Donning a blue robe, Wang Junze slowly headed in the direction of the Nether Sea.

Retreat was naturally impossible, but how to infiltrate the Nether Sea was equally a problem.

Within the jade scroll, besides intelligence on Dugu Feng, there were also many general introductions to the situation in the Nether Sea, which gave Wang Junze a rough understanding of it.

It was truly a chaotic place, with hardly any rules, starkly different from other places, meaning that if one approached the Nether Sea in a typical manner, they would easily be detected as abnormal.

This place, where demon cultivators gathered, was definitely unfriendly to ordinary cultivators.

Thus, the most immediate problem at hand was... how to make oneself look like a demon.

In the Northern Domain for so many years, Wang Junze actually had never encountered any real demon cultivators, so he couldn't mimic them even if he wanted to.

Continuing eastward for two or three hundred miles, Wang Junze saw a small town. Thinking about it, he decided to enter the town first to try and gather some information about the Nether Sea.

"Young master, what kind of wine would you like to have?"

Randomly picking a tavern, as soon as Wang Junze entered, a waiter greeted him.

"Good wine and good food, just serve them up."

With a wave of his hand, Wang Junze took out a piece of silver and instructed nonchalantly.

"Right away!"

Seeing Wang Junze's demeanor, the waiter's eyes lit up immediately, hurrying to lead Wang Junze to a window seat.

Sitting by the window, Wang Junze glanced around. Although it was already evening, the tavern was not crowded, with only three or four tables sparsely occupied, far from the lively atmosphere he had expected. It was somewhat dull.

This was quite different from the taverns in Wang Junze's impression.

Soon, the food and wine were served. Wang Junze stopped the waiter, feigning dissatisfaction and said, "This wine and food don't look great, are you trying to fool me?"

"How could I dare? It's just a small shop here, nothing fancy, unlike the big cities. Please make do, young master. If you head east tomorrow, there will be a big city."

"Oh? How did you know I was just passing through?"

Surprised by the waiter's words, Wang Junze asked curiously.

"Your demeanor, young master, clearly indicates you're not an ordinary person, who would pay attention to a small town like ours," praised the waiter with a grin, continuing, "If I'm not mistaken, you are here for the Netherworld Auction, right?"

"Oh? You even know about this?" A thought crossed Wang Junze's mind, though his face feigned surprise as he casually took out a piece of silver, generously saying, "What good things are up for auction this time? Tell me everything you know, and you'll be duly rewarded."

The waiter's smile widened at the sight of the silver, lowering his voice and saying, "Although this isn't the Nether Sea, it's very close. Many like you come for the Netherworld Auction, so it's no secret."

"However, speaking of good things... are you interested in female disciples from the Profound Moon Sword Sect?"

"What did you say?"

Wang Junze's heart jumped at the words, asking incredulously.

However, he quickly realized his reaction was too strong, hurriedly covering up by saying, "You must be joking. The Profound Moon Sword Sect is one of the Four Great Celestial Sects. Does the Netherworld Auction dare to sell their disciples?"

"Bah, what Four Great Celestial Sects? The lords of the Nether Sea don't care about that," the waiter sneered, replying disdainfully, "Recently, the Northern Domain was in turmoil, and many from the Profound Moon Sword Sect rushed back, only to have a few intercepted by the Nether Sea."

"Of course, this is just the outskirts of the Nether Sea, those truly powerful true disciples can't be bought, but... ordinary female disciples, they can be had for a try, right?"

"Ordinary disciples?" With a sly smile, Wang Junze asked again, "Aren't there many fakes?"

"Haha, young master, you must be joking," the waiter said proudly, "The Netherworld Auction prides itself on fairness and authenticity in all items, with quality assured, only the price varies."

"Without this reputation, the Netherworld Auction couldn't attract so many people!"

Hearing this, Wang Junze's heart was set aflame with a soaring wave.

How brazen!

Previously, Wang Junze suspected these demon cultivators were lawless, but never imagined they would be so brazen as to openly sell disciples from the Four Great Celestial Sects.

This isn't even the true Nether Sea yet; what a sight it would be to truly enter it.

Truly terrifying when thought through!

However, by any means, Wang Junze decided to visit this Netherworld Auction. If any sect disciples were indeed trapped, he had to find a way to rescue them.

