Yang Qingxuan immediately sat on the mountain peak and slowly merged the Taiyi Jun Yuan Portrait into his body. Then, he circulated the Chaotic Mysterious Gold and smeared it on the surface of the portrait. It flew into his Dantian and was held by his second primordial spirit.
The second primordial spirit's eyes shone brightly as he circulated his technique. A wisp of indistinct energy poured into the treasure portrait and suppressed its aura.
Then, the second primordial spirit held the treasure portrait with both hands and sat cross-legged.
Yang Qingxuan then stood up and sighed. He sped up and flew toward Wulingyuan.
The news of the robbery at the auction had already spread throughout the city. Everyone in the streets and alleys were talking about it, and the stories were vivid and vivid.
Yang Qingxuan ran straight to the auction venue. He realized that the number of patrolmen had more than doubled and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
After arriving at the auction venue, the area that had been damaged by Hong Lin had almost been repaired. Inside, the auction was still going on. In the huge main hall, various cultivators were conversing with each other. It didn't look like it had been damaged at all. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
After Yang Qingxuan showed his identity, the guard was shocked and immediately led him to a luxurious private room. Zi Xin and everyone from the Purple Divine King's residence were inside.
When Zi Xin saw him, she only said lightly, "You're back?"
Yang Qingxuan replied with a "hmm" before he found a chair and sat down.
Zi Yan said in shock, "Brother Qing Xuan, you're injured?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Just a light injury. I'm fine."
Zi Xin said, "Who injured you?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "I accidentally hurt myself."
Everyone frowned. They knew that Yang Qingxuan was deliberately hiding it. But since he was unwilling to say, they didn't force him.
Zi Xin said, "You're back at the right time. The auction on the top floor has ended. Your remaining six solar disks will be auctioned on the eighth floor tomorrow. After it ends, there will be an exchange of items for martial artists of Four Stars and above. If you have any good items, you can take them out for exchange. But basically, it will be bartering. Star Bright Stones will not be accepted."
Yang Qingxuan grunted and asked casually, "Is Divine King Qingsheng alright?"
Purple Heart said, "I won't die. My divine body was broken. Fortunately, Great Divine King came to save me in time. Otherwise, even if my life isn't in danger, my cultivation might be in danger. Right now, the Great Divine King has brought him into seclusion. "
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with surprise. "That's good."
Looking behind Zi Xin, at Zi Xia, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating with an indifferent expression, he noticed that Zi Yan and the others seemed to be consciously maintaining a certain distance from Zi Xia. There seemed to be a layer of fear and fear in the atmosphere between the sisters.
Yang Qingxuan could not help but feel astonished. Could it be that Zi Yan and the others did not know Zi Xia's true strength? Back in the Selfless World, Zi Xia had displayed extremely terrifying strength. Could it be that she had been keeping a low profile all this while in the Divine King's Manor? Did Purple Heart Divine King know her true strength?
There were several question marks in Yang Qingxuan's mind. However, this was not something he should be concerned about, so it was inconvenient for him to ask. He also sat cross-legged and circulated the Formless Rulai's Original Vows Sutra to continue nursing his internal injuries.
The next day, a Divine Race maidservant walked into the room and knelt before Zi Xin. She kowtowed and said respectfully, "Lord Divine King, the eighth floor's auction is ready. We respectfully invite the Divine King to come."
Zi Xin said, "Understood."
Yang Qingxuan and the others came out from their cultivation and followed the maidservant to the eighth floor.
The auction hall was not big and could only accommodate a hundred or so people. Every seat was very spacious and comfortable to sit on.
The room was arranged in a circular shape. All the chairs surrounded the original auction platform in the center.
People entered one after another. All of them were emitting powerful auras.
Yang Qingxuan, Zi Xia and the others had just sat down when they saw Yuwen Zhan and a dozen or so wives walking in one after another. Both sides glanced at each other. Immediately, sparks flew in the air, causing the atmosphere to become oppressive.
Zi Xin said, "Everyone, pay attention. Something happened before. If anyone dares to cause trouble now, no matter who it is, they will all be killed!"
Her voice carried an unquestionable coldness and killing intent. The martial cultivators in the hall were all shaken. Then, they slowly calmed down and sat down obediently.
No one dared to ignore the Divine King's warning.
Especially after the incident just now. Now, the Divine Kings were suppressing a fire in their hearts. If they did not give face now, they would hit the head of the spear.
Yuwen Zhan and the dozen or so wives found seats and sat down.
Among the people who came, Yang Qingxuan knew Dongfang Jiamu, Mo Yansheng, and a few more familiar experts. Zu Changcun, Shi Tianhan, and Lin Bahuang were also there.
Dongfang Jiamu looked around the hall and walked straight to Yang Qingxuan's side. He warmly greeted, "Qingxuan, we meet again."
Yang Qingxuan did not dare to be arrogant. He cupped his fists and said, "Greetings, Lord Dongfang Jiamu."
Dongfang Jiamu smiled and said, "No need to be so polite."
The two of them exchanged pleasantries, but it immediately caused a wave of speculation. Everyone whispered in low voices. After all, their identities were not simple. One was the brother of the Eight Domain Heavenly Kings, the other was the most famous young man.
Yuwen Zhan and the dozen or so wives did not look too good.
Yang Qingxuan was originally a country bumpkin from another domain. If they wanted to deal with him, it would be a piece of cake. But later, when they found out that the Divine King of Violet was protecting him, Yuwen Zhan was already very unhappy. Now that he found out that the Dongfang Family and Yang Qingxuan's relationship was not bad, Yuwen Zhan was even more furious.
If the Divine King of Violet was protecting Yang Qingxuan, then it was pardonable. But now that the whole world knew that he and Yang Qingxuan were enemies, Dongfang Jiamu actually dared to chat with Yang Qingxuan in front of him. It was obvious that he did not put him in his eyes.
Yuwen Zhan sat there sulking. Feng Xuanxuan hurriedly comforted him, "Husband, you don't have to be angry with a country bumpkin and an old man. When you become the Eight Domain Heavenly Kings, you will naturally show them who's boss."
Yuwen Zhan snorted, "What a joke, do we still need to wait for that day? Let's not talk about Dongfang Jiamu, how can Yang Qingxuan live for so long?! "
Feng Xuanxuan smiled and said, "That's true. Yang Qingxuan offended you, husband, so he won't live for long."
Her face was full of love and tenderness. Only then did Yuwen Zhan's expression become better.
Many people saw the situation and sneered, "Although Yuwen Zhan is a King, he's only a King. Does he really think that he's a Saint Lord or a Heavenly King? Dongfang Jiamu is the real brother of a Heavenly King. Even if you're a Heavenly King, he won't be afraid. Besides, he's just a kid. It's hard to say if he can become a Heavenly King. "
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