Inside the auction hall of the Qi Zhen Pavilion.
The atmosphere in the main hall was frozen for a moment because of Ling Xian. But because of the next few items, the atmosphere became lively again.
The sixth item was a Talisman, named the Talisman of Piercing Space. It allowed the user to travel through space in an instant and escape. It was a rare escape technique.
This item was extremely valuable. Possessing it was equivalent to possessing a life-saving ability. Therefore, many cultivators fought over it. In the end, it was won by the City Leader, Ye Xiao Tian, for the price of 47,000 spiritual stones.
The next few rare treasures each had their own magical effects. They were not inferior to the Space-Breaking Talisman. All the powerful cultivators in the City of Qing chased after them fervently. It was obvious that the auction was a great success. Many cultivators in the City of Qing had never seen treasures that they had never seen before in their entire lives. Today's auction was an endless stream of treasures.
But none of this had anything to do with Ling Xian. Playing with the porcelain teacup in his hand, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with curiosity. "Mistress Gong's background is not small. The Revitalization Dan, the Flower of the Nine Revolutions, and the Talisman of Piercing Space. Every single one of these items is a rare treasure. In a small place like the City of Qing, they could be the last items to be sold.
"Elder, you are flattering me. Though these items are valuable, you only bid once and won the Flower of the Nine Revolutions. The other items are not worthy of your attention," Gong Suo Xin said proudly. Gong Suo Xin's face was full of pride. This was her first time here and she wanted to establish her reputation. Therefore, she put in a lot of effort and took out some of her treasures to auction off. Coincidentally, Ling Xian had caused a ruckus at the Qi Zhen Pavilion and attracted the attention of all the powerhouses in the City of Qing. Therefore, she took advantage of the situation and organized this unique and valuable auction.
"If I bid for every single item, then the Qi Zhen Pavilion will lose everything." Ling Xian chuckled. From what happened just now, it was obvious that nobody dared to compete with him. If he disregarded his status and did something shameless, then the woman before him would be enraged.
Gong Suo Xin paused for a second and forced a smile. "Elder, you must be joking. If you see something you like, feel free to bid. The Qi Zhen Pavilion is not that stingy."
"Really?" Ling Xian raised an eyebrow, "I think this Flag of Xuan is not bad. Hmm … the base price is 20,000 spiritual stones. Since someone is bidding 40,000, then I will bid 45,000. What do you think, Manager Gong?"
The Flag of Xuan was the treasure being auctioned right now. Based on the explosive reaction of the crowd, the price of this item was very likely to be 70,000 spiritual stones. If Ling Xian bid 45,000 spiritual stones, then the Qi Zhen Pavilion would lose a lot of money.
"No!" Gong Suo Xin clenched her teeth as hatred flashed across her eyes. She thought that this person was far too despicable. Even if he was a completion leveled cultivator, he shouldn't bully others like this.
"Haha, I'm just teasing you." Ling Xian laughed out loud and slowly stood up. "Alright, I won't be looking at the rest. Give me the spiritual stones and the Flower of the Soul."
As he spoke, he took the lead and walked out of the room.
The moment he moved, the others could no longer sit. They quickly stood up and paid their respects, "Goodbye, Senior."
She first took the Flower of the Soul from the middle-aged man, then led Ling Xian to the VIP room. She handed a storage pouch to Ling Xian and respectfully offered him a cup of tea. "Elder, if you have any treasures you want to sell in the future, especially the Qing Hua Dan, please come to the Qi Zhen Pavilion." She smiled. "Elder, in the future, if you have any treasures you want to sell, especially Qing Hua Dan, please come to the Qi Zhen Pavilion."
"That's not a problem." Ling Xian accepted the tea and took a sip. He thought about it for a while and said, "I have a business deal I want to discuss with you. If it goes well, it will be beneficial for both parties."
"Please speak." Gong Suo Xin's eyes brightened.
"Have you heard of the Lake of the Resting Soul?" Ling Xian hesitated for a while and decided to use the power of the Qi Zhen Pavilion. After all, it was impossible for him to find a treasure of this level by himself. The Qi Zhen Pavilion was powerful and influential. They deal with all kinds of treasures every day. Maybe they have information about the Lake of the Resting Soul.
"I …" Gong Suo Xin frowned. Scenes of humiliation flashed across her mind. She wanted to say something but stopped.
Seeing her hesitation, Ling Xian squinted his eyes, "Could it be that you not only know about it, but you also have information about the Lake of the Resting Soul?"
Gong Suo Xin was silent for a while. A complex expression flashed across her face. Then, she giggled. The moon dimmed and all the flowers lost their color.
"I do have information about the Lake of the Resting Soul. I just don't know what price you are willing to pay for it."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's spirits lifted. The Lake of the Resting Soul was a treasure of Heaven and Earth. It was related to whether or not the second Immortal could awaken. Once the second Immortal awakens, his capabilities will for sure increase by leaps and bounds. To him, this was without a doubt, a very important matter.
First, she didn't want to talk. Then, she smiled generously. This strange attitude made Ling Xian frown. He was a little confused, "I wonder what you want?"
"A promise." Gong Suo Xin smiled.
