Black eats black eats black eats black

After a long while, Mo Zuili sighed and turned to face the old woman.

He took out a jade bottle and a bag of spirit stones from his Sumeru Ring and threw them out, saying, "A talisman. And tell me more about this auction."

The old woman caught the pill, confirmed it was a fifth-grade pill, then put the jade bottle into her storage ring and took out a black wooden token from her pocket.

Mo Zuili took the token, which was shrouded in extremely heavy demonic energy.

The old woman weighed the spirit stone in her hand, her gaze shifting several times as she looked at Mo Zuili before finally returning to its initial expression. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "This auction was spearheaded by the Xie siblings; few people know about it. Auctions are all the same. High-ranking demons, demonic cultivators, and all sorts of outsiders mingle; the highest bidder wins. But..."

The old woman paused, then said in a sinister tone, "...Even without a high price, the auction can still be a testament to the power of the bidder."

Mo Zuili wanted to ask more questions, but the old woman didn't know much about the Xie siblings. After asking around for a long time, Mo Zuili only knew that at least one of Xie Yuli and Xie Shuangxing would be attending the auction.

Mo Zuili rubbed the Sumeru Ring with her fingertips, her brows furrowing even more tightly.

The siblings Jie Shuangxing and Jie Yuli are inseparable in the novel.

The two cultivate special techniques, and together they have an effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Now that the news of Chu Qing and Jiang Kunyue coming to the Demon Realm to find them has spread like wildfire, do these two still dare to act alone?

Something's not right, something's really not right.

Mo Zuili calmly condensed a wisp of spiritual power and used spatial power to send a message to Qi Shuyan.

Only then did he turn around and follow the old woman.

Since receiving the spirit stones, this old woman hadn't stopped walking. She took increasingly secluded paths, and the demonic energy in the alleys grew stronger, making it rare to even see low-level demonic cultivators. It seemed as if she was deliberately leading them to deserted areas.

Alarm bells rang in Mo Zuili's heart. Could it be that he had acted too extravagantly and aroused the old woman's wicked thoughts?

As they drew closer to the Tower of Broken Souls, Mo Zuili couldn't help but ask, "Is Dian Pai inside the Tower of Broken Souls?"

The old woman didn't even turn her head: "Outside the Soul-Severing Tower. The Soul-Severing Tower isn't a place you can just enter casually, but if you want to try, I won't stop you."

Mo Zuili raised an eyebrow, full of doubt, and continued walking.

They were taken to a cave outside the Tower of Broken Souls.

"Inside here?" Mo Zuili stood at the cave entrance without moving, scanning the area with her divine sense. She sensed that the demonic energy inside was mixed with spiritual power, as well as the aura of many cultivators. It didn't seem like a place that rips off tourists.

The old woman finally turned around, her cloudy eyes sweeping over Mo Zuili: "There's a hidden world inside. I only took you inside after I took your spirit stones. Otherwise, sending you here would have been enough."

You're quite honest, huh?

Mo Zuili gritted her teeth. She was already here, and besides, Chu Qing had given her a life-saving charm; she wouldn't die.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Zuili stepped into the cave, where a cold mist carrying a damp, fishy smell rushed towards her.

After following the old woman for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the path was winding and twisting, and they encountered many demonic cultivators along the way.

Mo Zuili dared not relax. Every time she turned a corner, she used her spiritual power to leave a mark in the cracks of the rocks, for fear of forgetting the way back.

Just as the faint sound of metal clashing against metal came from ahead, the path suddenly widened, and the moment Mo Zuili stepped out, the view opened up before her.

This is a funnel-shaped cliff, with many huge rocks, each about ten feet wide, embedded in the cliff face. The rocks are covered with scarlet velvet carpets, and set with jade tables and cushions, like private rooms.

The bottom of the cliff was brightly lit, and a black stone platform was set up in the center, clearly for auction purposes.

