The trio exited the Martial Market Arena and strolled through the streets.
“Wang Dongfan, the Bloodlines Martial Meet is scheduled in ten days. I'll be relying on you," Nangong Wan’er said seriously.
This iteration of the Bloodlines Martial Meet held particular significance for the Moon Bloodline. A successful performance would ensure their survival for several more years; otherwise, they would face irreversible decline.
Chen Fan nodded and said, “Of course. One should always do their best when entrusted with a task. Naturally, I’ll do whatever I can.”
Chen Fan's footsteps suddenly halted as they passed the World's End Pavilion. The pavilion here dwarfed the one in Qingyang County City, resembling a colossal fortress or palace, sprawling over five miles of land in grandeur.
Memories of his first visit to the World’s End Pavilion flooded Chen Fan's mind. He had brought demon beasts’ furs and other materials to the pavilion to sell. When he saw Qin Yao entering the auction hall, he had followed her and won a Fire Spirit Jade Chalcedony for her.
Thinking of Qin Yao, Chen Fan felt a deep longing in his heart.
Qin Yao was drugged in the Qingyang Mountain Range, and Chen Fan had absorbed the poison. They shared an intimate moment in the cave that deepened their connection.
In the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land, Wang Fuchen had taken Qin Yao hostage. Chen Fan willingly confronted him at the Scarlet Cliff to save her; after getting defeated, he had chosen to jump off the cliff. Qin Yao had jumped after him.
The Dragon Mountain Blessed Land’s powers and the Rain Dragon’s blood had helped Qin Yao awaken her bloodline powers. She was then taken away by the Great Jin Imperial Court experts, leaving only a letter behind.
“Are you well, Senior Sister?”
Qin Yao’s face appeared before his eyes. Chen Fan’s gaze became incomparably gentle; his yearning for her became more intense.
“Great Jin Imperial Court... Just wait. One day, I’ll come to you and personally bring Senior Sister back. If you people dare to bully her, I’ll blow up all of you!”
Suddenly, his gaze turned sharp again.
In the letter left by Qin Changkong, he had disclosed details about their relationship with the Great Jin Imperial Court.
Qin Changkong had escaped from the central continent’s Jin Domain to the eastern continent’s Hong Domain with Qin Yao in tow.
Their situation was like a play featuring a princess from the Great Jin Imperial Court stranded in the mortal world.
Knowing the harsh conditions they might face upon returning to the Great Jin Imperial Court heightened Chen Fan's concern.
Chu Xuan’er's voice interrupted Chen Fan's reflections.
“What’s on your mind, Big Brother Dongfan?”
Chen Fan snapped back to the present, smiling. “Nothing much, just reminiscing about the past. How about this? I’ve been to the World’s End Pavilion before and traded with them, even attending an auction. Why don’t we go in and see if there’s an auction going on?”
“Sure, sure," Chu Xuan’er eagerly agreed, clapping. An auction was an exciting event for a teenager like her.
Nangong Wan’er would not say no, either. After all, their Moon Bloodline’s future rested solely on Chen Fan’s shoulders.
Thus, the three walked into the World’s End Pavilion.
After asking around, they discovered that a large-scale auction was about to start.
The trio paid a hundred primeval stones each and entered the auction hall.
The imperial city’s World’s End Pavilion naturally had a much higher entry barrier than Qingyang County’s.
In Qingyang County, he only had to pay twenty primeval stones as an entrance fee. However, the fee here was five times that. The World’s End Pavilion profited handsomely from the steep entry fee alone.
Even so, the imperial city’s people did not care about just a hundred primeval stones.
The auction held in the imperial city's World’s End Pavilion surpassed Qingyang County's in scale and opulence.
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The auction hall featured two floors, with the second floor hosting luxurious private cabins and the first floor providing common seating. Even the basic chairs were crafted from bronze and silver, cushioned with demon beast fur for added comfort. This attention to detail made attendees feel that the hundred primeval stones entry fee was justified, regardless of their success in winning bids.
Thanks to Nangong Wan’er and Chu Xuan’er’s impressive backgrounds, Chen Fan went to the second floor and entered a luxurious private cabin.
Soon, a maid specifically assigned to serve them delivered the auction catalog.
“Exceptional Grade-3 treasures, Thousand Year Blood King Lingzhi, upper-profound tier cultivation technique...” Chen Fan flipped through the catalog, feeling lost for words.
Ordinary Grade-3 treasures were worth a hundred thousand primeval stones. The price of exceptional ones was multiple times that.
A Thousand Year Blood King Lingzhi was even rarer. It contained extremely potent medicinal effects, able to save the martial artist who used it a few years of bitter cultivation.
People would fight tooth and nail for an upper-profound tier cultivation technique. They were treated as the backbone of a clan, even among the prestigious clans in the imperial city, ensuring the clan would prosper and thrive.
Aside from that, there were also many rare and strange things.
Suddenly, Chen Fan’s eyes trembled, and his heart tensed involuntarily.
This is the third piece of the remnant map!
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, determined to obtain it at all costs.
He had come across a remnant piece of a map in the underground vault of the Loulan Ancient Imperial City. Initially, he had not paid much attention to it, casually stowing it away.
The map's importance became apparent when he obtained the second remnant of the map within the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range, located in King Huai of the South’s tomb.
However, the crucial final piece of the map remained out of his reach until now.
He had to rely on luck to find the third remnant map; unexpectedly, it appeared in the World’s End Pavilion’s auction.
I have to get it. It will take me to the treasure. It will help me raise my cultivation and strength. I made the three-year promise a year ago. And although my cultivation has improved rapidly, Duan Jingtian will soon break through to the Divine Nascent realm...
Chen Fan hadn’t forgotten the three-year promise between him and Duan Jingtian. It was the constant motivation that urged him not to slack off.
Duan Jingtian was a heavenly prodigy. He wasn’t even twenty-five yet but was already at the eighth level of the Core Formation realm. Ninety-nine percent of those at that age were still in the Qigong realm.
Had Chen Fan not obtained a heavenly opportunity, he wouldn’t have even dreamed about comparing himself to Duan Jingtian.
Chen Fan calmed down, not showing any abnormality in his behavior, and continued flipping through the catalog.
Chu Xuan’er asked, “Big Brother Dongfan, is there any treasure you want?”
Chen Fan replied, “Let’s take a look first. What about you? Is there anything you want?”
The auction had yet to start. The three of them chatted in their private cabin while waiting.
About an hour later, the auction finally began.