Chapter 042: Senluo Wanxiang Auction House

In the room, Yang Tian sat cross-legged, immersed in cultivation for two full days.

Within the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian's eyes were shut tight, his hands forming seals as the surrounding essence of heaven and earth gathered above his head. He was like a black hole devouring the essence.

Countless streams of refined essence penetrated his body, flowing into the river of blood and qi. As time passed, the energy within the river grew increasingly狂暴, with wind-like howls constantly exploding.

At this moment, Yang Tian stopped devouring, suppressing the狂暴 energy in the river of blood and qi, refining it bit by bit. The blood and qi in the river grew denser, and its intensity slowly increased.

Half an hour later, Yang Tian opened his eyes, a rich crimson gleam flashing across them. He stretched lazily and instantly vanished from the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

After tidying up in the room, Yang Tian headed toward the auction house.

The Senluo Wanxiang Auction House, spread across the entire Eastern Continent, had countless branches. Its wealth was staggering, and it was listed as one of the forces not to be provoked in the Eastern Continent. Yet, the Senluo Auction House did not participate in any conflicts.

Daring to use the name 'Wanxiang,' the items auctioned inside were certainly not ordinary. However, the master of this force remained unknown. Almost every auction house had a top-tier expert stationed there, and no one dared to cause trouble inside, let alone disrupt the auction order.

The Senluo Wanxiang Auction House was built in the most prosperous area of Martial City, covering over ten thousand mu, towering into the clouds. Its exterior was crafted from purple gold, the entire structure magnificent and lavishly decorated. It was shrouded by a massive formation, emitting energy fluctuations that made one's heart tremble.

Imposing and majestic, it was extremely dignified. Even passersby couldn't help but glance, but upon seeing the two formidable guards, they quickly left. At the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House, entry was prohibited without ten thousand blood stones or an invitation.

Yang Tian had seen the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House before, but seeing it again gave him a visual冲击. Such luxurious decoration, enveloped by a formation, was unparalleled in Martial City.

Yang Tian glanced around, didn't queue, and walked straight up. The terrifying guard stepped forward and blocked him.

'Here,' Yang Tian said with a slight smile, handing a jade slip to the guard.

'Heaven-grade.' Taking the jade slip, the guard was startled, retracting all his aura, docile as a kitten. He bowed respectfully and said, 'This way, sir.'

Yang Tian nodded slightly and walked inside.

'Look, another person from a major force.' The group queuing up couldn't help but smack their lips when they saw Yang Tian walk straight in.

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Yang Tian's figure disappeared from their sight.

As soon as he entered the hall, Yang Tian's eyes lit up. The nearly thousand-zhang hall had a floor paved with琉璃 stones, and above were embedded fist-sized night pearls. Under the light, the hall radiated a琉璃 glow.

At that moment, seven or eight beautiful young girls were chatting softly. Under the琉璃 light, these women exuded an extra allure, their fair skin even more captivating.

When they saw a black-robed man enter through this special door, they immediately fell silent. Those who entered from here were either from prominent forces or possessed great strength.

They all curtsied and said, 'Welcome, sir, to the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House.'

'Mm.' Yang Tian was slightly startled by the girls, then nodded and tossed the jade slip to one of them.

The girl took the jade slip, and as soon as her gaze swept over it, her pupils sharply contracted, her slender waist trembling slightly. She quickly said respectfully, 'This way, sir.'

'What level of invitation did Qing Rufeng give me? This treatment is too much.' Yang Tian followed the girl, a strange thought arising. The Senluo Wanxiang Auction House received countless distinguished guests daily. For a hostess to show such an expression, Yang Tian couldn't help but smack his lips.

Not far along, the red-clad girl's pace gradually slowed. Her lively big eyes occasionally swept over Yang Tian, her face growing more flushed and charming, a unique aura rising.

'Oh? This girl is naturally seductive.' Yang Tian was also slightly stunned but quickly recovered, his curious gaze sweeping over the girl's enchanting eyes, which seemed capable of captivating souls.

Along the way, Yang Tian said nothing, vaguely sensing the girl's thoughts. Such girls were usually sold to the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House. If not taken away by a guest, they would be used as cauldrons for cultivation or even auctioned off directly.

Seeing Yang Tian unmoved, the girl sighed softly, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. She arrived at Heaven-grade Box No. 9.

The box was about a hundred zhang, the floor covered with the fur of a high-level exotic beast. It was elegantly arranged, with a purple screen in front and a sandalwood table behind, where a pot of brewed tea emitted a faint fragrance.

