Cheng Zongyang looked at the stall owner, trying to suppress the excitement in his voice. "Can you tell me where in the Profound Origin Secret Realm this came from?" he asked.
The stall owner glanced at Cheng Zongyang, confused. "Why do you ask?"
Cheng Zongyang shook his head. "Just curious. What's the price for this?"
Hearing him ask for the price, the stall owner smiled. "It's just an ordinary Bronze Tripod. One Spirit Stone will do."
Cheng Zongyang was rather surprised that the stall owner didn't try to raise the price. After taking out a Spirit Stone and giving it to the man, he asked again, "Did this come from some kind of temple?"
The stall owner was astonished. "How did you know?"
He had seen Cheng Zongyang produce the Spirit Stone from thin air and also noticed the Storage Pouch at his waist, so he knew the other party was a Cultivator. Cultivators couldn't enter the Secret Realm, which made him curious about how Cheng Zongyang knew so much.
