Facing Shen Zixuan's gaze, Meng Wan hurriedly lowered her head, her tone shy.
"Since sister Zihan is busy and can't go, let's go."
Shen Zixuan raised his eyebrows and walked out of the yard.
After crossing several streets, Shen Zixuan took Meng Wan into a narrow alley, speaking in a low voice as they walked.
"The exchange meeting here is organized by some small forces in the city. The threshold is very low. You can enter as long as you find a guarantor and pay some spirit stones. Remember to be careful after entering."
Meng Wan nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Shen, I understand."
Shen Zixuan smiled slightly and continued to talk about the situation in the exchange meeting. By the way, he introduced the various small and medium-sized forces in the city to Meng Wan.
"Although my Shen family doesn't live in Hengyue City, we have built up some connections in the city, so for an exchange meeting of this level, we can just say hello and enter."
Meng Wan looked at Shen Zixuan with starry eyes, admiring him. "How amazing! Your family must be a very powerful cultivation family."
Shen Zixuan smiled reservedly and changed the subject, "I brought you to the exchange meeting today just to try your luck. After all, the thing you're looking for is indeed a bit hard to find."
There was a flash of disappointment in Meng Wan's eyes, but more of it was gratitude.
"I know, Fellow Daoist Shen is willing to bring me to the exchange meeting, I am already very happy."
After Shen Zixuan revealed his identity at the entrance of the venue, he bought two masks and handed one to Meng Wan.
Meng Wan understood, put on the mask, and entered the exchange venue with him.
The entire venue is very large and is divided into four areas: the spirit stone trading area, the barter area, the auction bidding area, and the information exchange area.
When she was in Qingsha County before, Meng Wan had participated in similar exchange meetings, but the scale was not as large as this.
However, Zhang Wan'er was a well-protected daughter of a wealthy family. Remembering her own personality, Meng Wan acted curious and slightly anxious.
Shen Zixuan looked very comfortable, and it was obvious that such a scene was nothing to him.
He lowered his voice and said a few words to Meng Wan, then walked alone to the information exchange area and directly wrote the information and code words he wanted on the sign.
If someone provides relevant information, they can directly find him in the venue through code words.
Seeing Shen Zixuan coming out of the information exchange area, Meng Wan went to meet him nervously.
"Friend Shen, can we get any information today?"
Hearing this, Shen Zixuan curled his lips, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
The most taboo thing for people is not being able to see their own position clearly.
It is ridiculous for a Qi-refining cultivator to dare to dream of treasures that even Foundation-building cultivators may not possess.
So from the very beginning, he never thought about helping Zhang Wan'er to find out the information.
What I just wrote has nothing to do with Zhang Wan'er.
"I've asked someone to help ask, but you'd better not get your hopes up too much."
Meng Wan nodded obediently, "I understand. I am already very satisfied that Fellow Daoist Shen is willing to help me find out the information."
Shen Zixuan was very satisfied with the other party's attitude. "It's still early, let's go to the Spirit Stone Trading Area. Maybe we can find something useful."
Meng Wan naturally had no objection and obediently followed Shen Zixuan around the venue.
Shen Zixuan was born into a family of cultivators and was heavily cultivated by his family. He had very high standards and ordinary things were not in his eyes at all.
Meng Wan was short of money, so she followed Shen Zixuan as a decoration.
Small underground exchanges like this are usually not held in public.
After killing people and stealing treasures, some monks would bring the stolen goods here to sell them, and the price was slightly lower than outside.
When passing by a cultivator's stall, Shen Zixuan suddenly saw a hairpin. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart and asked Meng Wan.
"Sister Wan'er, look, do you like this hairpin?"
Meng Wan glanced at the hairpin and curled her lips wildly in her heart.
It's just a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it's second-hand. How dare you ask this?
She shook her head, looking somewhat lost, "When Daddy was not injured, I had a similar hairpin at home, but it was slightly better.
Unfortunately, after Daddy was injured, the hairpin fell into the hands of my cousin."
Shen Zixuan's face froze, and he looked a little embarrassed.
Although this hairpin is of low quality, it still costs six or seven hundred spirit stones.
Zhang Wan'er only had three or four hundred spirit stones on her body. She had thought that buying this hairpin would make her happy for a long time, but she didn't expect that she would not like it!
Is it really me or the daughter of some wealthy family?
Shen Zixuan took a deep breath and looked apologetic.
"I was inconsiderate. This hairpin is beautiful, but upon closer inspection, the workmanship is rather crude. It's really not worthy of my younger sister's status.
How about this, Sister Wan'er, if you like anything, just tell me and I'll pay for it."
Meng Wan hurriedly shook her head, "That's not good. No merit, no reward. How can I take your things for free?"
Shen Zixuan looked at her steadily, "Sister Wan'er, are you treating me as an outsider?"
Meng Wan blushed, at a loss, "That's not what I meant..."
"I thought that when I invited you out alone today, Sister Wan'er understood my feelings. Please don't reject me, okay?"
There seemed to be a kind of magic in Shen Zixuan's words. Meng Wan found it difficult to refuse and had to nod.
"Okay, thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen."
“Still calling you Fellow Daoist Shen?”
Shen Zixuan was dissatisfied, "It sounds a bit strange."
Meng Wan blinked shyly and said in a whisper, "Brother Zixuan."
Shen Zixuan felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. "Let's go. I'll go with you to pick out some useful things."
Meng Wan nodded happily and pretended to look around, but did not pick anything.
"Anyway, I have Brother Zixuan to protect me. It doesn't matter whether I buy these things or not. I have Brother Zixuan as my only concern."
Upon hearing this, Shen Zixuan couldn't help but be slightly moved and looked at Zhang Wan'er with a higher regard.
I thought she would take the opportunity to go on a shopping spree, but I didn't expect her to be so considerate of him.
Is this what it feels like to be a Taoist couple? It’s really... interesting.
Shen Zixuan savored the joy rising in his heart and took Meng Wan to the barter area.
He explained as he walked.
“Most monks would keep precious things for themselves, and if they couldn’t use them, they would barter for other things.
Therefore, the things that appear here are rarer than those in the Spirit Stone Trading Area."
Meng Wan nodded with a look of apprehension, "Brother Zixuan knows so much."
Shen Zixuan smiled slightly and asked calmly, "Since you come from an aristocratic family, you shouldn't be completely ignorant of these common sense things."
Meng Wan hesitated to speak, "Brother Zixuan, you don't know. My father said that female cultivators are too violent and violent, so he ordered me to stay in the clan and practice hard. I'm not allowed to go out unless necessary."
Shen Zixuan immediately understood that Zhang Wan'er was being used as a tool for marriage.
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