Qingyang Market.
Qin Ming was somewhat absent-minded as he walked down the street, recalling the words of Shopkeeper Liao earlier.
Once the price of spirit rice drops, it means that his income will be significantly reduced.
This directly affects his speed in earning spirit stones.
His mind was constantly pondering, and he even began to feel agitated.
Just then.
A large circle of cultivators had gathered around the announcement wall at the road ahead, pointing and discussing something.
Usually, there were cultivators watching the announcements here, but it was his first time seeing so many.
"Could something have happened again?"
Qin Ming couldn't help but be curious and joined the onlookers.
On the top of the wall, there was a very conspicuous red bounty notice, its paper was twice as large as the others around.
There were no portraits on it, just descriptions of a five-person bandit group, specific features unknown.
