62: Chapter 62 There are merchants at the cape

While strolling the streets, Shen Moyan's Divine Sense covertly swept across the entirety of Yue Prefecture.

He found it was considerably smaller than Kongsang Prefecture, though it had all the basic essentials.

A prefecture's territory was roughly divided into three major districts: the Blessed Land District, the Commerce District, and the Administration District.

In his previous life, Shen Moyan's three paper figure Clones had gone to the Academy, the Cen Family, and the Construction and Maintenance Department respectively, so he had a basic impression of all three districts.

In this cultivation society, aside from the patrolling Cultivators, no one really cared how you lived or what you did.

People were extremely indifferent towards each other.

In the Blessed Land District, aside from the Academy and the cultivation Families, there was very little interaction among the Cultivators themselves.

Their Immortal Caves were all very secluded, naturally as they were single-mindedly devoted to the Dao.

"Such a society... isn't too bad for me."

What Shen Moyan truly feared was a high-level Cultivator suddenly seeking him out, his Cultivation Technique being exposed, leading to a bounty from the Guardians of Orthodoxy and a repeat of the plight that befell that Immortal Master Xu Cheng.

As for the Administration District, it was full of incompetent parasites. Shen Moyan had deep experience with this in his past life; you could never find the Directors of the various departments at their posts on a normal day.

Although there were people like Jiang Qingshui, they were ultimately a minority.

The Commerce District, however, was relatively vibrant, gathering Cultivators from all over. All kinds of Heaven And Earth Treasures were endlessly available.

But for truly high-quality treasures, you had to go to the major chambers of commerce.

Yue Prefecture, Hai Jiao Chamber of Commerce branch.

Shen Moyan stood before the branch entrance. The door creaked on its hinges, and a few creatures scurried past his feet, disappearing in a flash.

Shen Moyan's mouth twitched. He stepped inside, his expression full of doubt.

"How is that possible? This Storage Bowl is a newly unearthed treasure, a genuine artifact from the Wanbao Era! I dug it up myself! How could it be a fake?"

"Listen, dear customer, even if you don't use it to store things, it makes for a perfect decorative piece in your Immortal Cave!"

"When other Fellow Daoists visit, they'll see this ancient bowl and think you're a person of great taste and history..."

A man leaned against a window, holding a communication Talisman. He spoke fervently, seemingly trying to salvage a deal with a client.

"Who cares about that old bowl? You're obsessed with money."

"I think you should keep it for begging." A voice retorted from the other end of the Talisman.

"Hello? Are you there? Dammit, you idiot!" The man cursed as the connection severed.

The man's expression visibly soured. He reached for a bowl on a nearby table but grabbed nothing but air.

"Where are my treasures?"

While the man was frantically searching, Shen Moyan walked in.

"Welcome! Ah, Fellow Daoist Ren! We meet again!"

The man's face instantly brightened with a beaming smile.

"Do you have any Formation expansion stones here?"

Shen Moyan inquired.

"Yes! Absolutely! You've come to the right place, Fellow Daoist Ren!"

Cen Boliang's eyes sparkled. He rummaged through his sleeves and moments later produced a stone engraved with intricate patterns.

"Of course, ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones, or one High-Grade Spirit Stone."

Shen Moyan had plenty of them.

"Do you have any breath concealing talismans that can hide one's cultivation from Guizang Realm experts?"

"Talismans to hide from Guizang Realm experts?" Cen Boliang narrowed his eyes, then grinned. "Of course! How could I not?"

He pulled out a stack of Talismans from a drawer.

"Three hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones each, or thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones. Guaranteed effective!"

Shen Moyan purchased a few.

"Do you provide cross-prefecture teleportation services?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Boliang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, of course we do! Damn it, if I don't get a big deal soon, I'll really have to beg with this bowl in Langya Prefecture."

"This chamber of commerce was built from the ground up by me. The Hundred Arts of cultivation, trade and politics, Academies and Blessed Lands—what field haven't I dabbled in?" Cen Boliang declared confidently.

"Fellow Daoist Ren, where do you want to go? Just tell me, and I guarantee I'll get you to your destination within a year!"

Hearing this, Shen Moyan's expression froze for a moment before he smiled:

"I want to go to Di Lin Prefecture. I suppose I'll definitely be standing on the Pilgrimage Steps beneath the origin dao transmission stele within a year, right? Fellow Daoist Cen?"

"Hey, don't tease me, Fellow Daoist Ren." Cen Boliang said sheepishly, patting his own face.

Traveling from Langya Prefecture to Di Lin Prefecture, passing through over a thousand prefectures—even if Shen Moyan were willing, Cen Boliang would be incapable of doing it within a year.

"Then let's go to the nearest Feiguang Prefecture."

"Alright, Fellow Daoist, please follow me." Cen Boliang walked towards the counter behind him, shifted a vase on it, and the counter suddenly slid open a hidden door.

"Wait."

Shen Moyan suddenly remembered something. It was still too early to leave.

"Can this service be reserved?"

"Naturally, it can." Cen Boliang was puzzled. Was he backing out?

"Not backing out, just postponing the trip."

"Three years. I'll come back in three years. Have the route ready. Here's a thousand Spirit Stones as a deposit."

As Shen Moyan spoke, he left the deposit on the table and turned to leave.

"Alright, I'll let the Ship Captain know. Is there anything else you'd like? Just say the word! There's nothing in Langya Prefecture I, Cen Boliang, can't get."

"Phantom Talismans. Unleash them in battle to leave behind a lifelike illusion, letting your enemy battle wits with thin air for a whole day..."

"Dear customer! Don't go! Take another look at this bowl! It's big and round..."