Chapter 819: The Interstitial Space

From the reverence shown to Lan Chen by some powerful individuals in the city, Yang Tian could tell that he had an impressive background, likely backed by a major force, and a formidable one at that.

When they reached a majestic building, Lan Chen stopped and pointed at the plaque above, saying, “Brother Yang, this is the Xuanmo Pavilion.”

Hearing this, Yang Tian looked up. The three gold characters “Xuanmo Pavilion” radiated a divine charm, exuding a faint oppressive pressure. Even these three characters were extraordinary, likely inscribed by a venerable elder.

“Our master is the young lord of the Xuanmo Pavilion!” the old man who had been injured earlier couldn’t help but remind him.

Glancing at him, Yang Tian didn’t think much of it, because he had no idea what kind of force the Xuanmo Pavilion was.

"Mind your tongue!" A cold glint appeared in Lan Chen's eyes, and his expression darkened slightly, clearly angered.

"This old servant deserves death." The servant quickly knelt, nearly forgetting Lan Chen's habit of always disdaining his own status. Yang Tian's lack of surprise earlier had also left him deeply embarrassed.

With a light snort, Lan Chen then smiled at Yang Tian and said, "Brother Yang, please come inside. The assembly is about to begin. If you take a liking to anything, I can offer it to you as a gift."

"Brother Lan is too kind." Yang Tian smiled and followed Lan Chen's steps inside.

As soon as he entered, he was genuinely surprised by the scene inside. Although the exterior of the Xuanmo Pavilion did not seem very vast, the interior was a different matter entirely.

The space inside was tens of thousands of zhang in size. Yang Tian's heart tightened slightly as he recalled a type of great treasure—this place was actually a mustard-seed space!

This was an extremely rare treasure, by no means accessible to ordinary people. The mustard-seed space was a spatial treasure that could, precisely speaking, contain living beings, much like a small world created by a powerful cultivator.

The materials required to refine a mustard-seed space were extremely terrifying. Yang Tian had only heard of them but never seen them. In the Tianyang Continent, there were probably only a few such items, all treasures passed down from ancient times.

His Ancestral Dragon Ring was like a mustard-seed space, but even more advanced. After all, the time difference between inside and outside was immense, possessing the ability to warp space.

"It seems the Xuanmo Pavilion's influence in the Great Wilderness is not simple," Yang Tian thought to himself. The Great Wilderness had suddenly grown powerful, but such items were not common.

The other party was using such a treasure to hold an auction—a truly astonishing move. Yang Tian's interest was piqued; the items auctioned this time should be extraordinary.

The interior decoration was extremely luxurious. As Yang Tian's gaze swept over, he could see several types of high-quality refining materials, all used as ornaments here.

Moreover, although the hall appeared lavish and spacious, there were not many people inside, not like the tens of thousands he had seen before.

The number of people here was not in the thousands, but their cultivation levels made Yang Tian gasp. The lowest cultivators were all mighty experts, and he could even see many Emperor-level cultivators.

At that moment, his eyes fell on the surrounding private rooms, from which terrifying auras emanated. They were likely old monsters at the Cave Heaven level, or even powerful Soul Spirit cultivators.

The Undying Realm was divided into three levels: Cave Heaven, Soul Spirit, and Wheel Sea. Each level had vastly different cultivation requirements. Above that were the Great Divine Ability cultivators, all beyond Yang Tian's reach.

"You may leave now," Lan Chen waved his hand at the three servants behind him, then pushed open a private room and they entered.

This private room was extremely large, filled with gleaming ancient artifacts. Yang Tian could tell at a glance that they were all good items.

There was a fragrance in the room. Yang Tian took a slight sniff, and his spirit immediately jolted; even his soul body condensed a little, shocking him deeply.

Yang Tian's gaze followed the fragrance to a burning incense burner. Not only did it contain fluctuations that condensed his soul, but it also emitted a peaceful aura. When he approached, his mind became completely empty and serene.

