The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

In a tea stall in the corner of the square, an old man dressed in gray linen clothes, who looked inconspicuous, never took his eyes off Shen Yifei from the moment he went on stage until he came off stage and started shopping.

Shen Yifei was squatting in front of a stall selling coral jewelry, holding a string of red coral beads in his hand and examining its color in the sunlight.

The stall owner was a glamorous woman from another ethnic group; she wore only a few seashells on her upper body, which covered her nipples.

Shen Yifei knew this was a way for people to attract customers, but he also enjoyed watching, so he spent a long time picking and choosing at this stall.

The woman from another tribe leaned closer, nuzzling her chest against Shen Yifei's arm. "Young master, this bracelet is perfect for a handsome man like you. Wearing it will surely attract romance."

"Attracting romantic attention?" Shen Yifei chuckled. "I've attracted enough romantic attention already; any more and I'd be heading overseas!"

"Oh my, a handsome young master like you is popular wherever you go." The foreign woman's hand was already on Shen Yifei's arm, and she was practically hanging on him.

Shen Yifei chuckled, stuffed the bracelet into his storage ring, and said, "Okay, I'll take this one."

The dragon attendants behind him immediately stepped forward, asked the price, and paid with spirit stones.

The woman from another race accepted the spirit stone, but her eyes were still fixed on Shen Yifei. "Young master, I have even better treasures here. Why don't you come to my residence tonight to take a look?"

The attendant coughed lightly. "Sect Master Shen, what do you think..."

Shen Yifei knew that this attendant was acting on Ao Ting's orders. In this Dragon Market, there were vendors selling treasures as well as meat. If his second sister found out, she would skin Ao Ting alive.

He quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I have important business to attend to tonight."

He turned and left, the foreign woman giggling behind him, "Young master, come visit sometime! I'll give you a discount!"

Shen Yifei waved his hand without turning his head, cursing inwardly, "This foreign woman is wild enough, seducing people right in front of outsiders. Most people wouldn't be able to resist. Luckily, I have enough self-control, otherwise I would have really fallen for her. And that woman's breasts are really big..."

As he walked, he pondered, losing all interest in exploring Long City.

Just then, someone called out from behind, "Young master, I have something good here. Would you like to take a look?"

Shen Yifei turned around and saw an old man in gray linen clothes standing not far behind him.

The old man had nothing around him, and he didn't look like someone who sold things.

Shen Yifei, somewhat curious, walked over and asked, "Old man, what treasures do you possess?"

The old man chuckled. "A divination result; I wonder if you, young master, would be interested?"

Shen Yifei has never believed in fortune telling or face reading. If one can predict one's fate, then one can also predict divine punishment and see that the end of cultivation is a big scam.

However, when the old man stood in front of him, he felt a special feeling, a sense of closeness, and an inexplicable trust in him.

Shen Yifei nodded. "Then please tell my fortune, sir!"

"Please follow me, young master." The old man led Shen Yifei to a secluded spot, then glanced at the dragon servants who had followed them.

Shen Yifei dismissed the servants and set up a simple protective barrier. "Father-in-law, how should we interpret this divination?"

"Palmistry!"

Shen Yifei extended his left hand, and the old man examined it carefully before sighing.

"Young master, have you gotten yourself into some serious trouble lately?"

Shen Yifei was taken aback. "What big trouble?"

"Judging from your face, your forehead is dark, indicating an imminent bloodshed. There is a hidden line on your palm, signifying violence. But strangely, this line has been deliberately covered up, suggesting that someone is secretly helping you avert disaster."

The old man released his hand, looked up at him, and said, "Young master, have you offended someone recently? And someone whose strength far exceeds your imagination?"

Shen Yifei thought for a moment and realized that the people he had offended were Lu Ya of the Golden Crow Sect and Ye Qianqiu of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor. These two people matched the old man's description of the people.

But if we're talking about an existence whose strength far exceeds his imagination, who else could it be besides that so-called Immortal Punishment?

"Old sir, who is this being you're talking about?"

The old man shook his head. "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I can only tell you that you have a benefactor by your side, but even benefactors have their own fate. If your benefactor falls, your calamity will immediately befall you."

Shen Yifei remained silent for a moment. He knew everything the old man was saying. But the fact that he could calculate it showed that the old man had some skill.

He took out a top-grade pill from his storage ring. "Old sir, thank you for your guidance. Consider this pill as payment for the divination."

The old man took the pill, glanced at it, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "A top-grade pill? Young master's contribution is indeed extraordinary."

"You're too kind, sir." Shen Yifei cupped his hands in greeting. "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The old man watched his departing figure, put the pill into his robes, and muttered to himself, "Shen Changtian's son is indeed extraordinary. I just wonder if this kid can survive this calamity."

When Shen Yifei returned to the vicinity of the high platform, Ao Ting was chatting with three foreign merchants, talking animatedly. When he saw Shen Yifei return, he quickly waved, "Second brother-in-law, come here, come here, let me introduce you to some friends."

The three foreign merchants exchanged glances. One of them, a man with a large beard and a high nose, chuckled and said, "Your Highness's second brother-in-law, isn't that the Dragon Palace's second son-in-law? My apologies!"

Shen Yifei returned the greeting with a smile, but in his heart he had already cursed Ao Ting eight hundred times.

This guy has no self-control; he shouts and yells about things that haven't even been finalized yet, all in front of outsiders.

"Please excuse my rudeness, everyone." Shen Yifei cupped his hands in greeting, not denying anything. "I'm new here, and I hope you'll all take good care of me in the future."

The three foreign merchants each announced their names.

The one with the big beard and high nose called himself Hassan, from the distant Western Regions, the Flame Kingdom, and specialized in the trade of spices and rare minerals.

A dark-skinned, lean middle-aged man next to him bowed and said, "I am Wumatong, from the Kingdom of Feilu, and I specialize in the business of deep-sea medicinal herbs."

"Flying donkey? Are there many donkeys where you live?" Shen Yifei asked casually.

Wu Matong chuckled awkwardly, "Young master, you may not know this, but most of the people of our country come from here and regard this place as their ancestral home. Later, when they went to the distant sea to search for treasure, they settled in a desolate place. Legend has it that a god accidentally dropped his shoe into the sea, which turned into this wasteland, hence the name Flying Shoe Country."

Shen Yifei suddenly realized that this was the Land of Flying Shoes. Since it was a place where a deity dropped his shoe, this place must have some connection with immortals. He really wanted to go and see it someday.

The third merchant was a handsome young man dressed in a long black robe. He was aloof and didn't talk much, only saying that his name was "Mo Yu," that he came from the Northern Sea, and that he specialized in the business of sea beast fur and bones.

After the three finished introducing themselves, Ao Ting put his arm around Shen Yifei's shoulder and said, "Second brother-in-law, don't underestimate these three. They are all well-known figures overseas. If you want to develop your career overseas in the future, they can be of great help."

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness." Shen Yifei cupped his hands in thanks to Ao Ting.

"Why are you calling me Your Highness? Call me Third Brother!" Ao Ting said, somewhat displeased. "We're all family now, why are you being so formal?"

After saying that, he winked at Hassan and the other two, "Once things are settled in Long City, my second brother-in-law and I will come over for a visit. I didn't have enough fun last time we went!"