The entire box was reinforced with soundproofing formations. Even if one drank and made merry inside, no sound would escape, and it could prevent soul spying—a protective measure for buyers.

Of course, few dared to target Heaven-grade boxes.

'Sir, this is your box.' The red-clad girl glanced at Yang Tian and said with a sweet smile, 'If you have any requests, please let me know, and I will do my best to satisfy you.'

'No need. You may leave.' Yang Tian looked around, waved his hand, and said indifferently.

'Yes, sir.' The red-clad girl curtsied and withdrew, a hint of resentment stirring in her eyes.

Yang Tian rested with his eyes closed for a while, then suddenly the auction hall became chaotic.

Just then, the purple screen suddenly emitted light. Yang Tian was instantly startled awake. To his astonishment, the purple screen displayed the scene outside, as if right before his eyes.

'Tsk, this is quite a treasure, able to view the outside scene.' Smacking his lips, Yang Tian marveled. He admired the methods of the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House. This purple screen required mid-grade blood stones to activate and consumed a great deal, something ordinary auction houses couldn't afford.

The purple screen clearly showed the entire auction hall, which was now packed with people.

The hall was divided into three floors: the second floor held Earth-grade boxes, and the third floor held Heaven-grade boxes.

Those on the ground floor were all at least at the Martial Warrior realm. Most were shrouded in black robes, with only a few bold ones sitting openly on chairs.

At that moment, the crowd in the hall suddenly stirred. Yang Tian followed their gaze to the stage.

On the stage, a woman appeared, dressed in a red plaid dress. She was a beautiful, mature woman, swaying her seductive waist as she slowly walked up. Her beautiful eyes swept across the hall, and as her legs moved, a hint of enticing darkness gave the audience infinite遐想.

This woman was extremely gorgeous, with a noble aura. As she walked, a certain charm was fully displayed. Her deliberately tightened corset bulged, making her all the more tantalizing, making one want to whip her.

'Welcome, distinguished guests, to the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House. This auction is hosted by little woman Hong Ji. I hope you will all support me.' With her red lips slightly parted, the beauty's voice carried a pleading tone, making her even more endearing.

'Hoo hoo!' As her voice fell, a chorus of whistles rose from the audience. It seemed this woman was quite famous and often hosted auctions.

Scanning the mostly fervent gazes of the audience, the beauty covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, then lightly clapped her jade hands.

At that moment, a man in black tight-fitting clothes walked up, holding a jade box. The box was pure white and quite elegant, attracting many eyes.

'This is the first treasure of the auction, a rare artifact.' The beauty picked up the jade box and slowly opened it. Inside lay a copper bell with three clappers, bound by a copper ring.

'Soul-Devouring Bell, Earth-grade High-level!' Taking the bell from the box, the beauty gently shook it and smiled, 'It specializes in soul attacks and sound wave attacks, a special treasure.'

'It specializes in soul attacks.' Many in the audience showed greed. Treasures that attacked the soul were rare, and this Soul-Devouring Bell also excelled in sound wave attacks, making it far more precious than a peak Profound Weapon.

'No wonder it's the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House, opening with an Earth-grade High-level treasure.' Yang Tian's eyes also burned with desire. When one reached the Martial Dao realm, the soul within could be nurtured, greatly boosting combat power.

The soul is what mortals call the spirit, vital to the human body. Many special artifacts require soul power to activate. Newborn soul power is extremely fragile, so defensive and offensive treasures related to the soul, or heavenly materials, are exceptionally precious.

'Alright, I won't waste everyone's time. The starting bid for this treasure is forty thousand low-grade blood stones, with each increment no less than one thousand.' The beauty's eyes swept across the hall, satisfied with the expressions of the audience, then smiled.

'Hiss.' The high price sobered many in the hall. Forty thousand blood stones were enough for a mid-tier family's expenses for several years. Although those present were wealthy, they couldn't afford such consumption.

After a brief silence, a black-robed man stood up and said slowly, 'Forty-one thousand blood stones.'

'Forty-two thousand blood stones.'

'Forty-three thousand blood stones.'

Various forces frequently bid. The Martial Mountain opening was imminent, and this treasure could enhance defensive measures.

'Tsk, these people are really rich, spending tens of thousands of blood stones without blinking.' Scratching his head, Yang Tian marveled. In just a moment, the price of the Soul-Devouring Bell had soared to sixty thousand blood stones.

'This young master bids seventy thousand!'

