Hearing Zhonghua’s words, Fu Qingming and Liu Hai both showed anger on their faces!
If this were in the past, they naturally wouldn’t have dared to summon him here.
But now that Yang Chuan, a deacon with extraordinary acting skills, was present, their courage naturally expanded, and they understood that Zhonghua’s remarks were clearly mocking Yang Chuan, implying he lacked the strength to host an auction.
However, Yang Chuan remained indifferent to the matter, as if he hadn’t heard Zhonghua’s words at all. He slowly closed his eyes and waited for the mediator.
Zhonghua noticed Yang Chuan’s lack of response to his mockery and said a few more jabs before laughing and leaving the loft.
Yet as soon as he stepped out, the smile on his face vanished, and the atmosphere suddenly grew heavy.
This oppressive weight moved swiftly under his feet as he headed toward another distant loft.
Inside this tower room, a woman with soft, flowing purple hair lay languidly on a red bed—the Red Lotus Immortal herself!
When Zhonghua entered with a solemn expression, the cultivator beside her, practicing Chicheng techniques, frowned and asked, "How’s the investigation going?" Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novèlfire.net
"Not easy!" Zhonghua replied after slowly taking a seat.
At the mention of this, the Suitable Connector turned to ask, "Why is it so difficult? What are you dealing with?"
"Nothing discovered!"
After some deliberation, Zhonghua rubbed his chin, perplexed. "Though I caught glimpses of subtle clues—the responses and counterattacks were unexpected—it felt like everything was under control! Most bizarrely, those eyes of his seemed to pierce through everything. I couldn’t even meet his gaze!"
"Oh? Such a thing exists?"
The opponent tensed upon hearing this. "Could it be that this Deacon Yang isn’t an ordinary cultivator?"
"That’s hard to determine! But there’s undoubtedly a backing behind him! Layers upon layers—"
Zhonghua broke into a sudden laugh. "But regardless of his hidden motives, he will have to face the sixth-round auction. He must extend his hand. At that moment, not only can we uncover his true intentions but also enjoy the unfolding of a thrilling drama. After all, many attendees this time harbor sinister personalities."
The Red Lotus Immortal heard these words and reverted to her lazy demeanor, resting her head on a thin pillow and smiling faintly. "In that case, my task is to watch and wait as this staged play unfolds."
"What does the rarity in this auction truly signify? Typically, I could vaguely say that fifty percent of people desire a particular item, but toward the end, the intentions of higher beings remain unpredictable."
In the loft where Yang Tian resided, Zhonghua’s summoned words stirred doubts he could no longer suppress. He voiced his uncertainties.
Yang Tian, often in control at Fire Two Peak, was frequently intoxicated while cultivating techniques, so falling for such tricks seemed unlikely.
He only felt a peculiar unease, though he couldn’t pinpoint a clear explanation.
Instead, Liu Hai hesitantly addressed Yang Chuan, "My lord, during this round, there’s been repeated questioning of your identity. Do you suspect anything?"
"Suspicion? Impossible."
Before Yang Tian could respond, Pu Qingming immediately waved his hand. "My lord devours red energy lines, consumes heaven-defying wings, and refines astonishing Demon Machines! What could possibly be questionable about his identity as a refiner?"
"What does this round represent?"
Liu Hai interjected, still puzzled. "Was that investigator acting alone?"
At the mention of these words, the lady furrowed her brows, unsure of what steps to take next.
Yang Chuan, with eyes gently closed, said, "Regardless, I’ll be participating in this auction. There’s no need to deliberate further. Things will resolve themselves!"
Having spoken, he closed his eyes once more, waves of energy emanating from his body.
Under circumstances where the auction was soon to begin, could Yang Chuan actually be cultivating on purpose?
Was it possible Yang Chuan had no intention of participating in the auction?
Qingming and Liu Hai’s doubts about Yang Chuan only deepened.
It wasn’t long before their confusion was illuminated.
Because, just as Yang Chuan arrived, the loft’s exterior began to brighten, revealing rows of seats beneath the loft—places reserved for the auction attendees.
Besides Yang Tian’s loft, there were eight other special lofts.
Evidently, these lofts resembled VIP suites, and the identities of those within must be highly prestigious!
Qingming and Liu Hai noticed that, among the guests seated below, many were individuals they’d seen flying toward the city’s outskirts prior.
These individuals lacked the qualifications to sit in the lofts. Viewing those within the lofts, their status appeared extraordinarily noble.
As the lights intensified, the commercial auction officially began. Yet from Qingming and Liu Hai’s perspective, the items displayed across the rounds seemed irrelevant. Even tools associated with Heavenly Horses held little significance!
Thus, as they contemplated Yang Tian’s lack of interest in the auction, the event had already progressed smoothly to the fifth round.
Initially, Yang Tian hadn’t paid attention to the first five rounds, as nothing noteworthy appeared! This made it clear why Chicheng Immortal was so indifferent—those preliminary items were inconsequential.
However, just as Pu Qingming and Liu Hai thought this, Yang Chuan gradually opened his eyes, making the two of them tense with anticipation.
As Yang Chuan’s eyes opened, the final round entered—the sixth-circle auction began!
With the sixth round underway, murmurs swept across the crowd below until it fell into silence.
Additionally, all gazes fixated on the eight lofts above. They understood these auctions were concluding and valued highly.
For now, only those seated in the eight lofts were eligible to bid during this round!
As the auction atmosphere intensified, the host, standing poised at the stage’s peak, donned a faint smile. "The sixth round of sales marks the pinnacle of our commercial auction—a truly dramatic spectacle. Many forces have eagerly awaited this moment!"
As soon as the words fell, a formidable Heavenly Demon ascended the stage, carrying a jade bottle and placing it prominently on display.
With the appearance of the jade bottle, an invisible pressure descended from the tower rooms above!
Zhonghua observed the host and then trained his gaze on Yang Tian’s loft, letting out a peculiar laugh. "Here’s the first item for today’s sixth-round auction—a bead suitable for refining machines, containing the Divine Pill!"
"Presented by the Serving Group."
"Moreover, perfectly compatible for technicians practicing soul refinement?"
Upon hearing Zhonghua’s words, the auction hall erupted into commotion.
Even the guests in the lofts muttered quietly to themselves.
Few anticipated that, from the sixth round onward, the Chi Shangye auction would showcase such remarkable treasures!
Naturally, since the Divine Pill attracted numerous significant forces, everyone present knew the difficulty of gathering its necessary ingredients, and the Star Group found it challenging!
So only an Advanced Lecturer-level scholar could refine these techniques!
Although the status of Refiner Technicians in the Demon World didn’t match that of Refiners themselves, they still held an esteemed value!
Whether for cultivation or combat, medicinal support was indispensable. Hence, everyone recognized the rarity and worth of the Divine Pill!
Moreover, Mr. Li often relied on Red Lotus Immortal Pills gained through exchanges to broker deals with major forces.