"We've arrived." The old woman stopped at the edge of the cliff and pointed to the boulder. "Once it starts, just find an empty rock to sit on. Someone will bring you the bidding paddle. That's all I have to do."

After saying that, the old woman didn't say another word. She turned around and walked back, her hunched back quickly disappearing at the end of the path.

Mo Zuili stood still, glancing at the cultivators sitting on the boulder.

Most of them were wrapped in black robes so their faces couldn't be seen, and a few of them seemed to have the aura of demons.

It's quite lively.

Before the auction officially began, Mo Zuili slowly descended the stone steps beside the cliff, deliberately choosing a stone platform at the innermost side, hidden in the shadow of the rock wall, so that she could see the auction stage below but would not be easily noticed.

Mo Zuili sat down cross-legged, her gaze sweeping around, wondering if the Xie siblings would really come here.

If she had previously suspected the old woman of having ulterior motives, seeing this grand display now, Mo Zuili's vigilance was greatly reduced.

This place definitely took a lot of effort to build; it couldn't have been completed overnight.

After memorizing the layout of the surroundings, Mo Zuili reached out and picked up the folded booklet on the stone platform, unfolding it.

A catalog of auction items, much more comprehensive than the thin page the old woman had given us before.

As time went by, more and more cultivators came in along the path, and the stone platform gradually filled with people.

Mo Zuili tried to send a message to Qi Shuyan using a sound transmission talisman, but found that as soon as the spiritual power was injected into the talisman, it was dispersed by an invisible force.

Mo Zuili raised an eyebrow. There's a spatial restriction here.

Is this really not a conspiracy by the Xie siblings? Using an auction as bait to lure cultivators from various races, then sealing off the space to capture them all in one fell swoop?

Just as they were making wild guesses, a light suddenly lit up on the black stone platform below.

An old man in a cloak, his back hunched, slowly walked onto the stage. Without any opening remarks, he began: "The first item up for auction is a bone knife, capable of cutting through the protective spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator. Starting bid..."

It truly lives up to its reputation as a black market auction.

After several items were auctioned, the starting price for each one was no less than one hundred high-grade spirit stones.

With a "let's watch the show" attitude, Mo Zuili symbolically raised her sign twice and casually snapped up two small items.

A black jade talisman that can conceal demonic energy, and a sixth-tier pill refined by a pure-blooded demon using demonic energy.

There are very few demonic alchemists. Pills are inherently difficult to refine, and the violent demonic energy can easily destroy the alchemy furnace. Ordinary demonic alchemists need to add some spiritual energy to neutralize the pills. Pure demonic pills like these have an alarmingly high failure rate and are simply not available on the market.

Mo Zuili thought of taking a picture and showing it to Chu Qing for study.

I'll take it for a fixed price of one thousand high-grade spirit stones.

It wasn't until a glass bottle was brought out that Mo Zuili's gaze truly turned serious.

"Phoenix Perch Elixir nourishes damaged meridians, making it twice as effective for those undergoing reconstruction. It also strengthens the foundation of one's foundation, and is especially beneficial for those with demon bloodlines. Starting bid: one thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

Mo Zuili brought enough spirit stones from the Mo family, as well as several bottles of high-grade pills given by Chu Qing, enough to make her roam freely in the Demon Realm's black market.

Just as I was about to raise my sign, a voice came from next door: "Three thousand high-grade spirit stones."

It was a boy's voice; I wonder if it was disguised using some kind of transformation device.

Mo Zuili raised an eyebrow and announced loudly, "Four thousand."

Adding two thousand spirit stones directly shows that they are determined to get it; they wouldn't have raised the price if they weren't in a hurry.

After all, this is the Demon Realm, and it's hard to say whether the things we photographed can be successfully taken out.

"Four thousand five." The young man paused, then added another five hundred.