"Oh?" Ling Xian raised an eyebrow and teased, "What kind of promise?"
"Very simple. I want you to kill all the cultivators who guard the Lake of the Resting Soul." Gong Suo Xin was still smiling. However, within that smile of hers, there was far too much meaning. It was as if there was bone deep hatred, as if there was a belly full of sadness.
Clap, clap.
Ling Xian clapped softly. Coldness flashed across his eyes, "You want to kill me with a borrowed knife? But since you didn't lie to me and told me about the Lake of the Resting Soul, I won't argue with you."
"But I bet you will agree." Gong Suo Xin seemed to have read Ling Xian's mind and realized how important the Lake of the Resting Soul was to him.
Ling Xian shook his head and said softly, "You are wrong. The Lake of the Resting Soul is important to me, but I do not want you to use me as a tool."
"You have misunderstood. We are simply taking what we need." Gong Suo Xin's eyes were full of hatred, "The Lake of the Resting Soul belongs to that Clan. If you want it, then you must defeat all the cultivators from that Clan. What I want is for you to kill them all. Leave no one alive."
"My desire to kill is not as strong as you think." Ling Xian's expression was calm as he spoke, "What happened between you and those people has nothing to do with me. I just want information about the Lake of the Resting Soul. Change your condition."
Gong Suo Xin shook her head, "Senior, it is useless. That Clan's stubbornness is beyond your imagination. Even if I tell you, it is impossible for you to obtain the Lake of the Resting Soul peacefully. Unless you take out something as valuable as the Lake of the Resting Soul. But if you have something like that, why would you need the Lake of the Resting Soul?"
"It seems like you are not willing to tell me. If that's the case, then let's forget about it." Ling Xian stood up and turned to leave.
"Wait." Seeing that Ling Xian was about to leave, Gong Suo Xin gritted her teeth and decisiveness flashed across her face, "Yunzhou, Mount Luo Fu, the Wang Clan."
Ling Xian squinted his eyes and memorized these important places, "Very well, I owe you one."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to emit a layer of milky white light. Then, he disappeared from where he stood, as if he was never there.
Gong Suo Xin watched on in shock. Her fists tightened subconsciously, and her face showed unwillingness and hatred. But in the end, she loosened her grip and mumbled, "Wang Clan, one day, I will destroy you with my own hands."
…
Inside the Painting of the Nine Immortals, flowers were everywhere, grasses were everywhere, and ancient trees were as tall as the sky. It was full of life, like a paradise on earth, peaceful and peaceful.
The moment Ling Xian's silhouette appeared, he heard a mocking voice.
"Ah, the completion leveled senior has returned. Please sit, I will bring you some tea."
Ling Xian smiled helplessly, "Master, stop playing around."
"Hmmph, you sure are having a good time. You are enjoying everyone's attention. But what about me? I lent my soul to you and not only did I not gain anything from it, but I am also getting weaker and weaker." Liao Cang Qiong's silhouette appeared and said unhappily.
"How can you not gain anything? Master, look, I got the Flower of the Nine Revolutions Soul for you. " Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand. The flower that could enhance one's soul floated in midair.
Looking at the colorful and beautiful flower, the Immortal of Alchemy nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, you still have a conscience. After I absorb it, not only will I be able to make up for my lost soulforce, I will also be able to improve a little."
"Oh right, Master, I heard news about the Lake of the Resting Soul." Ling Xian's expression turned serious.
"Tell me about it." Liao Cang Qiong was excited. He was also interested in awakening the second Immortal.
"Yunzhou, Mount Luo Fu, the Wang Clan." Ling Xian repeated Gong Suo Xin's words.
Liao Cang Qiong frowned and thought for a while. Suddenly, his expression changed and he mumbled, "So it's there."
Ling Xian was confused. Seeing Liao Cang Qiong's sudden change in expression, he smartly did not ask any questions. He sighed and thought to himself, "Don't even think about it. A place that can make Liao Cang Qiong's expression change is not something he can touch."
"Time flies. Thirty thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. I can't believe that the Wang Clan still exists." Liao Cang Qiong's expression was one of nostalgia. He waved his sleeve and disappeared with the Flower of the Nine Revolutions Soul. All he left behind was a statement that sounded like a sigh or a warning.
"Don't think about it for now. That place is not a place you can go right now. Focus on leveling up. I will think of a way to awaken the second Immortal."
Ling Xian nodded and let go of his worries. He marched towards a blue lake not too far away and sat down in a lotus position.
"Next, I will enter the Hidden Territory. But my training is still very low. I will use the few days I have to break through to the sixth level of Qi!" Ling Xian closed his eyes and concentrated. Both of his hands formed a mysterious hand seal. Strands of spiritual energy circled around his body and rushed into his body. They converged into a stream of spiritual energy that washed through every inch of his flesh and every meridian.
"Phew …"
Following his steady breathing, the spiritual energy flowed into his body. His breathing grew stronger and stronger.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the bamboo hat fell off, revealing a handsome face. Ling Xian focused on his training and increased his training in preparation for the Hidden Territory.
There were only seven days left until the Hidden Territory opens.
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