Seeing Yang Tian's gaze, Lan Chen immediately smiled and said, "Brother Yang, this is Buddha oil that flowed out when an ancient Buddha entered nirvana. Lighting it can make one's mind incredibly serene and is greatly beneficial for cultivation."

"Buddha oil!" A strange thought arose in Yang Tian's mind. Wasn't this from the ancient Buddhist sect? He hadn't expected the oil left after nirvana to be so miraculous.

"Could there be Buddhist ruins here? If only Big Brother were here." At this moment, Yang Tian missed Yang Ba. When he left, Yang Ba was already breaking through to the Emperor realm and had gone to the place of the demon dragon.

"Big Brother should have subdued the Pagoda by now, right? Otherwise, how could the great monk have emerged early?" Yang Tian said with some anticipation.

The big black bear was very docile, lying obediently on the ground, but his eyes were not well-behaved, constantly scanning the female cultivators' bodies, occasionally covering his mouth and snickering, clearly enjoying himself.

Just as Lan Chen entered, an old man walked out from the front hall. His aura was steady, with no energy fluctuations, like an ordinary mortal.

"Xuanmo Pavilion is hosting this auction in Tianshui City. First, I welcome all the guests present." The old man said softly, "This auction, our Xuanmo Pavilion has prepared many treasures, including some unexpected items. Now, let it officially begin."

The old man clapped his hands, and immediately two maids walked onto the stage, carrying two trays.

Lifting the first tray, they revealed a残缺 ancient tripod, exuding a primitive fluctuation and a daunting pressure that drew many gazes.

"A celestial artifact." Seeing this tripod, Yang Tian was surprised. This item was a celestial artifact, but it was damaged. However, starting with a celestial artifact was a truly impressive move.

"This is a damaged tripod. The starting bid is two thousand high-grade blood stones." The old man's calm voice spread throughout the hall, immediately sparking bids from many old antiques. If this tripod were repaired, it could unleash considerable divine power.

The big black bear's eyes went wide. He had never seen such terrifying treasures, drooling uncontrollably. But thinking of his own pockets, he drooped his head and stayed silent, as if afraid of embarrassing himself.

As soon as the tripod appeared, the scene became heated, finally stopping at three thousand five hundred high-grade blood stones.

The first few items were all damaged antiques, dampening Yang Tian's rising interest. His own treasures were thousands of times better.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the old man's face, drawing many eyes. When he lifted the red silk, the crowd nearly burst into curses.

It was a土黄色 fragment, looking nothing like a treasure, without a trace of fluctuation.

Seeing the expressions below, the old man was not angry. He smiled lightly and said, "This old man does not know what this fragment is, but its hardness is such that even divine objects find it difficult to destroy!"

"What?" Boom, the scene instantly erupted. Even the experts in the private rooms extended their divine senses to examine the fragment.

No kidding—if even divine objects couldn't destroy it, this thing was likely a fragment of a divine object. If it could be熔炼 into a weapon, that would be incredible.

Many eager eyes stared fixedly at the fragment. Although it didn't look like much, Xuanmo Pavilion's introduction had moved them. After all, their reputation was on the line, and no one dared to question it.

"This fragment was entrusted to our Xuanmo Pavilion for auction by a powerful expert. The starting bid is five thousand high-grade blood stones!" The old man's calm voice made many experts click their tongues. The price was too high.

Even Yang Tian found it very expensive. Five thousand high-grade blood stones was no small amount. His entire wealth was just over ten thousand, not counting the pills he carried.

Suddenly, a small child appeared in the private room. His big eyes stared at the fragment, narrowing slightly, clearly interested.

The sudden appearance made Lan Chen tense up. Someone who could appear in his private room without a sound must be a formidable expert.

The big black bear was even more terrified, covering his head with both paws, curling up and trembling. This child gave off an incredibly ancient aura, like a god, terrifying.

"Uh..." Seeing Xiao Bai suddenly appear, Yang Tian scratched his head, utterly confused. How did this guy sneak out?

"No, this child's cultivation hasn't reached the Cave Heaven level. How did he get in?" Lan Chen's face showed shock.