93: Chapter 93

"The reception service at Linglong Pavilion is actually quite good," Chen Xuan praised.

There was no instance of receptionists looking down on others as one might imagine, but it made sense. This was the cruel cultivation world; if a receptionist dared to be snobbish, they would likely have been sent into a Myriad Soul Banner long ago.

After all, if they accidentally offended someone, it would not only tarnish Linglong Pavilion's reputation but could also bring unmerited wrath upon them.

"Revered Master, is that where the auction is held?" Mu Wanqing rested her hands on the carved railing outside the private room, looking down at the center of the main hall.

Chen Xuan followed her gaze and saw a square high platform that was particularly eye-catching.

"The private rooms on the second floor are specifically for guests holding silver tokens," the female guide added timely as she saw Chen Xuan's gaze fall on the platform. "The rooms on the third floor are even more spacious and elegant, offering a view of the entire auction hall; those are for guests with golden tokens."

Chen Xuan nodded slightly upon hearing this and sat down by the table.

Xiao Yun said somewhat awkwardly, "I've made a fool of myself before Senior... I'll use Spirit Stones to have them clear out a room on the third floor immediately."

Chen Xuan waved his hand. "No matter, I'm just here for the excitement. It's the same wherever we watch."

As long as they weren't in the crowded throngs on the first floor, Chen Xuan saw no need to go through the trouble.

Seeing that her Revered Master seemed to be in the mood for a drink, Xiao Lingxian obediently sat to the side. She reached out with her slender hand, picked up the white jade flask on the table, and poured a cup of wine for Chen Xuan.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, there was finally some movement on the platform below.

Xiao Yun reminded them, "It seems the auction is starting."

Following that, a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious robes with an extraordinary temperament slowly appeared on the platform.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he scanned the audience. His voice rang out like a great bell: "Fellow Daoists, welcome to our Linglong Pavilion auction! Today, we have prepared many rare treasures for everyone, and we will surely make your trip worthwhile!"

After the host's pleasantries, the first auction item was presented.

"Blood Soul Pill. It's actually a Blood Soul Pill!!" Xiao Yun's expression turned solemn. Just who had refined this?

Mu Wanqing asked curiously, "Senior Xiao, what is a Blood Soul Pill?"

Xiao Yun took a deep breath and explained, "This is a Medicinal Pill that borders between the fifth and sixth grades. It can stimulate a Cultivator's potential, temporarily increasing their combat power by thirty percent."

"So powerful!" Xiao Lingxian was slightly shocked.

Xiao Yun explained, "Refining this pill is extremely difficult. It requires the heart's blood and life essence of hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Anyone who refines such a pill is surely one who slaughters the innocent."

"To think the first item of this auction would be this inhumane Blood Soul Pill."

Before long, this bottle of Blood Soul Pills was sold for a price of 100,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

The second auction item was a fifth-grade elixir: Soul-Devouring Essence-Solidifying Pill.

In another pavilion, two Black-robed Persons watched the scene at the auction, their lips curling up unconsciously.

One of them spoke in a cutesy voice, "Brother Tang Sa, the price the Blood Soul Pill sold for far exceeded our expectations."

Tang Sa's lips curled into an arc. "It's just something refined from the essence and blood of some trash, yet these fools are scrambling for it. The real show begins when the 'Blood Essence Soul-Sustaining Pill' goes up for auction!"

"However, with such a large harvest, we can consider buying some earth-rank magic treasures. Xiao Tu, when the Heaven-Chosen Grand Ceremony begins, I will take you away from this Central Region to see the broader reaches of the Profound Realm."

"Mm-hmm, Xiao Tu will listen to Brother Tang Sa."

Watching bottle after bottle of Medicinal Pills being sold, Xiao Yun gritted his teeth. "To refine so many evil pills, I wonder how many Cultivators the person behind this has slaughtered."

Chen Xuan inquired, "How many Cultivators in this Central Region can refine fifth-grade elixirs?"

Xiao Yun shook his head. "There are seven that I know of, but they never refine such wicked pills."

