Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

The mist shrouds the sky, yet the Immortal Ruins remain.

After many years, Zhao Sheng steps onto the long street once more, finding the shops on either side to be in shambles, smashed and chaotic. The ground has become pitted and uneven, with more than a dozen large craters scattered across the street, presenting a terrifying sight.

It is clear that this street has gone through an astonishing and fierce battle in the past.

Zhao Sheng takes a few steps, bending down to pick up a stone the size of a fist from the ground and places it into the Sumeru Space.

At this moment, the street is empty and dead silent.

"What happened here? Could it be that this place has already been abandoned?" Zhao Sheng straightens up, gazing seriously at the wrecked street as he mutters to himself.

After speaking, he measures his steps, slowly walking around the street in a circle.

The various broken sights along the way further confirm to him that an astonishing battle took place here.

Since arriving, Zhao Sheng has seen no one else come, which fills him with doubt.

After thinking for a moment, he casually walks into a shop's ruins and begins collecting scattered stone bricks and wood.

Fortunately, his Sumeru Cave Heaven can hold a mountain, or else he would have had to leave without the treasures of this mountain.

After the time of a tea break, a small portion of the ruins has been cleared, the shop is much cleaner, and Zhao Sheng prioritized larger, better-preserved stones and wood.

Hmm?

Seven or eight breaths later, Zhao Sheng suddenly stops, looking up to see a pale vortex appearing in the middle of the street.

In the next instant, a sneaky-looking green-robed elder travels through it, landing in the middle of the street.

Zhao Sheng's gaze flashes as he throws away the stone in his hand and stands up from the ruins.

The green-robed elder immediately notices him, his eyes turning cold as he looks over.

Zhao Sheng smiles slightly, walking out of the ruins with a few steps and then calmly stopping a dozen steps away from the elder.

"Greetings, fellow Taoist!"

"What is this place?"

Suddenly, two voices almost simultaneously rang out.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng immediately understood: "So this person is a newcomer!"

Looking at the cautious green-robed elder, Zhao Sheng spreads his hands open to show he means no harm and smiles, "Fellow Taoist, no need to be nervous. This is the Burial Immortal Ruins, a place where creatures of all heavens gather. You must be here for the first time!"

The green-robed elder's expression softens slightly, but the next second he suddenly seems alarmed.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng quickly says, "Fellow Taoist, do not panic. The laws of the Burial Immortal Ruins are quite unique. Here, all extraordinary powers return to silence, and all beings revert to the ordinary, including True Immortals."

As he is speaking, another pale vortex appears, and a third person quickly arrives in front of Zhao Sheng and the elder.

Zhao Sheng looks up and suddenly shows delight; the newcomer is an "acquaintance."

This person is dressed in a white robe, with eyebrows as red as blood, none other than the white-robed elder who once guided him.

At this moment, the white-robed elder sees Zhao Sheng and becomes extremely pleased, tapping the ground lightly with the tip of his foot and leaping over to land beside Zhao Sheng.

"Haha, young brother Bai Mei, we meet again; we truly have a deep connection!"

Zhao Sheng nods with a smile, "Long time no see, Elder Bai Lin, your grace undiminished from years past!"

"Where, where, Bai Mei, you are the one with extraordinary grace..."

After Zhao Sheng and the white-robed elder exchanged flattery, they took a moment to introduce the Burial Immortal Ruins' customary rules to the "newcomer."

Shortly,

In the middle of the long street, Zhao Sheng and Bai Lin picked a clean spot to set up their Bag Pavilion next to each other.

At this time, the pale vortex sporadically appeared, gradually bringing more people and adding life to the street, with more stalls setting up.

In front of Zhao Sheng, an eight-foot-square piece of silk is spread out, displaying an Innate Gold Essence, a Thousand-year-old Spirit Ginseng, the Top-grade Spirit Weapon Dragon Head Sword, Spirit Pills, Jade Talisman, Jade Scrolls, and various treasures, focusing on being compact yet complete.

As it's his first time setting up a stall, he's testing the waters to see what kind of treasures visitors from the heavens prefer.

The white-robed elder, seeing the treasures he had set out, couldn't help but tease, "Bai Mei, it seems you're quite well-prepared! This time, I only brought a few pieces of Ten-thousand-year-old Xuanling Iron to fill in, not knowing if anyone here will have the discerning eye for treasures."

Zhao Sheng glances, noticing four pitch-black iron balls on his stall, ranging in size from eggs to heads.

"I see the elder is well-prepared. After all, in the universe, Mystic Iron is one of the most common spiritual items. If it truly is Ten-thousand-year-old Xuanling Iron, unless one is utterly oblivious, they are bound to recognize it. I have been taught!"

The white-robed elder laughs with satisfaction, advising, "In the Burial Immortal Ruins, the key to doing business is finding the right customers. Here, extraordinary powers are silent. If the customer doesn't recognize the treasure, even if you present a True Immortal Device, they won't acknowledge it!

So, it's best to find treasures commonly found in all heavens and myriads of worlds, like Mystic Iron, ancient bronze, Golden Essence, and other spirit mines, or spiritual medicines like ginseng. As for Magical Treasures and Spirit Pills, these finished treasures are often hard to sell due to the difficulty in distinguishing real from fake.

Do you know what sells best here?"

Seeing his mentor-like demeanor, Zhao Sheng, though already enlightened, pretends to ask curiously, "...What is it?"

"Haha, of course, it's knowledge about Cultivation!" the white-robed elder says and then explains in detail.