Li Zijun looked at the market with some curiosity, noting how different it was from the temple fairs she remembered.
Perhaps it was because there were so many cultivators that the items on display—paintings, antiques, porcelain, and Magic Treasures—were more abundant. Moreover, since no rules barred mortals, a large crowd of them was also present. Tourists were seen wandering around the mountain, admiring the stunning scenery of the distant gorges. A thin layer of snow covered the ground, and as people walked, they left a trail of footprints that were quickly buried by the continually falling snowflakes.
With both hands, she clutched Xiao Ruoching's arm, rarely looking quite so elated. She fluttered her delicate eyelashes, nodded her little head, and said in a soft voice, "Sister, let's stroll here for a bit. Having come to Jinzu Court, wouldn't it be a pity not to have a look around?"
