Only those with a Great Desolate Eon bloodline could participate in the auction?
The style was really not ordinary high.
Ling Yu continued, "Even if you are a Sovereign Personage, without a Great Desolate Eon bloodline, you still cannot enter the auction. Even if you are worth more than a hundred million Spirit Jades and have mountains of Spirit Jades, you still cannot enter the auction without a Great Desolate Eon bloodline.
"Oh, right. If your bloodline is not pure enough and of poor quality, you will still be asked to leave."
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. "What does this mean? Bloodlines of the Great Desolate Eon's ten thousand races are rare in the first place. Furthermore, the bloodline's power is not diluted and pure enough. In that case, there will be even fewer bidders. Don't auctions need to be auctioned in order to earn more profits? "
Ling Yu's lips curled up. "Who knows? I heard that the master behind the auction has something to do with the Soaring Dragon Marquis's young master here. Perhaps he does not lack Spirit Jades. However, speaking of which, cultivators with sufficiently pure Great Desolate Eon bloodlines are either true inheritors of sects or Noble Clans. They will not lack Spirit Jades. "
This piqued Xiao Chen's interest. He smiled and said, "Never mind that. Bring me over to take a look."
After a while, the two stopped at the end of the street, in front of an ancient pavilion that was not very tall or magnificent.
Why did Ling Yu emphasize that this was an "ancient" pavilion? It was because aside from the ancient aura that this pavilion gave off, giving off an exceptionally heavy feeling, there was nothing special about it.
A signboard hung in front of the pavilion with the words "Soaring Dragon Pavilion."
The Soaring Dragon Pavilion in Soaring Dragon City. No one would believe that this pavilion had nothing to do with the master of the Soaring Dragon Great Realm.
"Martial Uncle, this is the place," Ling Yu said as he pointed to the signboard.
Ling Yu pointed at the signboard. At the main entrance, many people were queuing up to enter.
Those who wanted to enter had to undergo a strict inspection. They would be tested with blood, the might of the Great Desolate Eon's ten thousand races, and the light of the Great Desolate Divine Eyes.
"No way. The Astral Roc Race bloodline is only Grade 2. You cannot enter the Soaring Dragon Pavilion!"
A black-clad old man in front of the pavilion said expressionlessly to a young cultivator, urging him to leave quickly.
"Senior, how about you help me out? This time, I brought plenty of Spirit Jades to the Soaring Dragon Pavilion and wish to auction off a good Treasure Weapon!"
The black-clad old man said without giving Xiao Chen any face, "There are many other auction houses in Soaring Dragon City that you can choose from. You don't have to enter the Soaring Dragon Pavilion!"
"Old thing, don't be so stubborn, okay? I'm also a core disciple of a fourth-grade sect in the Canghai Islands. I came here because of your reputation. Can't I go in and take a look?"
"Impudent!"
The black-robed old man let out a cold snort and sent the so-called fourth-grade sect disciple flying with a gentle palm strike.
A Star-Venerate-level will of soul spread out from Xiao Chen's body, startling everyone.
Xiao Chen felt startled in his heart. The old man guarding the door looked unremarkable, but he was actually a Star Venerate.
"The Star Roc Race is one of the weakest races in the Great Desolate Eon. Furthermore, you only have a Grade 2 bloodline. How dare you behave atrociously in front of the Soaring Dragon Pavilion? You are truly reckless! Scram! "
With a cold shout, the young man did not dare to stay any longer and left with his tail between his legs.
After this scene, Xiao Chen discovered that the long queue had become much shorter.
It looked like many people who wanted to sneak in retreated and sneaked out.
Soon, it was Ling Yu's turn. He had entered once five years ago. Naturally, there were no problems, so he easily passed the inspection. Then, it was Xiao Chen's turn.
Ling Yu waited at the entrance for Xiao Chen. In his opinion, after Xiao Chen activated his Great Desolate Eon bloodline, the horrifying Dragon Might made the blood in his body tremble.
Passing the inspection would not be a problem. Ling Yu waited at the entrance for Xiao Chen.
Among the Great Desolate Eon bloodlines, the Dragon Race ranked in the top one hundred.
Although Xiao Chen's martial uncle could not possibly be a pure Six Colored Divine Dragon of the Dragon Race, he would not be far from it. Furthermore, the quality of his blood would definitely be very high.
