Black Peony Pavilion
"Auction?" Lan Xianghan was somewhat tempted. She had lost a lot of treasures after being hunted down last time and was worried about having nothing to protect herself. It would be nice if she could find one or two good ones.
Qianluo thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
The hotel owner and pawnshop owner downstairs also saw the message from the sky. One scratched the soles of his feet, not caring at all, while the other squinted his eyes, full of calculations.
The Black Peony Pavilion is the trading center of the black market. The black market is already a mixed bag with people coming and going, and the trading center is even more full of hidden talents. If you are not careful, you will face a catastrophic disaster.
Therefore, the auction set a most basic threshold: only Jindan cultivators can participate, and those in the foundation building and Qi training stages are not allowed to participate. Offending people who should not be offended is not something that low-level cultivators can bear.
Qianluo and Lan Xianghan easily got the invitation, changed their appearance, and went to attend.
Holding black gold-stamped peony flowers, which were exquisite and elegant, they followed the instructions and came to an aerial loft. Unexpectedly, the Peony Pavilion was built in mid-air. It had seven floors and was glittering with jewels. It was majestic and conspicuous.
It seems the person behind this is comparable to the Taiyin Group, openly recruiting wanted criminals, ruling the land, and isolating themselves from the outside world. As long as they don't step out of the black market and don't get caught, they can be safe in the black market.
This is the power of the black market.
Now, castles in the air, wanted criminals at the Jindan and Yuanying stages have all arrived, the sky is filled with peony fireworks, and everyone in the three districts can see and talk about it.
"Are you selling items here?" Lan Xianghan was worried that there were not enough spirit stones, so she called a foundation-building waiter over. The waiter nodded and led the two to the cabinet to talk.
The corridor was extremely quiet along the way. There were monks in every room, but no sound could be heard. It seemed that there was a soundproof formation set up here.
The foundation-building waiter stepped back and closed the door. There was a self-service machine inside the door with a sign saying "Put it in yourself". Someone would assess the price. If the item could be traded, the green light would be on, otherwise the red light would be on.
Lan Xianghan took out the Water and Fire Fairy Plate and the Snow-Treading Stone Net. These two items were high-level magic weapons and were of no use to her now. She just wanted to exchange them for spirit stones and auction a self-defense treasure.
There were two "ding dong" sounds, and the traffic light flashed continuously. A minute later, the light turned green. Lan Xianghan was delighted: "Although there is still a 10% handling fee, the treasures obtained at the auction can be discounted by 9.5%."
Since coming out, Qianluo has also decided to find a magic weapon for self-defense, so she stuffed a bottle of Bu Tian Dan into the self-service machine, and after a while, the light came on.
"Dear guests, please take a seat in the private room on the sixth floor. The auction is about to begin."
"good."
The three of them went up to the sixth floor. Before they even entered, they could feel the cautious scrutiny and unscrupulous peeping. In front of them was an empty black circular platform. The auction host had not yet arrived. There were a bunch of Jindan cultivators around them, calling each other brothers and sisters, with superficial relationships.
Qian Luo and Lan Xianghan were wearing black robes that covered their figures, making it impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
However, these two auras were too unfamiliar, and it was obvious they were new. The other cultivators weren't surprised either: "The owner of the Peony Pavilion is a hermit master, openly challenging the Taiyin Group and taking in wanted criminals like us. He even announced his auction to the world. I bet the goodies at the auction must have attracted quite a few of the usually high-handed children of the aristocratic families!"
"That's right! They boast about technological advancement, but in reality, how can cultivation be separated from ancient techniques and mysterious totems? No matter how much technology advances, it only benefits low-level cultivators and mortals! To advance further, we need to obtain more powerful techniques and spiritual treasures!"
"Are there any goodies at this auction? I heard there's an incredibly rare Void Beast! It can span time and space! If I had this treasure, I could easily cross the Dead Sea, break the Nascent Soul Curse, and become a Divine Transformation cultivator!" The man was lost in thought, lost in his own fantasy. "By then, who else but me will be the number one in District Nine?"
"Li Er, wait until you become a Nascent Soul cultivator!" Someone scoffed at his daydreaming. If the Void Beast was really at the auction, why wouldn't the boss behind it be tempted? Who could resist the temptation of becoming a Divine Transformation cultivator?
"The legendary treasure is too far away from us, but I heard there might be a map to the Canglan Secret Realm!"
The man's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "The Destiny Fruit that predicts the future! It's the most valuable treasure in the Canglan Secret Realm! We cultivators are trapped in a corner. If we have the Destiny Fruit to guide us, we won't have to worry about not being able to ascend!"
"Hey, no matter who gets the secret realm map, we brothers will invite us to go there! So that we can broaden our horizons!" Several male cultivators laughed heartily, drank wine and ate meat, and fell into fantasy.
Qian Luo listened to their words and found the Void Beast quite interesting. It reminded her of Butterfly Grandma. It was because of the Little Black Cauldron that she was able to cross the space and go to her place.
She had already guessed that Grandma Butterfly was not in District 9, but was from another continent.
