The Saintly Forest Courtyard contained numerous ancient trees. The trees were so old that many of their barks had dropped off. Dried leaves fluttered about, covering the pavement in yellow, painting a bleak yet picturesque scene. The courtyard had thick spiritual energy, covering the place in a thick mist that only those at the Saint Realm and above could see through.

Upon sensing the pure energy in the air, Xiang Shaoyun gasped inwardly, What a fine place.

As he scanned the place, he saw that at the center of the courtyard was an empty ground. Countless dazzling treasures could be seen there, and a decent number of people were walking around as well. These were obviously the people here to trade for saint-grade objects.

Xiang Shaoyun slowly walked over. With his...