martial arts.

As for Cui Wang, based on Song Chuan's observations along the way, he should know about Dai Lingjun, and only in recent years. Cui Wang is at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, so he should know more about the sect than Zhuo Juntao.

Dai Lingjun has been at least at the Foundation Establishment stage for more than ten years. So when did she join the sect? Was it during the Qi Refining stage or after the Foundation Establishment stage?

"Senior Sister Dai, we're from the same sect, but we rarely talk. Are you from the State of Qi?" Song Chuan asked.

"I—I am a person from the Kingdom of Jing," Dai Lingjun stammered.

Song Chuan frowned slightly: "People from the Kingdom of Jing?"

The sect of Teng Hua Valley, of course, would not limit its disciples to the Qi Kingdom, but Dai Lingjun being from the Jing Kingdom still surprised him somewhat.

"Yes—thirty years ago—when I was still practicing Qi Refining—I joined—joined the Vine Flower Valley."

Thirty years ago, during the Qi Refining stage! Did the cultivators from the Jing Kingdom come to the Qi Kingdom for refuge back then?

"It seems that Senior Sister Dai usually keeps to herself and rarely shows her face," Song Chuan chuckled.

"Hmm...hey...I'm not familiar with any of my fellow disciples...personality...personality..."

"I heard from Deacon Wang that you messed up your alchemy flying sword. Why didn't you ask an elder for help?" Song Chuan interrupted her.

"That's impossible—I wouldn't dare—after such a period of rest—it will take several years to recover—"

"What kind of weird technique is this?" Song Chuan wondered.

"Song—Junior Brother Song—" Dai Lingjun suddenly said with difficulty.

"Um?"

"You're so unsophisticated!"

Song Chuan's face darkened: "Tell me what happens next."

"Earth element — Power — Pure —"

"Hehe! It's nothing special. Earth produces metal, so we actually make a good match!" After saying that, Song Chuan's face darkened even more, and he continued, "Just saying, referring to the Five Elements, haha!"

"I know—I know," Dai Lingjun said shyly, her eyes crinkling.

This woman has an apricot-shaped face and peach-like cheeks, and a naturally pitiful appearance, making her the object of many male cultivators' affections.

Song Chuan suddenly remembered the gathering at Qiu Yingxian's cave, where Duan Laogou used the Sound-Stealing Vine to eavesdrop on the female cultivators of Ganlin Pavilion. The sect has female cultivators like Dai Lingjun, but Duan Laogou has never seen them before.

As for Song Chuan himself, he naturally thought Dai Lingjun was incredibly beautiful, but he didn't have any thoughts about matters between men and women for the time being.

The two chatted haltingly for a while before the green leaf artifact came to a stop.

On the mountainside ahead, a huge plaza had been opened up, many times larger than the small market town at the Guohai Tower in Caozhou City.

There is a gate in front of the square, which is the entrance. Bai Sanye said that no one is allowed to fly into the square from outside this gate, as there is a no-flying restriction on it.

The plaque above the archway bears four large characters: Shandu Fangshi.

The square has been marked out with stalls, but they are all empty at the moment.

Around the stall, numerous spirit trees stood tall, upon which sat treehouses arranged in three or four tiers. The first tier of treehouses was relatively low, and one could easily leap up using a lightness technique.

All the treehouses are connected by corridors, and not just one corridor, but multiple corridors that are intertwined, so you can choose any corridor to find a shop.

This is to avoid the problem of overcrowding and potential trouble caused by having only one or two corridors leading to this place.

The treehouse has a sign advertising its business, which includes various wooden items, mountain delicacies, and spiritual plants.

Each type has several treehouses in operation, indicating that there is competition among the woodworking community, and no single powerful woodworking company can monopolize a particular type.

There were figures moving inside the treehouse. It must be a long-term business, not open to the public, where woodcutters trade on their own, or perhaps the demonic beasts from the Cloudfall Mountains come here occasionally. After all, woodcutters have a good relationship with the demon race.

Behind the square, there is a huge cave that extends all the way into.

Inside the cave, woodworkers were coming and going. The Qi Refining stage woodworkers were carrying tools such as hammers, chisels, and wooden axes, seemingly building the interior. Another Foundation Establishment stage woodworker sat nearby, looking like a supervisor.

"The scale—the scale—it's huge!" Dai Lingjun exclaimed in surprise.

"Has Senior Sister Dai been to the Human Race's Grand Market? How does it compare?" Song Chuan asked.

"It's bigger than—bigger than—a typical—large market town for humans!"

"Is that market as big as the one with the sea view?"

"The Crossing-the-Sea Tower—there are—bigger ones than this one—"

Wow! There's a market town even bigger than this in Guohailou? He still has the Guohai token; he should go check it out when he has time.

"The Wine Clan—The Wine Clan—" Dai Lingjun suddenly said.

"What's wrong with the alcohol clan?" Song Chuan asked, puzzled.

"Junior Brother Song, do you understand?"

Song Chuan shook his head: "I don't know. Aren't they humans from the desolate region? All I know is that they're good at brewing wine. Senior Sister Dai doesn't know either?"

"I don't understand!"

"Let's go and browse the shops in the treehouse."

Song Chuan and Dai Lingjun entered through the archway in the square, and with a light leap, arrived at a corridor of the treehouse.

At first glance, the signs on each treehouse were quite distinctive, such as "Sisheng Woodware Shop," "Root Carving Shop," "Emerald Mist Spirit Fruit Garden," "Triple Fall Tavern," "Honeycomb," and "Herbal Alchemy Furnace" —

The one with the number four must have been opened by a Wood Refiner in the Qi Refining stage.

Song Chuan also saw a restaurant that simply had "Spiritual Chef Invited" written on it, which would surely attract people from the Long Spoon faction.

Dai Lingjun seemed to be seeing this kind of market shop for the first time as well. Her big eyes blinked, and she said excitedly, "Let's go first—"

"Which one should we go to first?"

As Song Chuan looked at the intricate corridors and shops, about to randomly choose one, a green shadow swiftly climbed up from below and came to stand in front of the two of them.

"Seniors, I know this place well. How about I show you the way?" A young wooden craftsman, clearly still a boy, scratched his green hair and said with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Bai Wunong and Song Chuan recognized the little wooden man.