The magical artifact inside the house instantly expanded several times, transforming into a building resembling a bamboo house inhabited by ethnic minorities.
Many gauze curtains hang between the bamboo houses, swaying gently in the breeze. The interior of the bamboo houses is fully furnished, and everything looks brand new.
Feng Xiao transformed into human form, dressed in feathered robes, walking barefoot among the bamboo houses, his expression indifferent, revealing neither his liking nor dislike of his new residence.
Qi Yu frowned slightly as she looked at the feathered robe he was wearing, and said, "You stay here and rest for a while, I'll go buy some things."
She took two steps, then turned back and pointed at Feng Xiao, warning, "Don't follow me."
Feng Xiao stopped in his tracks and obediently sat on the carved wooden chair, quietly looking around his new residence.
Qi Yu withdrew her hand and walked in one direction with a fairly pleasant mood.
The Flying Star Sect has set up a large platform connecting the two main peaks. This platform has a market where Flying Star Sect disciples can trade goods.
The market had everything. Besides the stalls set up by some disciples, some seniors had opened shops. Most of them had turned to business because their cultivation could no longer make any progress. These seniors' shops had a good reputation. After all, cultivators live a long life and they were in business for the long term. No one would ruin their own reputation.
Qi Yu walked towards a shop with a sign that read "Xiuyun Garment Factory" with a clear purpose.
Feng Xiao's feather robe looks like it's been worn for ages. Since he's going out, we should get him some new clothes.
Just as I was about to enter the store, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance.
Qi Yu stopped and looked in that direction.
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