Nie Tian was shocked because he saw the Beacon King's seal.
He was curious to know who this black-robed old man was among the two sects, four banners, and eight protectors.
However, he couldn't sense the old man's true strength with his current strength, so he couldn't deduce his identity.
"Kid, have we really never met before?" The black-robed old man frowned as he looked at Nie Tian. He seemed to have sensed that something was amiss and asked again.
"Senior, I'm very sure that this is our first meeting." Nie Tian smiled and nodded.
He didn't want to reveal his identity at this time.
"Sigh, whatever." The old man's brows were tightly furrowed. In the end, he simply waved his hand and didn't think about anything else.
He sensed a familiar presence inside Nie Tian's body, but he wasn't sure.
"Teacher, where did you go? Why did you only appear now?" Yi Mo asked curiously while looking at the old man.
"Brat, do you think that thing is easy to get?" The black-clothed old man said with a displeased expression, "For that thing, this old man almost lost his life."
"I see, thank you for your hard work, teacher." Yi Mo smiled awkwardly.
They stayed in the auction house for a while but didn't see anything interesting.
Nie Tian, on the other hand, talked with Yi Mo and the others about what had happened in recent years.
"What a shitty auction, there's nothing good, so boring!" After half a day, Yi Mo and Nie Qingwan's teacher, Gu Ling Wuji, seemed to be annoyed and said unhappily: "Let's go."
"Where are we going?" Yi Mo looked at Guling Wuji with a puzzled expression.
"To the ninth floor, of course." Gu Ling Wuji chuckled and said: "Do you think this old man will come here for no reason?"
"Uh …" Yi Mo didn't know what Gu Ling Wuji was doing here.
"Let's go, I'll show you what you like." Gu Ling Wuji grinned and walked towards the ninth floor.
Nie Tian and the others didn't say anything and immediately followed.
After a while, Nie Tian and the others arrived at the highest floor of the auction house, the ninth floor.
The auction house on the ninth floor was different from the auction houses below. There was no hall here, only a VIP room and a huge auction stage.
At this moment, two masked cultivators were fighting on the auction stage. Furthermore, it was an extremely bloody battle.
There were no large fluctuations on the auction stage. The two martial artists were fighting fiercely. They were competing on their Martial Bodies.
"Hmm?" When Nie Tian saw this, his eyes narrowed and his expression changed. He said in a Cold tone, "Is this an auction or a martial arts arena?"
"It's about the same." Gu Ling Wuqi smiled bitterly and said, "This is the highest level of the Vast Cloud Auction House. Of course, the items being auctioned here are not ordinary. Instead, they are some talented cultivators."
"Look at the two warriors on the stage. They are both Martial Slaves. This is a battle of life and death. If they lose, they will be killed immediately."
"What if they win?" Nie Tian frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"Even if they win, they will still die." Gu Ling Wuqi shook his head and said, "There is a powerful restriction on the auction stage that oppresses the Martial Slaves' Primordial Meridians. They can only fight with their physical bodies. This kind of battle can show the Martial Slave's Bloodline Power. "
Nie Tian looked sullen and asked in a Cold tone, "Those Martial Slaves who win will be bought and nurtured, right?"
"Hehe." Gu Ling Wuqi looked at Nie Tian and smiled strangely. He said, "You are thinking too simply. Those Martial Slaves who win will end up worse than those who lose. They will indeed be bought, but they will not be used to nurture them. They will be used to refine Bloodline Elixirs. "
"Bloodline Elixirs?" Nie Tian's eyes darkened when he heard these words. He asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"
Gu Ling Wuqi frowned and paused for a moment before explaining, "If these Martial Slaves win, it proves that their Bloodline Power is very strong and they are valuable."
"They will be bought by someone and then the people at the auction house will absorb their Bloodline Power and refine them into special Bloodline Elixirs. As for those who bought them, they wanted the Bloodline Elixir. "
"After consuming this Bloodline Elixir, apart from increasing one's strength, it can also enhance one's Bloodline Power."
"Those people are after the bloodline power of these Martial Slaves."
Gu Ling Wuqi sighed after he finished speaking.
"So that's how it is!" Nie Tian's face sank after hearing Gu Ling Wuqi's words. His eyes turned cold.
These people are too vicious. They dare to use the Bloodline Power of others to refine Elixirs. Isn't this a Human Elixir?
Using humans to refine Elixirs is simply inhumane!
"Die!" At that moment, a low roar was heard from the auction house. A Martial Slave threw a punch and sent another Martial Slave flying.
The Martial Slave twitched a few times on the ground before he stopped moving. He died a horrible death on the auction stage.
Following that, a Martial Artist in green appeared on the auction stage and announced, "Everyone, you can start bidding."
Next, the various VIP rooms competed with each other. In the end, after the Wu Slave was won, he was taken away.
"These people are not human!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and his face was filled with killing intent.
"Young man, this is the world of Martial Arts. The strong rule. It will never change." Gu Ling Wuqi looked at Nie Tian and smiled bitterly, "Even if you are dissatisfied with some things, you can only watch."
Nie Tian's face darkened and he clenched his fists tightly.
He was too weak and did not have the ability to change all the injustices in this world.
However, even though he was used to seeing death, he still could not accept the Human Core before him.
"Senior, are you here for the Bloodline Elixir as well?" At that moment, Nie Tian looked at Gu Ling Wuqi and asked coldly. A Cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I told you, you can't change anything," Gu Ling Wuqi replied coldly when he sensed Nie Tian's hostility.
Nie Tian's eyes were cold and his face was extremely cold. He was speechless for a long time.
So what if Gu Ling Wuqi was here for the Human Core? Even if Gu Ling Wuqi did not win these Martial Slaves, they would be won by others.
"Everyone, this is the most important moment of the night. Let's welcome the Rebel Dragon Physique!" At that moment, the Martial Artist on the auction stage announced in a loud and excited voice.
"Rebel Dragon Physique?" When Nie Tian heard these words, his eyes trembled and his expression changed.
"The Rebel Dragon Physique is here!" At the same time, Gu Ling Wuqi's eyes narrowed as he exclaimed in surprise.
He had come here to wait for the Rebel Dragon Physique!
Following that, a badly mutilated figure appeared on the auction stage. His four limbs were shackled by iron chains, and two of the chains had pierced through his shoulder blades.
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