With this thought, Wang Junze asked again, "When does the Netherworld Auction start this time?"

"In three days!"

Immediately, the waiter answered, "In Yunxiao City, if you keep heading east, you'll reach it after about five hundred miles. Once there, you can easily find it by asking around."

"A reward for you!"

With a slight flick of the wrist, Wang Junze tossed the piece of silver towards the waiter.

"Thank you for the reward, sir. Please take your time!"

Happily pocketing the silver, the waiter immediately stepped back.

As Wang Junze thought about the Netherworld Auction, he casually picked up the wine jug beside him and poured himself a drink. However, after just a few sips, he suddenly felt a slight dizziness.

Something's not right!

In an instant, Wang Junze realized that the wine had been drugged.

Moreover, this was definitely not ordinary sedative, but a spirit medicine specifically targeting cultivators. There's something wrong with this place!

Fortunately, Wang Junze's strength far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. Sensing the anomaly, True Qi circulated within his body, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the Rain Sword Intent silently released, forcing the wine he'd just consumed out through his fingertips.

At the same time, Wang Junze pretended to wobble and, after struggling for a moment, fell headfirst onto the table.

It wasn't long before Wang Junze heard footsteps. The waiter who had just spoken to him sneered and said, "I knew it was a pig, utterly clueless, yet dared to inquire about the Netherworld Auction near the Nether Sea. Truly courting death."

"Haha, clearly a greenhorn. Who knows from which sect he came, but he's our ticket to riches! Didn't he want to go to the Netherworld Auction? We'll just sell him there. Idiots like him usually have good potential, just right for refining Blood Pills."

"Alright, drag him out. Don't let him disrupt our business. The Netherworld Auction is about to start these days; there won't be a shortage of such fools."

"..."

Even though he was only pretending to be unconscious, Wang Junze was infuriated, his scalp tingling from their words!

Pig, fool... Do I really look that easy to deceive?

However, since he was pretending to be unconscious, Wang Junze had no intention of taking action immediately. Instead, he allowed them to drag him towards the back of the inn.

Passing through, Wang Junze slightly opened his eyes to a slit and noticed that other patrons at the tables seemed accustomed to this, showing no reaction whatsoever. Some even had a smirk on their faces.

Before long, Wang Junze was dragged into a woodshed in the backyard. The two men began searching him, intending to take anything valuable from Wang Junze.

However, at that moment, Wang Junze suddenly erupted, forming his fingers into a sword and swiftly subduing the two men beside him with a single point.

To avoid detection, Wang Junze acted quickly and deliberately concealed his aura, so unless a powerful expert was watching, no one would notice.

"You..."

Instinctively, the two men wanted to shout, but before they could utter a word, Wang Junze had already crushed the throat of one of them.

A cold killing intent flashed in Wang Junze's eyes as he said menacingly, "Dare to speak another word, and you'll end up like him."

"..."

With the bloody scene before him, the other man trembled in fear, too terrified to make a sound.

This was not just about strength; the ruthless demeanor Wang Junze displayed was beyond ordinary, striking terror into the heart.

"Hunting swans every day, yet today I almost got pecked. You're quite something, aren't you?"

With a sinister smile, Wang Junze grabbed the man's finger and lightly exerted pressure, instantly shattering the finger bone.

Overwhelmed with excruciating pain, the man instinctively wanted to scream, but facing Wang Junze's cold gaze, he forcibly swallowed his cries, leaving only faint moans.

This level of ruthlessness utterly broke the man's will.

"Master, I was wrong. Ask me anything, just spare my life."

With a thud, the man fell to his knees, trembling and pleading for mercy.

"How many accomplices do you have, and what are their cultivation levels?"

With a cold stare, Wang Junze asked in a deep voice.

"Six people. There are six of us in the inn altogether. We two handle the dirty work, the waiter identifies the customers, two people in the kitchen prepare food and add drugs, and the shopkeeper contacts buyers."

"The strongest is the shopkeeper, with a Refining Spirit cultivation. We, who do the dirty work, are the weakest, and the others are all at Condensing Truth."

Completely terrified, the man spilled the details of his accomplices like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

"What about the other patrons in the inn?"

Wang Junze continued his inquiry.

"Those are really just customers, regulars, who occasionally bring some pigs to sell..."

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