"Are you selling the demon core? I have a Demon Moon Heart from a thousand-year-old demon moon demon."
Upon hearing Qi Wu Yan's words, the crowd immediately burst into joyful laughter, swarming to surround the bald elder with a barrage of offers.
Seeing the situation, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, instantly realizing that this place seemed predominantly occupied by the Alien Race, while the Human Clan was quite scarce.
After easily tearing apart a rule-breaking demon beast in the Nascent Soul Realm, Qi Wu Yan walked towards Zhao Sheng, grinned nonchalantly, and said, "Bai Mei, don't be afraid! We always follow rules here; just don't cause trouble. Whether human, demon, or monster, we warmly welcome everyone."
"Brother Qi, is this place mainly run by the Pi Xi Clan? Those stall owners seem quite wary of you," Zhao Sheng asked with a hint of curiosity.
