Although A Yao was wearing a veil, she was accompanied by a stunningly handsome man like Nangong Qi, and behind her were two Nangong family elders at the Void Refinement stage and more than a dozen Nascent Soul stage guards. It was impossible for her to keep a low profile.
The guards at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion that day, upon seeing Nangong Qi and A Yao, one a Nascent Soul cultivator and the other a Core Formation cultivator, walking ahead of the Void Refinement stage experts, immediately clasped their hands respectfully.
"Please come in, distinguished guests!"
Those at the Nascent Soul and Spirit stages who can stand ahead of experts at the Void Refining stage are naturally the most direct descendants of a great cultivation clan. This young man in white has the appearance of a celestial being. Just which sect or which great cultivation clan does he belong to?
As soon as Nangong Qi and Ayao stepped into Tianbao Pavilion, many eyes turned to them, including several divine senses from the Refinement stage.
The two elders of the Nangong family walking behind them also released their divine senses, completely isolating themselves from the probing divine senses. They even secretly exchanged divine sense blows with an old monster in the Void Refinement stage. Those people were just curiously testing the waters, so after a brief, clandestine exchange, they withdrew their divine senses.
Nangong Qi was unaware of their confrontation, but A Yao's divine sense was already at the late stage of the Integration Realm, so how could she not know?
One of the divine senses bypassed the two elders of the Nangong family and headed towards A Yao with malice. A Yao snorted coldly in her heart, released her divine sense, and the malicious divine sense was reflected back, and it was reflected back with twenty times the power.
Somewhere on the top floor of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, a middle-aged man shrouded in a black robe suddenly trembled and coughed up blood.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
How could that be?
This person is a demonic cultivator from the Eastern Region, whose Daoist name is Xue Lingzi. Xue Lingzi possesses the cultivation level of the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm and is one of the inner elders of the Blood Luo Sect in the Eastern Region. He is lecherous and frequently abducts young and beautiful female cultivators for sexual exploitation; countless women have fallen victim to his cruelty.
Although A Yao was veiled, her temperament and figure were undeniable. Xue Lingzi, skilled in yin-yang cultivation, immediately recognized A Yao's intact yin essence. A female cultivator at the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, still a virgin, he was instantly aroused.
Although he saw the two elders of the Nangong family, he still wanted to use his divine sense to see through A Yao's face under her veil. If she was a stunning beauty, he would find a way to kidnap her.
It was just a test of divine sense. Even if the two Void Refinement stage experts following behind him noticed, so what? They wouldn't necessarily fight him over something like that, would they?
But to his surprise, his divine sense rebounded twentyfold, causing him to suffer a severe blow.
How is that possible?
Is this woman hiding her cultivation level?
Is she in the late stage of the Void Refinement realm?
Such powerful divine sense was likely from a peak late-stage Void Refinement cultivator, and his face immediately turned deathly pale. But he quickly regained his composure. He had only wanted to observe the other person's face; even if the other person was angry, it wouldn't warrant coming to kill him for that reason, would it?
This person must have come to Tianbao Pavilion to auction off treasures. If I leave now, the chances of him following me to silence me are slim.
He was about to get up and leave when he heard a soft hum.
The sound seemed to ring in his ears, making the hairs on his body stand on end. A sense of crisis, unlike anything he had experienced in thousands of years of cultivation, enveloped his entire body. His eyes widened, his eyeballs seemed to bulge out, and his eyeballs were instantly filled with blood vessels.
An invisible force immobilized his entire body. Under the control of that force, he felt as if a ferocious beast had opened its mouth behind him, but he could not move his body at all.
Suddenly his body and limbs began to twist, and his whole body was twisted into an unbelievable shape like a pretzel.
His spine was broken, his neck was broken, and all the bones in his hands and feet were broken. He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. His mouth was open, and blood kept gushing out.
Fear, utter fear.
Fear overwhelmed him; his twisted body shriveled up, turning him into skin and bones.
Finally, this skin and bones seemed to have lost a thousand years in an instant, weathering into powder.
His primordial spirit, like his flesh and blood, has vanished without a trace.
Because he was in a private room, it didn't cause a commotion, and no one knew that a master at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm had been killed.
In the private room next to his sat a man dressed in a magnificent black robe.
The man looked very young, with long, jet-black hair cascading down his back. He was extremely handsome, and his amber eyes occasionally flashed with an eerie red light. He leaned lazily against the carved soft couch, holding a jewel-encrusted wine glass in one hand, gently swirling the red wine inside.
The man in the black robe was none other than Lou Munan.
It was he who killed the Blood Spirit Child.
After his last battle with A Yao, the remnants of Xu Fengzhi's consciousness within him seemed poised to resurface and grow stronger, forcing him to retreat into seclusion for several months to suppress that consciousness. However, the first thing he did upon emerging from seclusion was to relentlessly search for any trace of A Yao.
Upon closer inspection, Lou Munan found A Yao on the Nangong family's floating ship, chatting and laughing with Nangong Qi, which infuriated Lou Munan.
This fickle, promiscuous woman, who seemed hurt by him before, is now flirting with another man.
On one hand, he felt angry and wanted to kill Nangong Qi immediately and kidnap and imprison A Yao. On the other hand, he felt that it was not like him to be so easily swayed by a little girl.
He didn't love Lu Xueyao, and even if he did want to possess her, there was no need to get angry over such a thing. Recalling everything he had done after taking Xu Fengzhi back, not a single one of them was normal.
Damn it! It's still the residual consciousness of the clone. Damn it, why is that guy so persistent?!
At that moment, he felt murderous intent towards A Yao. Once he killed her, killed this little girl, he would be normal again.
He had followed A-Yao all the way to this grand gathering in Jianan, and had even entered Jianan Mountain before her. All the way, he had been thinking about how best to kill A-Yao, and also that Nangong Qi. He couldn't let them die too easily; he had to torture them severely.
Ayao, Nangong Qi, and the others had come specifically for the highest-level auction on the top floor. They arrived at the top-floor auction hall, which was divided into two parts: the first floor had regular seating, and the second floor had private rooms.
After Nangong Qi revealed his identity, a cultivator respectfully led A Yao and the others to a private room on the second floor.
The private room was quite spacious, and A Yao, Nangong Qi, and the two elders of the Nangong family took their seats one after another.
The private rooms all have excellent views, and you can see the huge auction platform floating below when you look out.
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