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第两千三百零五章 狂沙城

With Lin Xuan's current speed of evasion, a mere ten thousand miles was nothing to mention. In an instant, he arrived at the sight.

However, what met his eyes was not just any sight; it was a city standing before him.

Indeed, it was a city.

Lin Xuan slowed down slightly and showed signs of surprise on his face. He hadn't expected such a desolate desert to have a demon city towering over it.

Although this wasn't a particularly large city, its existence still left Lin Xuan in awe. However, he didn't dwell on it too much. With the saying "when in Rome, do as the Romans do," he decided to enter and explore before making any decisions.

With that thought, Lin Xuan condensed his light and used the technique of Qi Control to adjust the magic power emanating from his body, making him appear like an ancient demon at the Conjunctive Stage.

He then walked into the city with a casual stride.

"Raging Sand City"

As he entered through the gates, three large demon runes hung above his head. If he was not mistaken, these should be the name of this city.

Entering the city, he saw buildings with crude designs. They were somewhat shabby compared to other cities Lin Xuan had visited in the cultivation world, but the streets were still wide, and various ancient demons of different ranks walked about. Most were at the Conjunctive Stage, but occasionally, one could see those at the Separation or even Profound Abyss stages.

For some reason, this city felt different from ordinary demon cities, yet Lin Xuan found it hard to pinpoint exactly what was unique about it in that moment.

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan decided not to overthink it. After all, he had come here just for a break. He planned to rest for a few months and then return to his cave abode to resume his arduous life as a monk.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan felt at ease. He walked towards a shop on the left side of the road and decided to buy a map of the surrounding area first. It was rare to come across a demon city, so this would be an essential item for every cultivator. Lin Xuan did not want to blindly wander around again next time.

The purchase went smoothly, costing him just two pieces of magic stones to get a detailed map covering ten thousand miles, recorded in a jade cylinder.

Next, he found a tea house and ordered some fine wine and food. As he ate and drank, he sank his divine consciousness into the jade cylinder and began reading it carefully.

The map not only provided an extremely detailed layout but also included information about this region. For instance, this desert was known as the Lone Soul Desert.

How the name came to be is now lost in history, but legend had it that a million years ago, there was a great battle here led by the Broad Cold True Man, one of the three scattered immortals from the Spirit Realm, against the ancient demons under the command of the True Demon Ancestor. The battle resulted in countless casualties and the loss of many treasures.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face. This place seemed similar to the ruins sea he had encountered in the small interface of the East Sea, both being remnants of ancient battlegrounds. One was an ocean, while the other was a desert, yet their final outcomes were remarkably alike.

The ruins sea was filled with danger and was known as the paradise for adventurers. However, the Lone Soul Desert was different; it was relatively peaceful over the years, and most scattered treasures had been picked clean by now.

With its vast area, there were several demon cities like Raging Sand City. Like other places where cultivators gathered, this city also had markets.

However, there were two: one in the west and another in the south.

When Lin Xuan read about this, he was somewhat surprised. Why would a small city need two marketplaces?

He lowered his head to continue reading.

Sure enough, there was a reason for it.

The western marketplace was no different from typical markets in the cultivation world. However, the southern marketplace was quite different; it could be more accurately described as an antique market.

As previously mentioned, this Lone Soul Desert was once a battlefield where ancient demons clashed with the armies of the Spirit Realm, resulting in countless casualties and scattered treasures.

Thus, many ancient demons came here to seek their fortune.

Among them, some became rich overnight, but most found that the treasures they sought were merely trinkets.

What is a trinket? It's something that tastes bland when eaten and is hard to discard. The treasures Lin Xuan had obtained were also like this; many of them were broken in the great battles or lost their essence over time due to prolonged use.

Such items, if called treasures, would be too weak to wield effectively. However, calling them trash might not be entirely appropriate either, as they could still bring significant benefits if repaired.

Thus, the antique market thrived.

Ancient demons sold their found treasures in this market; these broken ancient relics had no use for them but might prove valuable in the hands of someone else.

"Interesting."

Lin Xuan raised his head and withdrew his divine consciousness from the jade cylinder. An expression of interest appeared on his face.

He hadn't seen an antique market elsewhere, so it was worth a visit if he found one here.

With that thought, Lin Xuan packed up the jade cylinder, ate heartily, and headed towards the southern marketplace.

Such a large market wouldn't be hard to find. He didn't even need directions; after half an hour, he arrived at his destination without asking for help.

He went in with no expectations but came out empty-handed, looking disappointed. However, Lin Xuan wasn't depressed for long. Soon, he realized that it was perfectly normal not to find suitable treasures.

After all, compared to the Dragon True Man, his wealth was insignificant. But what of it? The Dragon True Man was a top-tier existence in the entire Three Realms; using him as a reference point was natural.

Excluding such an existence, if he were to compare himself with ordinary cultivators at the same stage, Lin Xuan was not wealthy by any means. He could even be considered rich beyond measure. Apart from the Azure Star Sea Five Dragon Seal, his waist pouch contained countless other treasures.

Thus, his expectations naturally rose accordingly; how could common treasures catch his eye?

Once he understood this, Lin Xuan felt at ease again.

Seeing that it was late, Lin Xuan went to the best inn in Raging Sand City and booked the finest room. He then fell into a deep sleep.

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