Just as the bidding was heating up, a lazy voice slowly came from a second-floor box.

The eyes of the hall instantly shifted. Seeing it was an Earth-grade box, many who had opened their mouths swallowed their words and sat down dejectedly.

'The Soul-Devouring Bell is sold to Earth-grade Box No. 10.' After a pause, noticing no further bids, the beauty curtsied toward a certain direction on the second floor, a seductive smile rising on her face. Selling for seventy thousand blood stones, she would surely earn a good commission.

'Next, the second auction item: the Glazed Green Light Pagoda...'

The subsequent items were somewhat inferior to the first. Dozens of Profound Weapons were brought out, all of good quality. Though far from the first treasure, their prices were still beyond ordinary means.

'Heh, once I break through to the Martial Warrior realm, I can become an alchemist. I need to find a way to get a flame control technique.' Sitting in the box, Yang Tian pondered.

Advanced flame control techniques were usually held by major families. Obtaining such a technique was no easy task. Moreover, an alchemist also needed a strong flame seed. Yang Tian was quite confident in his War Heaven Art, believing the flame seed he condensed would not be too bad.

Time flew. The auction lasted three hours, with various treasures appearing one after another, dazzling Yang Tian. Even a 'Heart of Heaven Lotus,' a main ingredient for sixth-grade pills, caused a frenzy and was finally taken by an Earth-grade box for eighty thousand mid-grade blood stones—equivalent to eight hundred thousand low-grade stones.

'The final item of this auction is the King's Heart Pill!'

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the hall surged again. The King's Heart Pill was a fourth-grade high-level pill, a top-grade healing elixir. Even a fifth-grade alchemist would have difficulty refining it.

'Heh, let's see what price it fetches.' Smiling, Yang Tian suddenly remembered he still had eight King's Heart Pills. If he saw a treasure he liked, he could exchange them for blood stones.

'This auction offers three King's Heart Pills, personally refined by Master Li. The starting bid is twenty thousand mid-grade blood stones!' The beauty swayed her waist and smiled.

'Master Li! A sixth-grade alchemist, a titan in the alchemy world.' A dark-faced man exclaimed, his eyes full of reverence.

'So expensive, bidding directly in mid-grade blood stones.' Yang Tian was startled by the price, shocked by the Crown Prince's generosity.

'Twenty-one thousand.'

'Twenty-five thousand.'

In the cultivation world, life-saving items were more valuable than those that enhanced cultivation. The King's Heart Pill's effects were even more remarkable. People in Earth-grade boxes frequently bid, quickly driving the price to forty thousand mid-grade blood stones.

'Quiet! I bid fifty thousand blood stones!' From the box next to Yang Tian, an extremely arrogant voice exploded.

'It's a Heaven-grade box.' A group of people widened their eyes, casting reverent glances at Heaven-grade Box No. 8. Those who could bid from there were immensely powerful.

'Li Hongtao, such big talk! I bid sixty thousand blood stones!' Suddenly, a disdainful voice rang out, suppressing the chaos in the hall.

'It's Li Hongtao, from the ancient Li family.' An old man said tremblingly.

'The young saint of the Li family, said to be here for the Martial Mountain. But who is the other person? Also in a Heaven-grade room.'

'Li Hongtao!' Hearing the name, Yang Tian clenched his fist, a flash of killing intent in his eyes. He was Li Xuan's younger brother, extremely talented, and seemed to have deliberately suppressed his cultivation to participate in the Martial Mountain Assembly.

The crowd buzzed with discussion. Every ancient family was renowned across the Eastern Continent, with supreme experts stationed within.

'Yuan Ling, you'll find out soon enough if I'm boasting. I bid seventy thousand blood stones!' In Heaven-grade Box No. 8, a youth of about fourteen or fifteen, dressed in a magnificent purple robe, his handsome face darkening at the disdainful voice, shouted coldly.

'The ancient Yuan family, another ancient family. This Martial Mountain Assembly will be much livelier than before, with two young saints appearing.' The audience murmured. The appearance of two major figures cast a压抑 atmosphere over the auction.

'Ninety thousand!' The light laugh came again. Yuan Ling raised the bid by twenty thousand blood stones without hesitation.

'Hiss.' Hearing this, the people in the hall couldn't help but gasp. The King's Heart Pill was worth at most ten thousand mid-grade blood stones, but the current price far exceeded that.

They couldn't help but marvel at the profound底蕴 of the ancient families, spending so much money just to compete.