Chapter 250: Turbulence at the Venue, the First Auction Item
Time flies in cultivation, and before I knew it, nine months had passed.

In the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords, Chen An controlled eight sword intentions, and his body was like eight giant dragons, sweating profusely on the fourteenth floor.

Before his eyes, the five sword entities of gold, wood, water, fire and earth were guarding the entrance leading to the fifteenth floor from the fourteenth floor. They attacked wave after wave in seamless coordination, like one man blocking the pass from ten thousand.

The two sides kept switching between offense and defense, and the battle was in full swing.

After a fight and killing three of the humanoid sword intents, Chen An was also exhausted. He was not careful and the real body of the golden sword intent was sent out of the tower with one strike.

"With a few more attempts, I think we can reach the fifteenth floor."

After taking a deep breath, Chen An estimated in his mind.

I want to continue practicing, but the auction is just around the corner, so I have to put it on hold for now and come back here to break through after the auction.

As he left, he secretly glanced in the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Ranking. With his current performance, he was already ranked 25th!

The young monks all praised this new sword-fighting talent named "Cao Cao" whose ranking had risen rapidly.

The name Wu Guang was originally used well, but unfortunately, it was accidentally known to Situ Yanran. In order to prevent his strength from being leaked, he changed his alias.

"Who is this Cao Cao?"

"This person has risen from obscurity to the fourteenth floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower and is now ranked in the twentieth percentile on the Ten Thousand Swords Ranking. It is truly shocking!"

"Maybe he's a kendo expert from another state, who came here for unknown reasons."

"What do you think? Could it be the Cao family, the sword-fighting family of Jianghuang City?"

"She is the eldest niece of my maternal uncle's cousin. Her family has a close relationship with the Cao family. I know a lot about the Cao family because of this relationship, but I have never heard of a person called 'Cao Cao' coming out of the Cao family."

In front of the Ten Thousand Swords List, the bustling crowd began to discuss Cao Cao's identity.

Due to the hype of the auction, many foreign monks would come here to join in the fun while waiting.

As a result, the flow of people around the Wanjian Tower has increased significantly compared to before.

But after talking for a long time, no one knew who "Cao Cao" was, and it was just a guess.

Chen An smiled in his heart and ignored it. It was better not to guess, which was exactly what he wanted.

At his current speed of cultivation, if he revealed his identity, it would definitely bring him countless troubles.

Immediately, Chen An pushed through the crowd and quietly left the vicinity of the Wanjian Tower.

Not long after he left, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

Situ Yanran was originally in seclusion for cultivation, but came out early as the auction was approaching.

She looked at the name "Cao Cao" which was ranked 25th and was so surprised that she could not close her mouth and almost froze.

But looking down again, we saw that "Wu Guang" had been staying on the tenth floor, and his ranking had hardly changed.

Situ Yanran had known for a long time that Wu Guang was Chen An, but she didn't understand why Chen An's ranking had not changed over the years. This was not in line with his usual style of hard work.

Looking at "Cao Cao" and then at "Wu Guang", Situ Yanran had a bold guess in her mind.

Perhaps, this "Cao Cao" is the anonymous version of Chen An!

But she really couldn't believe it. In just a few years, the other party had already reached the fourteenth floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower!

"Originally, the battle formation was still short of one person to complete. The opportunity to combine is just around the corner, and bringing this person along will make it complete."

Situ Yanran thought that the Five Swords Return to Origin Sword Formation was a sword formation that she had accidentally obtained in her early years.

It is composed of five sword cultivators of the Refining Void Realm. After unleashing their power, it is powerful enough to rival that of a cultivator who has reached Perfect Refining Void Realm!
The Situ family received news from Jianghuang City that there would be an opportunity for a fusion on Shenglin Island soon, which made Situ Yanran very excited.

It doesn't need to be too much. If the Situ family can get one or two opportunities with the help of the sword formation, there will be some chance for the Situ family to give birth to a combined cultivator, which is a noble existence like the Emperor of Man!

Thinking of this, Situ Yanran couldn't help but breathe faster. After calming down a little, she walked away.

Soon, the day of the auction arrived.

Seeing that there was still an hour before the auction officially started, Chen An left the Chen family leisurely and headed towards Feiyun Pavilion in the south city.

Arriving at the entrance of Feiyun Pavilion, the first thing that catches your eye are two ten-foot-tall jade doorposts, on which are carved magnificent scenes of dragons soaring in the sea of ​​clouds and phoenixes dancing in the sky. Every stroke is so lifelike that it seems as if it will break through the wall at any time.

Above the door lintel hangs an ancient plaque with three large characters "Feiyun Pavilion" inscribed on it. The characters are vigorous and powerful, revealing an ancient atmosphere and a faint Taoist charm, which makes people afraid.

At this time, many Void-Refining cultivators had arrived in front of Feiyun Pavilion in an endless stream, and most of them came to participate in this trading event.

Considering the strength of Qingcang Prefecture, even if all the Void Refining cultivators came, they probably wouldn't be able to gather so many people. It is estimated that many of them are people who came from other states because of its reputation.

This was the first time that Chen An had seen so many Void Refinement cultivators since he started practicing, and quite a few of them were in the late Void Refinement stage.

One can imagine how attractive that piece of Xuanbao fragment is!

As he was sighing, Zhao Lingyun came over from a distance. When he saw Chen An's eyes light up, he immediately came up to him and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I have arranged everything properly and made sufficient preparations for the Law of Heaven and Earth. You will just wait and see."

