The stall was sprawling, and Bai Mo's gaze swept across it.
Having studied the Pill Book extensively, he could identify about thirty percent of the items.
Not all of them were useful. Some were just novelties his predecessors had experimented with, found useless, and then casually noted down.
His discerning gaze immediately set him apart from the other Cultivators who were just browsing for entertainment.
A disciple tending the stall approached with a wide smile and stood beside him.
"Is there anything you're interested in, Junior Brother?"
There were plenty of boorish onlookers, but those who truly knew their goods were rare.
The disciple understood that people like Bai Mo were the real customers.
Bai Mo pondered for a moment before sighing softly.
"The Sea Eye spews out such a diverse array of things?"
"Of course!"
"Countless ancient artifacts and creatures have been lost in it over the eons. Anything that hasn't been ground to dust is a treasure."
