Spring passed into autumn, and five hundred thousand years went by.
Qingyang Immortal Domain, Qingyang marketplace.
The streets were bustling with people, and the noise of carriages and horses filled the air.
In the Yunlang Pavilion, Shen Lang and Chu Yun sat on chairs, discussing something.
"The Grand Du Kang Conference?"
Shen Lang was slightly taken aback.
"This time, the scale of the Du Kang Conference is quite large. The organizers have produced a fourth-rank Immortal Wine called Tianluo Immortal Brew. After drinking it, it can enhance a cultivator's ability to resist Heavenly Tribulations, attracting many Daluo Golden Immortals to participate."
Chu Yun slowly said, and then she thought of something and asked, "Our true bodies have not left seclusion yet?"
"No, they are still cultivating! You should go ahead first. If they can't participate, see if you can trade for some good items."
Shen Lang suggested.
Chu Yun agreed. After chatting for a while, she stood up and left.
