When Alaric Ye emerged from the Treasure Pavilion, it was already late at night. The sky was dotted with stars, and the moonlight bathed the ground like water.

For cultivators, the difference between day and night wasn't significant. The market was still bustling with people, and the crowd hadn't noticeably thinned.

At this point, Alaric's money pouch was considerably lighter. He had spent nearly two thousand spirit stones at the Treasure Pavilion. No wonder the beautiful senior sister had been giving him flirtatious glances; an ordinary inner disciple might not earn such a fortune in five years, yet Alaric had spent two thousand in one go.

Whether in the mortal world or the cultivation world, wealthy individuals always attracted the admiration of beautiful women, and Elijah Wang was the best example of this.