She had seen only a handful of cultivators from other continents, and Chi Zhao could barely be counted as one. He had migrated here with his parents and was not yet born at the time, so naturally he had no memories.
Destiny Fruit...
The future of her simulator was unknown. In fact, she always had a question in her mind: was the simulator made by a weapon refiner from a superior planet? This idea was ridiculous, but it was undeniable that there were other continents besides Tianyan Continent, and there were many superior planets above this planet. Superior planets were naturally inhabited by cultivators. They might be born at the Jindan or Yuanying stage, absorbing spiritual energy from the belly, thus achieving extraordinary cultivation.
Perhaps the simulator was a treasure from a superior planet, and had merged with her by accident. She just didn't know if its owner would come looking for it one day.
Thinking of this, Qianluo's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. If a person doesn't work for his own benefit, he will be punished by heaven and earth. If anyone insists on depriving her of her immortal cultivation simulator, no matter who it is, she will never allow it.
Unless there is something wrong with the Immortal Cultivation Simulator itself, she will not easily give up such a God-given plug-in!
"Qian..." Lan Xianghan called out several times, but the female cultivator did not respond, so she patted Qian Luo's shoulder.
Qianluo came back to her senses and put away the coldness in her eyes: "Let's go sit in the private room."
"Okay." Lan Xianghan nodded, then suddenly felt something. She turned around and saw two Nascent Soul cultivators coming in from the doorway. They were draped in black robes, obscuring their faces but not hiding their true cultivation.
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
"It must be a disciple from a large sect outside! Someone from the group company!"
The monks fell silent and stopped showing off their arrogance. In front of a real Nascent Soul cultivator, they didn't dare to speak loudly and walked away in disgrace, like a puppy running away with its tail between its legs.
Qian Luo took a quick glance and found that no one noticed anything unusual among the fleeing monks.
However, she was an early Nascent Soul cultivator, and with her and Lan Xianghan's simple disguises, they must have been seen through long ago. However, caution was the best course of action, and they probably wouldn't notice her.
"It's... them!" Lan Xianghan was distracted, with her beautiful eyes open, flashing with moist light. When she looked again, her eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred and pain.
Qian Luo's heart sank, and she quickly helped her into the private room. This place offered greater confidentiality, shielding it from the consciousness of Nascent Soul cultivators, so she didn't have to worry about exposing herself.
She quickly helped Lan Xianghan sit down. Seeing her angry face, she knew that the two Nascent Soul cultivators who came were related to the destruction of Linglong Sect: "Xianghan..."
"Xiao Luo..." Now, the scene of the tragic death of her master and fellow apprentice sisters still appeared in Lan Xianghan's mind. She would never forget this day!
"It's them! It's them!" She bit her lips and was furious, but she didn't dare to scream loudly. Instead, she lowered her voice and let out a painful hoarse sound from her throat.
"...Master..." She never shed tears easily, but every time she thought of her master's tragic death, her powerlessness and her miserable existence, her heart was filled with sorrow and she couldn't help herself.
Qianluo gently patted her back, only to feel her thin, protruding bones, so light, so fragile... Lan Xianghan had shouldered the hatred of an entire clan. How heavy and oppressive must this burden be. If she couldn't release it, one day, her inner demons would completely consume her.
"Who are they?" Originally, Qian Luo shouldn't have asked who the enemy was. As long as she asked, she would take responsibility to the end. She was a kind-hearted person, but also a nosy person. However, to be able to destroy the Linglong Sect so easily, it must not be someone with a simple background.
"No, I can't tell you!" Even though she was extremely tired, Lan Xianghan remained calm. She couldn't tell Qianluo! They were originally a friendship between gentlemen, and telling Qianluo the truth would be like dragging her into the water.
Qianluo is so kind, she will definitely not sit idly by!
Her master and fellow sisters are all dead, she can’t drag another innocent friend into this!
Qianluo sighed: "Okay, I won't ask anymore."
In fact, she came to the Upper Third District not only to rescue Lan Xianghan from the pursuit team, but also to find Qian Ruixue.
The best solution now is to find a suitable treasure to protect yourself.
The rest can be left to the Immortal Cultivation Simulator.
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The much-anticipated auction has begun!
The monks all sat up straight, stretching their necks, each one impatient. A handsome, tall, and imposing male cultivator in a black and gold Taoist robe appeared. He was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
"My fellow Daoists, thank you for your patience. Now, let's move on to the first item of this auction!"
Everyone waited eagerly, wondering what the first lot would be. After all, both the first and last lots are highly anticipated. The first one fuels anticipation for the auction, while the last one serves as the grand finale, its importance undeniable.
If the first lot is mediocre, then there is no need to look at the rest of the lots.
"The legendary Void Beast and the rare Canglan Secret Realm map are either just gimmicks or the real deal! So, what kind of rare treasure will be the first item to whet our appetite?"
"Yes! With the advancement of technology, the once rare seventh-grade infant-forming pills are no longer a surprise. There are equivalent psychic chips. Comparing the two, the psychic chip is a one-step process and has no elixir toxins. Although it's expensive, it can be purchased in major shopping malls and at self-service machines. Seventh-grade alchemists often resort to trickery and networking to barely refine them, and they have to provide their own materials!"
