"One Five-Year Lotus Root only in exchange for Cold Iron!"
"A century-old stall that carries precious treasures from the entire world. My prices are just and none will be cheated. Fellow Priests that need something, please come take a look quickly because opportunities do not wait."
"Male Taoists don't bother stopping, female Taoists stop moving. This humble one's ancestor passed down this Fragrance Powder made from Grave Moss that beautifies and retains youthfulness. There's only this one bottle, may the highest bidder win! Seize the opportunity and act right away!"
This was Rahu Market, a small Taoist market almost two towns over.
Gu Yuze noticed that this area was covered in stalls. In every single stall were various artefacts that showed so brightly that one would have to lower their head not to be blinded by the dazzling light.
More than 90% of them were fake, no doubt.
