The fish market business was one that was full of fishy smell during the summer, and then when the weather grew cold, it instead became damp and cold. Even though it was the same riverside, East Port Town’s fish market where there was water splashing everywhere was much colder than the other riverside areas in East Port Town.

Early in the morning, Xu Sheng who had just walked out from his family’s shop, about to get on his fishing boat to see if he could find anything fresh and beneficial to his cultivation, heard that someone from a merchant company was waiting for him outside the fish market.

Ever since he unknowingly released a bit of a outstanding presence, others learning that he already became a cultivator, the amount of people who came to seek him out appeared in an endless stream.

In the world of cultivators, there seemed to be cultivators everywhere, but in this ordinary world, cultivators were like rare spiritual mountains hidden deep among the other mountains; everyone knew they existed, yet they were fleeting like smoke and clouds, existences very few could truly encounter.

Xu Sheng originally planned to continue just like before, have others help him refuse them, but the fish trader who reported to him said that this merchant company told him that as long as he heard a single sentence, he definitely...