"Brother Xuan, are we just going to let him keep being arrogant?" Wang Li and the others were disgruntled.

"Don't worry, if he comes looking for trouble, I'll make him understand that a Seventh-grade Alchemist is nothing special!" Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

Seeing this smile, Wang Li and the others relaxed, laughing reassuredly. It seemed Lin Xuan was not afraid of that Seventh-grade Alchemist.

"Let's go. The guests are almost all here. I believe the auction should start soon," Lin Xuan checked the time and said gravely.

After that, they also entered the auction.

Entering the auction, Lin Xuan went directly to the third floor, where there was a private room specially built for him.

Because there, he could clearly see every scene inside the auction, taking it all in.

Entering the exclusive VIP room, Lin Xuan gazed through the large crystal glass window downwards.

The entire grand hall was packed with people, a sea of heads as far as the eye could see.

All hundred thousand seats were filled, and besides that, every VIP room was also filled with significant figures.

"Wow, that Golden Crow Taoist really came!" Wang Li said, looking down with a face full of dread.

Indeed, below, Lin Xuan saw the Golden Crow Taoist, sitting right in the center.

Around him, those martial artists were each formidable in their own right, but at this moment, none dared to breathe audibly in front of the Golden Crow Taoist.

"That Golden Crow Taoist must be here for that King Stele," Wang Li and the others' mouths twitched.

Although this auction featured many exotic treasures, there was no doubt that the King Stele was the final highlight.

Lin Xuan's gaze toward the lower area was also surprised: "Could that elder be an elder from the Shen family?"

His eyelids twitched wildly, deeply shocked because that elder was too terrifying, with 108 halos behind him, dazzling as if a god or buddha.

Lin Xuan had seen this cultivation technique on Shen Yaotian before, but compared to this elder, it was like the difference between fireflies and the bright moon.

This terrifying elder was escorted into a VIP room by a group of people.

"Wow, look at that person, he actually has three heads!"

Wang Li pointed to a figure striding like a dragon and tiger below and said.

"It's someone from the Divine Bird Palace."

Lin Xuan's gaze slightly darkened; he had some conflicts with this sect before.

Back then, he had killed quite a few Divine Bird Palace disciples. He had thought this sect was nothing, but now it seems it wasn't so simple.

The fact that they could become a powerful Sixth Grade Sect must have its reasons, just the few below possessed terrifying strength.

Speaking of three heads, in reality, it was one human head and two divine bird shadows.

However, the shadows were so solid that they seemed almost real.

These three heads each condensed powerful Wind Power, Fire Power, and Thunder Power.

Even, Lin Xuan could sense the power of Martial Souls within these three heads.

"Could it be the Three-Life Martial Soul?"

Lin Xuan considered this possibility, and his eyelids twitched wildly. If his guess was correct, then the experts from the Divine Bird Palace would definitely have otherworldly combat prowess.

A group of people from the Divine Bird Palace, with great momentum, also entered a VIP room.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's gaze shifted away from the Divine Bird Palace experts towards another area because he sensed a sharp Sword Qi.

The aura was so powerful, it was as if a Supreme Divine Sword had descended upon the mortal world.

"Who is that middle-aged man? So terrifying!" Beside him, Wang Li said in astonishment.

Just from glancing at the person, his eyes hurt intensely, and he felt as if his body was being split apart.

"It should be someone from Divine Sword Manor," Lin Xuan said.

On the Heavenly Martial Continent, with such a powerful Sword Dao aura, besides Divine Sword Manor, he couldn't think of any other sect.

Looking at that figure, Lin Xuan's heart stirred, and he felt the Great Dragon Sword Soul within him vibrating fiercely.

Taking a deep breath, he activated his profound technique to suppress the Great Dragon Sword Soul.

The other party was too terrifying; without deliberately releasing aura, just the overflowing waves could trigger his internal Great Dragon Sword Soul's turbulence, which was truly astounding.

One by one, influential figures entered the auction, then into each VIP room.

Soon, Lin Xuan saw Murong Qingcheng arrive, accompanied by the Red Moon Ancestor.

However, these individuals were accompanying an elderly man with a head full of white hair.

The elderly man was bent over, with hands behind his back, resembling a common patriarch, without a trace of anomaly.

Nevertheless, the Red Moon Ancestor followed behind very respectfully.

This was enough to indicate the extraordinary nature of the elderly man.

When all the influential figures entered the VIP rooms, the auction was bustling like never before.

Dong!

A low-pitched sound echoed within the auction.

Instantly, silence descended over the auction, with countless eyes eagerly focused on the front, knowing the auction was about to begin.

At the very front, there stood an auction platform built from thousand-year-old Purple Spirit Wood, engraved with two True Dragons entwined around each other, fighting for a Dragon Ball.

The entire auction platform glowed with a soft purple light, exuding a magical aura.

An elder with the aura of a celestial being stepped onto the auction platform, smiling as he looked around.

This elder, Lin Xuan had seen before, was an elder of the Ten Thousand Treasure Hall of the academy, invited here to host this auction.

Twelve stunning beauties stood in two rows, each holding a wooden box made of Purple Spirit Wood, covered with a red cloth.

Evidently, the contents of these twelve trays were the items up for auction.

The items at the start of the auction couldn't be too valuable, so those significant figures wouldn't pay them much mind. However, these items were not ordinary goods, as the reactions of the common martial artists indicated.

The celestial-like elder was evidently a master at conducting auctions. With just a few words, he had managed to stir up the entire auction's atmosphere.

Soon, three items were successfully auctioned, and the entire auction was thoroughly lively.

The auction elder looked at the bustling grand hall, smiling slightly, then said loudly.

Next, we will auction an elixir pill, refined by an outstanding disciple from our academy.

Upon hearing that it was an elixir pill refined by a disciple of the Immortal Martial Academy, those influential figures immediately lost interest. In their eyes, what kind of elixir could a mere disciple refine?

However, the next moment, they were uproarious, as the auction elder continued, saying this pill was called the Purple Spirit Pill, a Seventh-grade Elixir.

Its effect was quite special, able to allow a martial artist to enter a kind of Void Spirit State, in which they could repair and perfect their Martial Soul.

"What? Seventh-grade Elixir! Repairing Martial Soul!"

Hearing this information, the entire grand hall of martial artists was utterly shocked, erupting into all sorts of noisy discussions.

"No way, wasn't this an elixir refined by a disciple? How could it be a Seventh-grade Elixir? Did I mishear?"

"Exactly, this is too unbelievable. I have a feeling it's not real."

"Able to cultivate Martial Soul, could there really be such a miraculous elixir?"

The crowd buzzed with discussions, finding it hard to believe.

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