Just as Mo Zuili was about to add three thousand in one go, the old man on the stage suddenly spoke up and said loudly, "We have received news of the whereabouts of True Monarch Danzun in the Demon Realm. We will sell it together with Phoenix Perch Liquid, and the highest bidder wins."

Mo Zuili opened her eyes wide, wondering where her master was!

The others at the scene were also taken aback by this sudden turn of events, causing a slight commotion.

The old man on the stage, as if receiving a telepathic message from someone, added, "His whereabouts will not be auctioned separately to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Since the news of Chu Qing's arrival in the Demon Realm to search for someone spread, many cultivators have come to the Demon Realm seeking medicine.

Those who can attend this auction are not ordinary cultivators. Phoenix Perch Liquid is not only a sacred product that nourishes the meridians, but it can also save lives in cases of cultivation backlash and meridian damage.

Even if the information is wrong, taking a picture of it won't be too much of a loss.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, some people in the audience couldn't contain themselves any longer.

A cold, assertive female voice, carrying an undeniable air of authority, held up a sign and announced: "Six thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Mo Zuili frowned. Why did this intelligence have to be sent along with Phoenix Perch Liquid?

The boy who initially competed with him was still holding up his sign: "Six thousand five."

A cold female voice followed up: "Six thousand eight."

This price already exceeds the value of Fengqi Liquid.

Mo Zuili sneered, but she wasn't short of money, so let it go if it exceeded the limit.

"Seven thousand." Mo Zuili raised her sign.

The competition among the three reached a fever pitch. The owner of the cold female voice looked over in the direction of Mo Zuili's voice, her black robe revealing only half of her chin.

Mo Zuili had an inexplicable feeling that she was being watched.

A cold female voice raised the price: "Seven thousand one."

Mo Zuili wanted to keep up, but suddenly found that a trace of demonic energy was wrapped around her wrist holding the cards.

Mo Zuili was startled and tried to get rid of the demonic energy, but as soon as she used her spiritual power, she was controlled by another force and could not speak.

The old man on the stage struck the gavel three times.

Phoenix Nest Liquid was sold for 7,100.

"Very good."

Mo Zuili chuckled softly. If someone insists on walking right into her trap, then she won't blame her for double-crossing them.

After the event, guided by the staff, Mo Zuili took the items she had purchased, left the cave, and headed straight for the mountain path.

That person could use underhanded tactics at the auction, and Mo Zuili, who has contact with the demon, monster, and human races, naturally has a whole host of tricks up her sleeve.

After marking the person, Mo Zuili followed the mark.

Mo Zuili followed at a distance, intending to send another message to Qi Shuyan before making a move. Although she didn't know if the information was true or false, she hoped that Chu Qing and Shen Ling would leave that place.

Because the message was delayed for a while, before Mo Zuili could make a move, she saw the woman in black robes being stopped by a golden light that suddenly shot out from the side.

“A bet is a bet, the highest bidder wins. I’m not someone who can’t take a loss, but it’s wrong of you to use dirty tricks, isn’t it?” The man held a compass, its needle gleaming with gold.

Mo Zuili raised an eyebrow; this voice belonged to the young man in the auction.

The woman in black robes was stopped, and without saying a word, she waved her hand and threw out several bone spikes.

Seeing that the woman in black robes and the owner of the young voice were already locked in combat, Mo Zuili quietly took two steps back, concealing his aura, which seemed to suggest that he was sitting on the sidelines watching the fight.

Since they're both thinking of taking advantage of each other, Mo Zuili doesn't need to worry about morality or ethics. It's best to wait until they're both exhausted before making a move to pick up the scraps.

The young man's voice and aura suggested he was human, and Mo Zuili felt that the compass resembled a magical artifact from the Yuan family.

Seeing the golden light from the young man's compass pierce the woman, the woman in black robes staggered backward, looking like she was about to lose. Just as Mo Zuili was about to activate her spiritual power to rush out, she suddenly felt an abnormal spatial fluctuation.