After becoming the emperor, Feng Qing finally found his own way.

From then on, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and within just three days, he had entered the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Feng Qing looked back at Jiang Deng with a gentle smile, "Peak Master, I know you're leaving. Please tell the Taichu Sword Sect that I won't be participating in the sect ranking competition, but I will still go to the Saint Maiden election."

Jiang Deng frowned slightly, "You're not planning to kill the Territory Master, are you?"

As expected, under Jiang Deng's gaze, Feng Qing nodded vigorously. "He is abusing his power for personal gain and choosing a saint. He must have bad intentions. Although my strength is low, if he is really chosen, I will do my best to eliminate this evil for the people!"

These words were powerful and there was no hesitation in Feng Qing's expression and words. It was obvious that she was saying her true thoughts.

Although Jiang Deng admired Feng Qing's idea, he still said lightly: "That's not necessary."

"Hmm?" Feng Qing looked puzzled.

"Because... he is my prey."

Jiang Deng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "He can only die in my hands! As for the Saint's election, don't worry. I will take your place and participate. Then I will find a chance to approach him and kill him."

Just one look at Jiang Deng's expression and you could sense the overwhelming anger and overwhelming hatred...

Although Feng Qing didn't know what Murong Feiran had done to offend the Peak Master, she didn't ask any further questions no matter how curious she was. Instead, she took out two porcelain bottles from her storage bag and handed them to Jiang Deng.

"...Peak Master, I'm still too weak, there's nothing I can do for you. These are the pills I hurriedly made last night, take them with you."

Jiang Deng took it without hesitation.

The two porcelain bottles contained both Xuan-grade lower-grade elixirs, one was the Hundred Herbs Pill for restoring spiritual power, and the other was the Recovery Pill for treating internal injuries.

Ten of each!

How could Feng Qing refine such a high-grade elixir overnight?

I think Feng Qing's alchemy skills have improved again after refining the Qingyu Strange Fire.

Jiang Deng put away the pills and called to Jiang Zhiling who was practicing beside him, "Feng Qing, let's go."

"Yes," Feng Qing nodded, "Peak Master, Zhiling, be careful on your journey."

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Bai'an City.

Bai'an City, where the Jinshi Auction House is located, is a city where monks settle.

Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling boarded the Spirit Snake Boat and arrived in the city in less than two days.

At this moment, they were walking through the streets of Bai'an City. The pedestrians along the way were at least at the Qi Refining Realm, and there were a lot of cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm. There were even quite a few cultivators at the Core Formation Realm like Jiang Deng.

In order to avoid revealing their identities when attending the auction, Jiang Deng took Jiang Zhiling to a shop selling Muli on the street, ready to buy two Muli to hide their identities.

“So many people…”

Jiang Zhiling stopped and looked at the crowded scene, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, these people are all here for the monthly auction at the Jinshi Auction House."

The shopkeeper explained, "The Jinshi Auction House's business is spread across the ten regions. I heard that the person behind it is very powerful, so the monks all trust it very much."

"The Jinshi Auction House even announced that if you buy a fake item from their auction house, not only will they return ten times the amount of spirit stones, but they will also give you a Heaven-grade spirit weapon as compensation!"

Jiang Deng nodded thoughtfully. She had never heard of this auction house in her previous life. It seemed to be a new one that had emerged in the past thousand years.

"Thank you very much."

After paying the spirit stones, Jiang Deng took two veils and gave one to Jiang Zhiling. This way, their faces were covered and others could not see their true identities.

The two followed the crowd and came to the Jinshi Auction House.

What appears before your eyes is a pavilion with an exceptionally gorgeous shape.

The pavilion has about three floors. The plaque above it reads "Jinshi Auction House" in five large characters. There is also a logo on the side, which is a hammer hitting a piece of gold.

It is derived from the idea that sincerity can move mountains and open up new horizons.

Jiang Deng took a look, then looked away and walked away.

Today is an important day for the auction. Because there are so many guests coming and going, there are several more waiters at the door who are responsible for greeting the guests.

Wang San was transferred here because there was a shortage of staff here.

Originally, his job was just to keep watch here at night, but now he was assigned to do this tiring work that required a smile on his face. He was already in a bad mood, but he couldn't afford to offend so many powerful monks, so he could only suppress his dissatisfaction and greet them with a smile.

"Please come in, guests!"

After seeing off a powerful cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm, Wang San turned to look at the new guest, "Sir, please..."

However, what came into view were two people whose faces could not be seen clearly, but it was obvious that they were both women. Seeing this, the smile on Wang San's face immediately disappeared.

"Get out! We don't serve women here." Wang San drove her away angrily.

"Um?"

Jiang Deng looked confused, she thought she might have heard it wrong.

Ever since she entered the Jindan realm, few people discriminated against her because she was a woman. But what was wrong with this person? Did he forget his brain at home?

Wang San continued to say disdainfully, "Women can't practice cultivation, so why are they coming to the auction house? You're not going to buy anything, and it will only bring bad luck to our Jinshi Auction House. Get out of here!"

"Oh!"

Jiang Deng sneered and released her Jindan realm pressure without saying a word. After some training, her cultivation had reached the middle stage of Jindan realm.

A powerful pressure came, and Wang San, who was only at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, was immediately pressed to the ground.

"If I can't practice, then what are you?"

Wang San's face flushed crimson, and he yelled at the top of his voice, "Someone come! Someone's messing up!"

Swish swish——

In just a moment, a group of thugs rushed forward and surrounded Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling.

These dozen thugs were all in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and they were staring at Jiang Deng with vigilance. They mastered a formation that could exert a force stronger than their own. Even if their opponent was a cultivator in the Core Formation Realm, they were still able to fight!

"You guys think you can challenge me..."

Remembering that Jiang Deng had said something about hiding her identity before coming here, Jiang Zhiling had no choice but to swallow the word "sister" that she was used to saying and continued, "You have to get past me first!"

Jiang Zhiling did not draw her sword, but her whole body was already filled with the chilling sword intent.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the scene was somewhat tense.

"stop!"

A female voice sounded.

The crowd around them automatically parted, and a woman in a purple dress came slowly over. She had a dignified and elegant appearance. Although she had a gentle smile on her face, her strength was not weak at all.

He is actually a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan realm!

Song Yayue smiled and looked at Jiang Deng. "What grudge do you have with our Jinshi Auction House? Why did you choose to cause trouble on the day of the auction?"

"What a coincidence, I have a question too."

Jiang Deng didn't explain. She took out the invitation letter Ying Ziru had given her from her storage bag and asked calmly, "Your servant said women can't enter the auction house. Is there such a rule?"