The fact speaks louder than eloquence. As the two clashed their longswords in front of everyone, the audience below was truly enthralled, followers gathered like clouds.

The equipment of these loose cultivators needs upgrading; apart from risking their lives for opportunities, the most reliable method is to buy.

This Western Region merchant laid out longsword after longsword, and it wasn’t long before he sold over a hundred swords.

In this place, the demand is exceptionally high.

Wang Xiaoya stood at the back, joking, "If I knew these magical weapons were so popular, I should have stockpiled more back then; now I’d be rolling in money."

Long Fei chuckled and, once the crowd dispersed, approached the Western Region merchant and asked, "Do you have any more swords?"

The merchant, sorting through his things, shook his head and said, "Dear customer, I’m out for now. Come back in two days!"

Long Fei asked him, "You’ll have more swords in two days? That fast?"

The Western Region merchant replied, "Of course, there’s a dedicated teleportation channel to the Western Regions in Chang’an City. I just need to bring money back, purchase more, and return."

Long Fei laughed and said, "Indeed, it’s good business."

He took out some wine, poured a cup for the Western Region merchant.

The merchant hesitated, unsure whether to drink.

Long Fei took a sip first, then placed a True Immortal Sword at his side and said, "Rest assured, I’m not trying to take advantage of you. There are some things I’d like to inquire about."

The Western Region merchant glanced at the sword; as a seller of magical weapons, he naturally knew its value.

Knowing Long Fei’s extraordinary background, he dared not offend him, raised the cup, and took a sip, immediately praising, "What kind of wine is this? It’s delicious!"

Long Fei smiled lightly, "You’re lucky. This is our Central Earth’s Peach Wine. A sip cures all ailments, two sips grant longevity!"

"Peach?"

The Western Region merchant evidently recognized its preciousness, staring at Long Fei in disbelief.

Long Fei asked, "Earlier, you mentioned Olympus – what’s the story there? Do your divine spirits all reside on it?"

The Western Region merchant nodded, "Yes, they are our highest gods. They embody wisdom and strength; they are the source of light, guiding us to the future."

Long Fei raised his brow, "Is there among your divine spirits one named Zeus?"

The Western Region merchant stared at Long Fei for a while, astonished, "How do you know? A Heavenly God! In the East, few know about the divine spirit Zeus."

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, maybe we’ve stumbled upon the birthplace of mythology.

Seeing a shared topic with Long Fei, the Western Region merchant pulled up chairs, invited Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya to sit, and poured their Western Region wine generously, "Honored friends, have you visited our West?"

Long Fei shook his head, "No, but I’ve heard a few things, so I’d like to ask about the real situation there."

Wang Xiaoya curiously asked, "Do you have countries in the West now?"

The Western Region merchant said, "Of course we do, and just as vast as your Great Tang Empire. Our country’s called the Greek Empire, with the capital in Athens. It’s the dwelling place of the divine spirits, residing on Mount Olympus."

Indeed, that’s it.

Wang Xiaoya and Long Fei shrugged, unamused.

Long Fei asked, "Earlier, you mentioned the return of your divine spirits? What’s the matter with that?"

The Western Region merchant glanced around, speaking with some caution, "It’s a state secret; if I tell you, don’t share it with others. We have prophets in Greece, who say when darkness veils the earth, the spirits will return, saving us believers."

"Darkness veils the earth?"

Long Fei raised his brow, "What kind of darkness?"

The Western Region merchant shook his head, "I don’t know. It’s said to relate to ancient disasters. Those who dwell underground will rise, assault human cities. Then, the world will fall under demon rule."

Wang Xiaoya listened curiously, "Does your king have any response strategies?"

The Western Region merchant said, "Of course, the king has already dispatched emissaries to seek allies against the coming darkness. I hear the Elf Tribe and Dwarf Tribe have received the king’s summons and intend to unite with humans."

Long Fei nodded, stood up, and gave him a bottle of Pill, "This conversation was enjoyable, I hope to visit your homeland someday."

The Western Region merchant accepted the item, quickly poured out a pill, and exclaimed in surprise, "Of course, of course. My name is Hilman, what is your name, customer?"

"I am Long Fei."

Long Fei handed him a Message Conch, "This device allows for communication. If you need anything business-related, I will call you."

"I understand, I understand!"

Hilman appeared obsequious, never having seen someone so generous.

He realized this person must hold significant status in the Eastern Empire.

If he builds a connection, it will be useful in the future.

He knows about the Message Conch; he also carries one for communication with companions.

Usually, Eastern cultivators use Transmission Jade for contact.

Its transmission distance is vast and convenient, but it requires Eastern spells, which he doesn’t understand.

After Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya left, Wang Xiaoya curiously asked, "Earlier, did you understand what that person was saying?"

"Understood it somewhat."

Long Fei nodded, brows furrowing deeply, "I thought this world had no Demon Calamity, but it seems the entire Human Realm is connected."

Wang Xiaoya said, "I also heard it as Demon Calamity, but it seems there isn’t any movement here yet."

Long Fei said, "Perhaps there is, only some people don’t want to let it out, so everyone pretends it doesn’t exist!"

Wang Xiaoya nodded, held his large hand, and said, "No matter what, I’ll stay with you. Even if we die, we’ll die together."

Long Fei patted her head, laughing, "What’s this talk of dying? With me here, we’ll be fine."

They did a round here, and as night fell, returned to the Princess Mansion.

Princess Taihua had been practicing sword all day in his yard, drinking five or six pots of tea.

Of course, all the tea was poured by Long Yu’er.

This Miss of the Long Family really wanted to smash the teapot and leave but held back, staying put.

When Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya returned, Princess Taihua immediately approached them, happily smiling, "Master, Madame, you’re back?"

"You’ve practiced earnestly; I’ll reward you with a gift."

Long Fei produced a clay figurine as a gift to her; he bought it earlier at the cultivators’ market.

The clay figurine has an echo feature; when you speak, it mimics what you say.

Princess Taihua was unexpectedly delighted, accepted the small gift, her face blooming with joy.

She came to her senses and hurriedly introduced to them, "I forgot to tell you, Little Yu came to be your maid."

Long Fei had noticed Long Yu’er all along, this girl blushing while holding a tea cup standing beside, evidently bullied enough by Princess Taihua.

Princess Taihua laughed softly at her, "Master’s back, so I won’t take advantage of you here. You can chat slowly, I’ll go take a bath!"

She happily left with Little Diee, leaving the yard to Long Fei.

Long Fei led Wang Xiaoya inside and sat down, then ordered the standing Long Yu’er, "Come in!"

Long Yu’er frowned tightly, holding the tea cup, blushing as she walked in.