“The highest quality talismans and pills of this bubble world can be found here.”

Lilith’s words were astonishingly simple and carried none of the air of a proper saleswoman. What it did have was a shockingly sharp qi behind it that tore through the air, carrying her voice for hundreds of kilometers.

Dyon didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at her words. She was clearly stirring trouble again. Dyon hadn’t had any intention of advertising, he was going to simply sit in place until others came to him. But the hyperactive Lilith didn’t seem to have this patience in her.

Dyon could only shake his head, his eyes flashing with a golden light as he formed a stall of precious star grade Soothing Root. In line with the fondness of nature elves had, the root weaved to life like a gorgeous work of art, making it stand out.

Star grade materials might have been more frequently seen on the immortal plane, but that didn’t change the fact it was quite expensive for a star segment of this level.

That said, this wasn’t the reason why it was all so shocking… what shook them to the core was that Dyon was capable of forming this expensive material… from thin air!

“Innate aurora!”

The words shook the bazaar unlike anything before had.

‘What a troublesome girl…’ Dyon thought to himself bitterly. ‘… Now I’ll probably have to deal with all those protocols earlier than I wanted to. If not for that, I probably could have lasted a while first.’

It was only common sense that not just anyone could set up a stall and do business here. There was paperwork to fill out, taxes to pay, vetting processes to pass through…

‘It’s fine, I’ll just be a spoiled young master for once. I’d like to see them try to make a prince of the elven clans follow rules.’

Dyon calmly sat behind his stall and closed his eyes in meditation, Saru and Lilith to his left and right sides, the latter of which was clearly trying to hide a happy giggle.

“Good sir, I would like to buy a few talismans, might I ask about the prices?”

Dyon nodded faintly, his eyes still closed. He seemed to have slipped into his role as a young master far too easily to claim to be someone who had never acted like this before. It was all suspiciously natural, causing Lilith to have an even harder time holding back her laughs.

“My prices are exactly ten times normal market value. I will create any talisman or pill you have needs for below the higher empyrean grade. The materials must be provided by you. Those are the rules.”

The man sucked in a cold breath, as did many others. Maybe if this young man wasn’t an elf and hadn’t exposed the legendary innate aurora, he would have been laughed off of Segment 232 entirely.

Still, as a few seconds ticked by with the man still struggling to decide, his face continuously grew redder.

“… Please don’t take offense, high elf. It’s only that I don’t have much money. Is it possible to see a sample of your work first…?”

It seemed to take the man all of the energy he had to eek out these words. He was nothing but a normal warrior of a Tier 1 legion. He had been conscripted like many others here as this star segment was his home. Running meant death for not only him, but his family as well.

If he could buy a talisman and a few pills from this high elf, it would be worth it if he could preserve his life. But if he was scammed… who was he to seek reparations from an offspring of a hegemon?

Dyon slowly opened his eyes, causing his aura to multiply many times over. In that moment, the bustling bazaar became eerily quiet. Some even looked toward the man with eyes of pity. Who asked to say something so foolish?

Dyon smirked. ‘High elf, is it…?’

High elf wasn’t a term used on the mortal plane since the elves had declined. As a result, there was little use to separating high and low elves. However, things were different on the immortal plane. The elves were flourishing so there was a stricter hierarchy between them. High Elves were the noblest of elves and had the most powerful bloodlines.

Since Jade had perfected her Eostre bloodline, allowing her silver hair to become golden, her primordial yin of course gave Dyon the aura of a High Elf.

“Sure, why not.” Dyon suddenly said. “In fact, I will give you one talisman and one pill for free as long as you provide the materials.”

The man was astonished before his face turned flush with excitement.

“Yes, yes! I would like to ask sir to please concoct a void mending pill and a void shield talisman!”

Dyon nodded, accepting the man’s materials.

Both tasks were exceptionally difficult. It was clear that the man wanted to take advantage of the situation, but Dyon didn’t mind. After all, he hadn’t placed any restrictions on him.

A void mending pill was a special pill needed to deal with void qi related injuries. Void was incredibly difficult to dispel, so these pills were specialized concoctions targeted toward both healing injuries and dispelling said qi.

The void mending pill came in several grades, and judging by the materials this man gave him, he wanted a lower empyrean grade pill.

The void shield was a talisman that was useless outside of the void battlefield. It also had several grades within it that went by the same name. It harnessed void qi to form a shield of high potency.

It might have been useless outside the void battlefield, but on it, it was the most powerful life saving treasure one could have.

Dyon smiled and his soul qi suddenly surged. A powerful presence wafted out from his, suffocating the entire bubble world.