It would definitely be at least Grade 5!
That black-clad old man glanced at Xiao Chen and said indifferently, "Drip your blood!"
Xiao Chen glanced at a small spiritual pool in front. When his blood dripped into it, it would materialize all sorts of mysterious phenomena.
If it were a Dragon Race cultivator, dripping his blood would definitely materialize the image of a dragon.
It would either be a pure Six Colored Divine Dragon or a lower-ranked True Dragon, like the Sky Dragon, the Flood Dragon, the Thunder Dragon, the Coiling Dragon, and so on. After that, the bloodline would be even thinner, and it would only be a false dragon bloodline.
It would materialize some strange-looking dragons. In name, they were of the Dragon Race bloodline, but in reality, they were not presentable at all.
Xiao Chen did as he was told, dripping his blood into the spiritual pool. "Boom!" Dragon Might spread out, making everyone's eyes light up.
"People of the Dragon Race!"
"The Dragon Race! That is an existence that ranks among the top one hundred of the Great Desolate Eon's ten thousand races!"
"How incredible! I see another heaven-defying outstanding talent of the Great Desolate Eon's hundred races."
Who knew, that black-clad old man also felt slightly startled. However, when he looked at the illusion that appeared in the spiritual pool, he frowned.
However, his brows furrowed. What the hell was that thing? It had green skin and a strange shape.
It does not look like a Six Colored Divine Dragon or the various True Dragons.
"So, it is a false dragon. There is no need to test the rest. You may leave. You cannot enter the Soaring Dragon Pavilion yet," the black-clad old man said indifferently.
The Dragon Race was also divided into various ranks. The three great Ancestor Dragons were the strongest, but the Ancestor Dragon bloodline was already extinct.
Now, the Six Colored Divine Dragons were the strongest, followed by the True Dragons, and then the various strange false dragons with the thinnest bloodline.
Of course, in the history of the Dragon Race, there had been some false dragon bloodline cultivators who turned the tables and became Heaven Dragons.
However, most of the false dragon bloodline cultivators were known as mixed-blood dragons within the Dragon Race. They would not have any status outside.
The black-clad old man considered himself very knowledgeable and knew the history of the Great Desolate Eon's various races like the back of his hand. With one glance, he determined that Xiao Chen was a false dragon.
However, that was a Blue Dragon!
It was once the strongest Seven Colored Divine Dragons. However, for the sake of saving the Dragon Race, nearly all of them went extinct in a crucial battle, disappearing for tens of thousands of years.
Now, everyone knew that the Six Colored Divine Dragons were unparalleled. Even Ling Yu, a disciple of the Grave Sea, knew about them.
However, no one had ever heard of the so-called Blue Dragon bloodline.
Xiao Chen felt speechless. However, this was fine. Even the black-clad old man could not recognize the Blue Dragon bloodline.
In that case, Xiao Chen could keep his identity a secret for a long time at the very least.
Ling Yu, who was at the door, felt shocked. This was completely unexpected. He exclaimed, "That's impossible. Senior, you must be mistaken."
The black-clad old man said sullenly, "This old man has interacted with the people of the Great Desolate Eon's Hundred Races before. How could I be mistaken?"
Xiao Chen waved his hand and smiled. "So what if it's a false dragon? However, shouldn't Old Sir give me a chance to see the rank of my bloodline first?"
The black-clad old man entered deep thought. Then, he nodded and said, "No matter how high the rank of a false dragon's bloodline is, what is the point? Let's go. There is no point in saying anything more. Don't blame this old man for doing things according to the rules! "
"Whoosh!"
Right after the black-clad old man spoke, Xiao Chen smiled faintly and opened his Great Desolate Divine Eyes. A resplendent golden light shot out from his eyes.
Xiao Chen's gaze, which contained the Divine Dragon's Might, met the black-clad old man's gaze, catching him off guard and entering the depths of his sea of consciousness.
The black-clad old man immediately felt his soul tremble, and he uncontrollably took two steps back.
When the black-clad old man recovered his wits, he looked at Xiao Chen, who had withdrawn his Great Desolate Divine Eyes, and revealed a horrified expression. He muttered to himself, "How can this be … How can the might of a false dragon be so frightening?"
