The extremely rich atmosphere of human life permeated the sky, eventually absorbed by the Daoist magic network to strengthen its power.
Li Zhirui strolled along The Great Tao; after a long while, he finally arrived at the shop selling the item he desired and walked in with great strides, asking: "Shopkeeper, do you have cloud brocade? I want the finest quality!"
"Of course, please, dear guest, come into the shop. We can discuss it slowly in the private room; there's certainly a pattern and style here you'll like." The attendant spoke enthusiastically.
The reason is simple: the finest quality of cloud brocade doesn't come cheap! This person is a major customer!
Yet unexpectedly, when Li Zhirui truly entered the private room, the first thing he said left the attendant unable to suppress his inner shock and wild delight.
Only to hear him say: "I want to purchase fifty bolts of the finest cloud brocade, does your shop sell it?"
