Xuanzhi Continent is an ordinary continent among countless continents in the myriad worlds.

In the vast and boundless world map, it is as inconspicuous as a star hidden in the Milky Way.

However, during this period, the entire continent became bustling with activity as numerous forces poured in, disrupting the peace of the past.

Meanwhile, in Xuancheng, the main city of Xuanzhi Continent, a lively atmosphere of discussion permeated the streets and alleys.

Inside the teahouse, a storyteller was recounting strange tales with great enthusiasm, but the tea drinkers below were not listening. Instead, they gathered in small groups, discussing the upcoming auction with great interest.

"Have you heard? This auction is incredible! They're auctioning off the Heavenly Grade medicinal herb, Nine Yin Cold Grass!"

"Tch, you're only finding out about this now? This news has been circulating in Xuancheng for days. I heard that many powerful figures from other places have come here specifically for this auction. It's rare to see such exciting events in Xuanzhi Continent. This is going to be quite a show!"

"That's right. I've also heard that even the major families in Xuancheng are secretly preparing to compete at the auction. As for us ordinary folks, we can only watch the excitement from the sidelines."

"It's said that only saints are qualified to enter that auction. It's said that this auction is of extremely high standard, and it's likely that only high-ranking saints can get a good seat."

Sigh~

Upon hearing this, everyone could only sigh in despair, as the existence of a Saint Realm expert was still far too distant for them.

After all, the three tribulations to become a saint are not something that ordinary people can overcome, nor does everyone have the courage to face them with a do-or-die spirit.

These three tribulations are like three towering mountains, blocking the path to sainthood for all cultivators. If one successfully overcomes them, one can emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, standing above millions of people, looking down upon all living beings, and enjoying the respect of countless people.

However, if they are not careful and fail to transcend the tribulation, all that awaits them is the annihilation of their bodies and souls.

It's no wonder that when people hear about the power of a saint, they can only sigh and lament how unattainable the saint realm is.

......

Outside the teahouse, a figure dressed in a tightly sealed black robe heard these words and his deep pupils flickered for a moment. Then, without lingering, he walked straight toward the auction house in Xuancheng.

The streets were bustling with people, but the man in black robes seemed to be detached from the world, exuding an aura of incongruity that made those around him unconsciously keep their distance.

He walked quickly and soon arrived at the entrance of the auction house, which attracted the attention of many people.

The auction house's doors were tall and imposing, crafted from fine iron, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Several guards stood at the entrance, holding long guns, their expressions stern, their eyes warily scrutinizing everyone who approached.

As the man in black robes approached the door, a guard took a deep breath, forced himself to step forward, and forced a stiff smile, speaking as politely as possible:

"Distinguished guest, I am truly sorry. According to the rules of our auction house, please show your identification. I hope you will not take offense."

As he spoke, he secretly sized up the man in black robes, feeling uneasy, since no one could be sure whether the man in black robes was a saint with an eccentric personality.

However, those who came with confidence were most likely powerful individuals at the Saint Realm. But since the higher-ups had given a strict order and set such a rule, he, as a guard, had no choice but to obey.

Upon hearing this, the man in the black robe stopped and looked up, his eyes hidden beneath the hood, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere became so tense that it was suffocating.

After a moment, the man in black robes slowly raised his hand, and in an instant, a supreme aura was revealed without warning.

This oppressive force was like a raging torrent, pressing all the guards present firmly to the ground.

The guards stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with terror. Under this powerful pressure, they had no strength to resist and could only let themselves be pressed to the cold ground, their foreheads pressed against the stone slabs, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

At this extremely tense moment, a figure rushed in from inside the rankings.

A sprightly old man suddenly appeared before the crowd, bowed deeply to the man in black robes, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and spoke with a hint of fear in his voice:

"Honorable guest, please calm down. We were the ones who were offended. We hope you will be magnanimous and forgive us!"

After the old man finished speaking, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he dared not even breathe.

It clearly hadn't expected that the Nine Yin Cold Grass would attract such a being; logically, it shouldn't. However, it wouldn't be foolish enough to ask. In any case, it would just continue the auction as instructed.

As for other matters, he would not overstep them without authorization.

The man in black paused slightly, then a deep voice came from under his hood:

"It's alright, I don't want to cause trouble, you know what to do, right?"

This is a way of telling myself not to talk too much...

The old man instantly understood the black-robed man's meaning, nodded hurriedly, and his face was full of humble smiles:

"Rest assured, esteemed guest, I understand and will keep this a secret."

After speaking, the old man straightened up as if he had been granted a pardon. Upon hearing that the man's voice was male, he hurriedly summoned a woman of exceptional beauty.

The woman was dressed in a light blue gauze dress, with a graceful figure, a beautiful face, and a clever look in her eyes.

She moved gracefully to the man in black robes, bowed slightly, and said in a clear voice:

"Sir, this way please."

The man in black nodded and followed behind the woman, walking steadily into the auction house.

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