Different Tribes had different totem branding methods, and this place happened to sell a variety of such methods for a variety of prices. This shop instantly caught Meng Hao’s attention.
After careful examination, he found that most were relatively cheap, and were only designed for functionality, not for providing Cultivation base breakthrough.
After looking around for a while, he felt that he understood the city a lot better. About two hours later, he had managed to stroll through about half of the city, when suddenly, he stopped in place.
He had just sensed a bit of Demonic Qi coming from a shop nearby. After looking over, he was able to identify which shop; it was a place that sold totemic Sacred Ancients!
Perhaps a better way to say it was that these were incredibly powerful neo-demons that could be turned into totems!
Meng Hao’s eyes glittered, and he was just about to enter the shop when suddenly a man appeared in front of him. He was dressed like a scholar; this was none other than the man who had been speaking with Ou Yunzi earlier.
The man laughed and blocked Meng Hao’s way.
“Fellow Daoist, the things in this shop will be up for auction in seven days. If you want them, you can purchase them at that time.”
Meng Hao looked at the man with cold, glittering eyes. Without a word, he turned and walked away.
The middle-aged scholar’s pupils constricted. When Meng Hao had looked at him, the man had used Divine Sense to try to feel Meng Hao out. However, all the Divine Sense could make out regarding the black-cloaked man was rippling nothingness. It couldn’t pierce inside, not even the slightest bit.
“That man is very strange…” said the scholar, his eyes narrowing.
Meng Hao’s expression didn’t change as he walked through the city. However, deep within his cloak, his eyes gleamed with coldness.
“This place is pretty interesting. It seems almost everything is purchasable only at the auction…. Everything seems ordinary, but if you think about it carefully….”