Xiao Chen asked softly, "Senior, can I go in now?"
The black-clad old man was still somewhat confused, feeling doubtful and confused. He shook his head and said, "Go in."
As expected, Xiao Chen smiled faintly. Ignoring the gazes of the others, he walked over with large strides.
"Martial Uncle, that was close. I thought that you would not be able to enter," Ling Yu said as he heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he felt very doubtful in his heart. To think that Martial Uncle does not have a True Dragon bloodline but a false dragon bloodline. However, how did he clear the stage?
It would be strange if the might of the strongest Divine Dragon bloodline did not clear the stage.
Even if one was not very knowledgeable and could not recognize the Blue Dragon, the might of a Divine Dragon was real.
Xiao Chen smiled and did not say anything. The two entered the Soaring Dragon Pavilion.
The two immediately experienced a different scenery. It looked ordinary on the outside, but the decorations inside were extremely extravagant and resplendent.
Two maidservants with voluptuous figures in sexy clothes walked over and attended to the two.
"Martial Uncle, I'll just take a look first."
"Alright."
With the maidservants attending to the two, Xiao Chen did not need Ling Yu to lead the way. He also had things that interested him.
Xiao Chen asked the pretty maidservant, "Are there any ancient cauldrons for auction?"
"Yes. I'll bring you to the ancient cauldron zone. It's on the third floor." The pretty maidservant had a smile on her face. Her service was very thorough and polite.
When the two arrived at the ancient cauldron zone, the pretty maidservant moved to the side, obediently not disturbing Xiao Chen.
Since this was the ancient cauldron zone, naturally, all the cauldrons on display were ancient cauldrons. Furthermore, there were no restrictions on them.
One could look around to one's heart's content and check everything thoroughly.
It looked like the Soaring Dragon Pavilion's people were very confident in their security. They did not worry that someone would dare to cause trouble here.
There were not many people in the ancient cauldron zone. Right now, only Xiao Chen was there, making it seem especially deserted.
The second floor had Medicinal Pills, secret manuals, weapons, and tools, as well as some ancient and legendary items. Those were the most popular places.
Xiao Chen looked around, and surprise appeared on his face. Then, his gaze fixed on an ancient cauldron.
That was a square cauldron with ancient patterns carved on its surface. It looked exquisite but did not lose its weight.
"Dragon Pattern Cauldron!"
Xiao Chen felt somewhat surprised. Unexpectedly, he saw a genuine Dragon Pattern Cauldron here.
However, based on its aura, it did not seem ancient enough. It should be a Dragon Pattern Cauldron produced by the Dragon Race in the past one thousand years.
Xiao Chen did not know how it got leaked. Perhaps it was a reward from a Dragon Race cultivator. After the cultivator no longer needed it, he put it up for auction and spread it.
After all, it could not be considered a peak Dragon Pattern Cauldron.
"Young Master, are you interested in this Dragon Pattern Cauldron? This is a genuine item of the Dragon Race, not an imitation made by an outsider. It is the work of an Elder of the Dragon Race's upper echelon. Just this point alone makes it extraordinary, "a pretty maidservant explained to Xiao Chen in a gentle voice.
Xiao Chen took a look at the starting bid: five hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Jades. The final bid was one million Medial Grade Spirit Jades.
The price was rather fair. This Dragon Pattern Cauldron should be worth eight hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Jades. After all, it was a product of the Dragon Race.
However, it was already very expensive. Regular Cloud Sea Star Venerates could spend as much as three or four million Medial Grade Spirit Jades.
After all, they could not pawn off their treasures and weapons.
Not everyone could be like the Profound Light Temple, which had many believers and could take out eight million Medial Grade Spirit Jades to exchange for the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique's saber manual.
"This brother, aside from its value, whether a cauldron is good or not depends on who used it. This cauldron is definitely worth the price. In the special zone for ancient cauldrons, it can rank in the top three. "
Just as Xiao Chen was about to speak, an azure-clad man with a smile walked over. As he walked, a sharpness was hidden.
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows. This was a bladesman. Even though this person hid his sharpness, Xiao Chen could still sense it.
Furthermore, this person was an extraordinary bladesman.
When the azure-clad man got closer, he smiled and said, "Just like the saber in brother's hand."
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