Cangyang City, Ding'an Ward.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

The cobblestone streets were crowded with horse-drawn carriages, making the roads very congested.

The event, known as the "Gathering of Wealth," made this place exceptionally lively.

Not only did locals from Cangyang City come to watch the excitement, but a large number of people from other places also came to participate in the grand event.

Even the roadside is filled with all sorts of small stalls.

Who knows, a chosen one might come here and successfully snag a bargain.

This grand event has not only promoted martial arts exchanges but also economic exchanges.

Sitting in the spacious carriage, Li Ming naturally didn't bother to look for any bargains.

but.

This carriage is quite comfortable!

It was smooth and steady, without any bumps or jolting.

I don't know what the reason was, but the shock absorption effect is exceptionally good.

A moment later, the carriage entered the street where the God of Wealth Pavilion was located.

Li Ming lifted the curtain and peeked out; the bustling and lively atmosphere immediately enveloped him.

The streets are wide and lined with numerous shops, offering all kinds of goods and services.

"This county town is already so prosperous. I wonder how magnificent it must be as the capital of the Great Xuan."

Li Ming naturally wouldn't underestimate these "ancient people" from another world. This was a supernatural world, and even without technology, there were still people who used fantastical methods to showcase "high technology."

It's no wonder that people from smaller families prefer to send their outstanding members out to join either a good sect or the imperial court.

Trying to venture into a wider world.

With the driver's shout, "We've arrived!"

The carriage finally came to a stop.

Li Ming also calmly got off the car.

The first thing you see are three bright red halls, namely the "Wealth Pavilion", "Fortune Pavilion" and "God of Wealth Pavilion".

These three main halls are now subject to certain considerations.

This conference isn't just for martial arts geniuses; even ordinary people can come and get a free meal and a red envelope.

Those who did not receive an invitation were mostly independent martial artists or ordinary people.

You can go to the God of Wealth Pavilion to worship the God of Wealth.

As long as you worship sincerely.

Then you can go to the Fortune Pavilion to receive a red envelope.

The red envelopes contain genuine banknotes, but their value depends heavily on your luck.

The denominations of silver notes naturally varied, including thousands of taels, hundreds of taels, fifty taels, and ten taels.

The denominations are not fixed; they are all allocated by the staff of the God of Wealth Pavilion.

There may also be some strange denomination numbers.

Moreover, there was no shady dealing involved in the distribution of these red envelopes.

The Wealth Pavilion, on the other hand, is the place where those with invitations go. It is a popular spot at the Wealth Gathering and a channel for many geniuses to gain fame.

"Such magnanimity is truly rare."

Li Ming sighed.

"Let's find a place to rest, have some pastries and fruits, and see how things go."

Inside the Pavilion of Wealth.

A bloated, kind-faced fat man with squinting eyes stood in front of the pavilion, bustling about, personally greeting guests, going here and there.

Upon seeing Li Ming, his eyes lit up as if he had discovered some great treasure, and he began to call out from afar, "Li Ming!"

"Brother Li!"

His friendly attitude surprised everyone around him.

The fat man's slick movements made him stand out. Reaching Li Ming's side, he immediately grabbed Li Ming's hand and greeted him warmly.

"I am truly delighted that you can attend the wealth-giving event."

"You know me?"

Li Ming was a little surprised. When the fat man grabbed him, he didn't even realize what was happening for a moment.

Name: Cai Shisan

[Realm: Sixth Level of Qi Condensation]

[Entries: Great Wealth and Prosperity (Blue), Fortune (Cyan), Intelligence (Cyan), Well-rounded (White), Quick-witted (White), Free from Illness and Disaster (White)]

“Of course I recognize you, Brother Li. A ninth-rank official can defeat an eighth-rank official, and an eighth-rank official can defeat a seventh-rank official. That skill is truly remarkable.”

Cai Shisan showed no airs whatsoever for someone of the Condensing Qi level, calling everyone "Big Brother," which left Li Ming somewhat confused.

Only when more people arrived did he release Li Ming's hand and frantically try to establish a connection with the next expert.

Li Ming scratched his head, and Qin Yun, who was following beside him, smiled.

"Don't be fooled by his enthusiasm."

"These true disciples of the God of Wealth Pavilion are all cut from the same cloth; they speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts."

"For them, the God of Wealth Pavilion is an ironclad entity, while geniuses come and go."

"If you gain power, you won't need to ask; the God of Wealth Pavilion will naturally do everything in its power to help you and make you grateful. If you lose power, it's naturally none of their business. After all, they've seen far too many failed geniuses."

"He'll try to win over anyone who gets an invitation, but if you really want to catch his eye, you'll have to be in the top three at this conference."

Upon hearing Qin Yun's explanation, Li Ming understood.

Just like those aristocratic families in the past, when it came to the period of vying for power, they usually wouldn't bet on one person, but would distribute their investments. As long as one person made a contribution to the success of the dragon, then it was considered a success.

Upon entering the main hall of the Fortune Pavilion, hundreds of people were already seated.

Li Ming and Qin Yun were forced to separate.

Because many of the attendees actually have spectator tickets, meaning they're there to watch.

The real participants were invited by the God of Wealth Pavilion to talented martial artists, disciples of major sects, and sons of grandmasters from all over the country.

Li Ming was somewhat surprised when he heard that none of the Qin family members had received an invitation.

After all, in his opinion, Qin Yun's cultivation level was not bad, but he didn't expect that he hadn't reached the standard of the martial arts competition.

So it seems that normally only genius martial artists at the Condensation Realm could receive it?

Li Ming thought to himself, "Then wouldn't I have gotten in through connections?"

He glanced at a few people sitting near him and, sure enough, they were all at the Condensation Realm.

I never imagined I'd become someone who benefits from connections.

"I heard that the Yun family from that prefecture has sent people."

"That Martial Saint family? It's rumored that their ultimate technique, the Azure Sea Shocking God Palm, is extremely extraordinary. I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to witness it."

"And there's that Zhang family member with superhuman strength who once uprooted a pillar weighing a thousand catties. He's quite formidable. I wonder if he can make a name for himself at this conference."

"It is said that the genius from the Lin family who made it onto the list of geniuses will also be here."

"really?"

"How could it be fake? The Lin family promoted it themselves; it seems they're determined to win this conference."

Li Ming frowned. He had recently had a conflict with the Lin family.

It remains to be seen whether this top-ranked genius will use this opportunity to launch an attack.

Li Ming was pondering what might happen next.

At this moment, a group of tall, well-mannered maids came over carrying a tray of teacups.

He would put down a cup of tea for everyone he met.

When the maid approached Li Ming, a cup of tea was placed on the table in front of him. Soon after, a special fragrance filled the air.

That's it?

Li Ming frowned.

I thought I was going to get to taste something good, but it's just a cup of tea?

Li Ming looked at the people around him, most of whom had smiles on their faces, clearly extremely satisfied.

"This tea seems to be something special?"

Li Ming muttered to himself.

Who cares, I'll just drink it.

Could you possibly poison him?