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Lin Xuan's face was filled with anticipation as he thought about this. His gaze swept over the desolate White Float City once more. The originally dilapidated city now looked quite pleasing to the eye.

Since Lin Xuan knew the whole story, there was no reason for him to linger here any longer. He transformed into a streak of startling light and flew towards White Float City.

Soon enough, he arrived. Only a few miles remained before reaching the city walls, but Lin Xuan did not feel any restrictions from the airspace. However, nearby demons spontaneously lowered their flight lights as a sign of respect for the house they were visiting.

As the saying goes: "When you give someone a gift, there must be something in return."

If one is indebted to another, it's only natural to show enough respect. White Float City was located in a remote area; apart from talismans and charms, there wasn't much else that could attract visitors.

Most demons here came for the Fu Family's talismans. Given this reason, they naturally wouldn't disrespect the Fu Family.

Following local customs, Lin Xuan didn’t want to draw attention to himself either. He slowed his flight light and landed, then used a lightness technique to walk towards the city gates.

Upon closer inspection, the entire city seemed neglected, with the gate showing signs of wear from countless years of wind and rain.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel speechless. Even if he stayed here just for the thousand-year stalactites to refine talismans, the current state of the city could have been much better.

The Fu Family wasn’t short on funds; as a famous talisman-making family in the demon realm, selling talismans alone made them extremely wealthy.

Why was their residence so dilapidated? Lin Xuan found it hard to understand. However, this question didn't need much investigation since he had his own purpose for coming here. The quirks of the Fu Family were none of his concern.

Entering the city, what he saw was far more desolate than any other cultivation world city he had visited before, with buildings scattered sparsely.

Lin Xuan frowned as he prepared to release his divine sense when footsteps entered his ears. He turned around and saw a tall demon standing in front of him.

He looked sturdy but showed no signs of magical power. Like the situation in the spirit realm or human world, not all demons possessed the talent for cultivation; only a few could embark on this path. This guy was akin to an ordinary demon in the demon realm.

The demon seemed honest and respectful as he bowed to Lin Xuan.

"Greetings, sir. If I'm not mistaken, you must be visiting White Float City for the first time."

"Correct, so what of it?" Lin Xuan said indifferently.

"Do you need a guide? Although I am just an ordinary demon, I've lived here for over twenty years. For one block of demon stone, I can provide many conveniences," the demon said with a bow.

"Hmm."

Lin Xuan nodded; this situation wasn't unfamiliar to him. In the spirit realm, humans would do similar work for cultivators as well. It was considered short-term employment.

Both parties benefited greatly—having someone familiar with the place could save a lot of time and effort. Lin Xuan didn’t mind one block of demon stone and agreed immediately.

With a wave of his sleeve, a black demon stone flew into his palm: "Take this gold. If you do well as my guide, I won't shortchange you."

"Thank you, sir. My name is Bull. You can call me Ah-Niu," the demon's face lit up with joy, knowing he had met a generous immortal master.

"Ah-Niu, did you come here to buy talismans?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Yes, sir. If you need ordinary ones, they are sold on the first and fifteenth of each month."

"The first and fifteenth? Why?"

"These days, the Fu Family holds a market where disciples sell their crafted talismans for daily cultivation needs. It's mutually beneficial. However, according to what I know, those who set up stalls usually belong to middle or lower ranks within the family, with limited power. Their talismans are not considered top-grade."

"But one cannot generalize," Lin Xuan said, his eyes flashing as he spoke.

"Sir, if you need ordinary talismans, they will be sold on these days. However, for premium ones, you won't find them in the market. But don’t worry; White Float City holds a grand talisman conference every ten years."

"Every ten years?"

Lin Xuan's expression changed as he realized he couldn't wait that long.

Bull, though seemingly crude, was quite perceptive and quickly understood Lin Xuan’s concern. He eagerly said, "Sir, you needn’t worry. The last grand talisman conference was nine years ago, so you only have to wait a year."

"Ah, I see."

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, turning his worries into joy. If it were just one year, he could certainly wait. In good spirits, Lin Xuan took out another block of demon stone: "Here, take this as a reward."

"Thank you, sir," Bull was overjoyed and quickly accepted the gift. He then lowered his hands in anticipation of further instructions.

"In about a year, the grand talisman conference will be held. I wonder if there are any inns around White Float City?" Lin Xuan asked, supporting his chin as he spoke.

"Sir, do you plan to stay here during this time? Of course, no problem. Let me take you."

(Note: The last paragraph about the author's update status is not relevant to the story and has been omitted.)

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