"As technology continues to develop, one day these alchemists will become street beggars. Today's talisman masters have become street art sellers, hahaha!"
Everyone laughed at the alchemists and talisman makers who were once so high and mighty. They said the grapes were sour because they couldn't eat them. However much they laughed at them, it couldn't hide the fact that they simply didn't have enough spirit stones to buy the Infant Forming Pill or the Nascent Soul stage spiritual energy chip.
"Ding Ding——" The clear sound of chimes rang in my ears.
"The first item to be sold is—"
"Life-extending pill!"
Everyone was shocked!
"What! Longevity Pill!" As everyone knows, the Longevity Pill is an eighth-grade pill, and there are not many eighth-grade alchemists in the entire District Nine. Even if there are eighth-grade alchemists, they may not be able to refine the pill, because refining the Longevity Pill requires an important spiritual plant, which is the ginseng fruit that only bears fruit once every thousand years!
Ginseng fruit is as hard to find as destiny fruit, and both are equally precious. The former can prolong life, and the latter can predict the future. They are the treasures that monks dream of!
Ginseng Fruit and Destiny Fruit have only been seen in a few secret realms. Every time they appear, they attract all parties to get ready to move!
No matter how technology develops, there will always be an end to it; no matter how new the metal is, it will eventually rust.
Even though humans are the most advanced creatures in the world, able to learn, evolve, and control the course of history, they will eventually die.
The only way is to take over another body and exchange it for a new one, but taking over another's body requires the right time, place and people. If you are not careful, your soul will be scattered.
There are too many disadvantages to possessing another body, the most fatal of which is that one can only possess another body once. If the new body dies again, it will no longer be able to possess the new body.
Therefore, as the first item to be sold, the longevity pill is qualified.
The host chuckled and carefully untied the black satin. All the lights were turned off, leaving only a cool and soft light shining into the square glass box.
A plump and round pill that exudes compelling spiritual energy lies quietly in a small black velvet box.
"This! Why is there no elixir pattern!" As everyone knows, elixirs of grades 1 to 9 will have elixir patterns, proving their grade. However, this longevity elixir actually has no elixir patterns, which makes the cultivator puzzled.
"I've never seen the butterfly mark on it before!"
Qianluo's heart skipped a beat. How could this be possible? She tried her best to control herself. How could Butterfly Granny's longevity pill be here? Could it be that she had just taken the wrong pill and mistakenly thought it was the Heaven-Repairing Pill?
She immediately closed her eyes and looked inside her storage bracelet. The eight longevity pills were neatly arranged, not a single one was missing!
Grandma Butterfly gave me a total of 10 longevity pills, one to Qingshu, and one to exchange for simulation points. How come she appeared here!
Could it be...
Butterfly Grandma has come to Tianyan Continent?
"Because fellow Daoist, please don't be anxious. Let me explain slowly. This elixir is not an eighth-grade elixir, nor a ninth-grade elixir. It is an immortal elixir above the ninth grade!"
"The original eighth-grade longevity pill can extend life by a hundred years, but this pill can extend life by a thousand years!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the monks became furious.
"Nonsense! How can you prove what you said is true? What if we buy it and find out it doesn't extend our lifespan when we're about to die? We can't find your people!"
"Yes, how can you prove that this is a genuine immortal medicine?"
The host smiled faintly and clapped his hands. "This elixir was accidentally acquired by our Pavilion Master. To prove its authenticity, a cultivator took it. This cultivator was in the early stages of Core Formation at the time, nearly five hundred years old. With nowhere else to turn, he sought refuge with the Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Master showed mercy and rewarded him with this elixir."
"Five hundred years have passed. To ensure the authenticity of this experiment, this cultivator has not advanced to the Nascent Soul stage in the past five hundred years."
"At this time, he was nearly a thousand years old and was only a Jindan cultivator."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white-haired old man walked in tremblingly. He was indeed a Jindan cultivator.
"Fellow Daoists, please take out your own bone age testing tools and give them a try. You will know if it is true after one test."
"Our Peony Pavilion's elixirs are genuine and of fair value, and we honor them with honesty and integrity!"
"After this auction, the Pavilion Master will gift him a Nascent Soul stage spiritual energy chip. This will allow this fellow Daoist to live for another five hundred years! This is equivalent to the lifespan of a Divine Transformation cultivator!"
The host opened his hands, completely losing his composure, and spoke passionately, expressing his longing for this magic pill!
The old man walked past the private rooms one by one and came to Qianluo and Lan Xianghan's private room. The two of them checked and found that what he said was true.
“This is actually true!”
"An immortal-level longevity elixir!"
"Does the Peony Pavilion have any other elixirs?!"
"Is the elixir something from the Immortal Realm? Could it be that the grand prize item at your Peony Pavilion's auction is related to the Immortal Realm?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cast heated glances at him.
Fairyland! That's where the immortals live! There must be countless treasures!
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