At this moment, he took out the opponent's symbolic Magical Artifact, which naturally would lead people to draw connections.
However, he didn't care. He was merely selling his goods normally; as long as he didn't acknowledge it when others asked, it was no problem.
Even if they guessed the truth, how would that affect him?
After all, at this time, he was "Ascendant Feng Hua," with a completely different appearance from his true self.
"I wonder if the friend has any of those Spirit Talismans for sale?
I would like to buy some for self-defense, how about it?"
The young cultivator quickly asked.
"Yes, I wonder if those Spirit Talismans are still available? We also want them."
The two cultivators beside him heard him and their eyes lit up, joining in hurriedly.
"One thousand five hundred Lower-Grade Spirit Stones per piece."
Zhou Changwang frowned slightly but still spoke.
Originally, he intended to impose certain restrictions and did not want to sell too many at once.