"Then it's likely an Alchemist from another region."

While the two were talking, the auction continued in full swing.

"The next item for auction is this low-grade earth-rank Magical Artifact, the Overlord Spear. The starting bid is 150,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

Tang Sa's eyes lit up. He happened to be lacking a handy weapon, and this Overlord Spear was just right.

"160,000."

Another voice came from elsewhere on the second floor; it was a burly man at the Golden Core Ninth Layer.

"170,000!"

"180,000!"

"200,000."

The item instantly became a contest between the two.

Tang Sa frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Friend, this Magic Treasure is fated with me. Why not let me have it and we can become friends?"

The man refused without hesitation. "Fated with you? I'd say this Magic Treasure wants me to be its Revered Master. In an auction, everyone relies on their own ability."

"200,000. Are you still bidding? If not, this Magic Treasure is mine."

Tang Sa's face darkened, and he muttered, "Since you have a way that leads to death, don't blame me for being impolite."

In an instant!

A cold light flashed, and three silver needles appeared in Tang Sa's hand, quickly piercing through the burly man's body.

With a "thud!"

The breathless burly man fell from the pavilion, causing a massive commotion.

The host frowned and shouted angrily, "How bold! You dare to kill someone in my Linglong Pavilion!" His sharp gaze locked onto the pavilion where Tang Sa was, his hand resting on the Magical Artifact at his waist, ready to act at any moment.

Inside the pavilion, Tang Sa heard the angry shout and slowly stood up.

"I have no intention of offending Linglong Pavilion; it's just that this person was clearly set on opposing me, so I lost control." As he spoke, the Qi around Tang Sa surged, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of a Golden Core Cultivator suddenly erupted from his body.

"A... Nascent Soul Stage Expert!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Xiao Tu, standing beside Tang Sa, also revealed the pressure of a Nascent Soul Stage Expert.

"Two Nascent Soul Stage Experts... Could they be Elders from some Holy Land?"

"No wonder... no wonder they dared to kill someone over a disagreement; they are Nascent Soul Stage Experts. But why are the two of them on the second floor?"

Chen Xuan took a look using his Samsara Heavenly Dao Eye.

[Name: Tang Sa]

[cultivation base: Nascent Soul Second Layer]

[Spiritual Root: Peak-Grade Wood Spiritual Root]

[Physique: None]

[Aptitude: Already possesses a way that leads to death]

Judging by his age, this Tang Sa was likely twenty-seven years old. A twenty-seven-year-old at the Nascent Soul Second Layer had good Aptitude, but he was too sinister and ruthless, not suitable to enter my Dao Seeking Sect.

Although Chen Xuan was recruiting Children of Destiny, he wouldn't take just anyone.

If he were to recruit someone who disregarded all family and social ties, they might harm their fellow disciples in the future.

With a wave of his sleeve, Tang Sa sent a dark red Medicinal Pill flying toward the host on the high platform. "A Blood Soul Pill, consider it my apology."

The host accepted the Medicinal Pill and then said, "I hope Senior will not do this again."

There was no need to offend two Nascent Soul Stage Experts for a dead man, especially such young ones. Linglong Pavilion although had rules, rules were often not meant to restrict the strong.

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly; the one who refined the Blood Soul Pills was actually this person.

After this commotion, the auction continued, and Tang Sa successfully purchased the low-grade earth-rank Overlord Spear.

"The next item is a high-grade earth-rank pocket Flying Sword, especially suitable for Cultivators with Water Spiritual Roots. The starting bid is 400,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones." As the voice fell, a Flying Sword about half a foot long slowly appeared. Its body was entirely light blue, like condensed deep-sea ice crystals.

Mu Wanqing blinked her eyes, feeling that this Flying Sword was quite compatible with her.

"410,000!" Tang Sa bid without hesitation; this Flying Sword was suitable for Xiao Tu to use.

Chen Xuan glanced at his Eldest Disciple from the corner of his eye and said indifferently, "450,000!"