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Brother Zhao. After the deal is done, as long as the transaction price is above 200 drops of Three Yang Divine Water, I will give you 20 drops!"

Chen An promised happily, and at the same time, he implied that if the auction did not bring in 200 drops of Sanyang Divine Water, the share would be lost.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

The two hit it off immediately and walked into Feiyun Pavilion side by side.

Stepping onto the top floor, you will see a wide open space in front of you. The spacious hall is large enough to accommodate thousands of Void Refining monks without feeling crowded.

The ground is paved with rare flowing stone, which comes from the bottom of the deep sea and has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth over the years. With every step you take, a faint fluorescence appears, as if you are walking on the galaxy.

Ancient paintings are hung around the hall, depicting the heroic deeds of ancient monks riding mythical beasts to travel through the sky and slaying demons. Each painting contains a powerful artistic conception, and those with weaker strength will feel their blood boiling if they look at them for a long time.

The auction table in the center is carved from a complete piece of ten-thousand-year-old black ice. It is crystal clear and chilling, but it can lift people's spirits.

On the stage, there is a long table made of thousand-year-old red sandalwood. The table is covered with a thin layer of spiritual gauze to conceal the objects to be photographed, adding a bit of mystery.

The auctioneer's position is set up with a throne woven from thousand-year-old spiritual vines, and the back of the chair is carved with auspicious cloud patterns, symbolizing good luck and fortune.

Surrounding the auction table are hundreds of lotus seats suspended in mid-air. Each seat is made of precious spiritual materials. Not only are they extremely comfortable, they also have the effects of sound insulation and isolation, thus ensuring the privacy of every monk.

It seems that in order to successfully hold this auction and demonstrate the momentum of the City Lord's Mansion, Feiyun Pavilion has invested a huge amount of money.

Chen An and Zhao Lingyun found an inconspicuous place, sat down, and waited for the auction to begin.

At the same time, cultivators continued to pour into the hall, most of them were in the early and middle stages of the Void Refining Realm. While the two were talking in low voices, they saw several cultivators with unusually burly figures walk in from outside, nearly ten feet tall, and quite similar to the cultivators of the Power Barbarian Tribe.

One of them inadvertently saw Chen An and Zhao Lingyun and said with a smile: "My two Taoist friends, it has been a long time since we last parted at Lingxiyuan."

"Friend Zhan is here!"

Zhao Lingyun was very enthusiastic. He immediately stood up to greet him and asked about his well-being.

After a few pleasantries, Zhao Lingyun looked at the people around Zhan Wushuang and asked in surprise, "Why didn't your brothers come with you to such a grand event?"

"They have other things to do."

After chatting for a while and reminiscing about the past, Zhan Wushuang and a few of his fellow disciples found a place to sit down.

Chen An said with a strange expression: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, I didn't realize before that you have such a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Zhan."

These two men had fought side by side before, but as far as Chen An knew, they didn't have much interaction in their daily lives and had met only a limited number of times. Zhao Lingyun shouldn't be so enthusiastic.

Knowing that he had lost his composure, Zhao Lingyun quickly restrained his expression and said mysteriously, "It's okay. Just wait and see. There may be something interesting to watch later."

Since the other party didn't say anything, Chen An didn't ask any more questions and waited for the auction to begin.

"Master Yunxiao!"

Someone in the hall exclaimed, attracting Chen An's attention.

At this time, an elegant middle-aged monk with long flowing hair, dressed in a white Taoist robe, holding an ancient book in his hand, walked into the hall and took a seat in the front row.

Chen An pondered for a moment and said, "I have heard that Taoist Yunxiao is a famous cultivator in Lingxiaozhou for many years. He reached the perfection of refining emptiness many years ago and is only one step away from merging into a body!"

The Tianyuan Continent is divided into nine states, of which the five most vast and resource-rich states are under the rule of five Human Emperors. Although the other four states do not have the protection of Human Emperors, they are also ruled by powerful Void-Refining Monks.

In the land of Lingxiao Province, Taoist Yunxiao is one of them. This person has reached perfection in the realm of refining emptiness and is even more proficient in the art of talismans. It is said that among the human race's refining emptiness cultivators, no one can match him in the art of talismans.

"That's right. Every time there is such a grand auction, although it will attract many cultivators in the late stage of Refinement Void, it is still rare to see them reach the Perfection of Refinement Void. It's really strange." Zhao Lingyun also nodded in agreement.

Before they knew it, more than half an hour had passed and by now most of the seats in the hall were already occupied.

According to this situation, almost all the monks who could come have come, and even if there are a few who come on time, there won’t be too many.

"Why is it a bit hot in the hall?"

Chen An followed the source and saw a fiery figure walking into the hall, emitting rolling heat waves that burned the air in the hall.

The woman had a stunning appearance, skin as white as snow, cherry red lips, and eyes like two sparkling rubies, deep and mysterious.

She was wearing a gorgeous red dress with golden patterns on the hem. The hem of her skirt swayed gently in the wind like flowing flames.

With every step she took, her white and tender calves were faintly revealed, which caused many weak-willed male cultivators to feel fluttered in their hearts.

Chen An keenly noticed that this woman's aura was surprisingly similar to Huoyu's, and she seemed to have the blood of the Phoenix clan!
In ancient times, some people of the human race accidentally combined with the Phoenix clan, and their offspring would also have the blood of the Phoenix clan.

The monk who was rumored to have accidentally awakened the Phoenix Nirvana Body was one of them.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyes and soak them in wine!"

The red-robed woman raised her eyebrows and glared at several people on the field who had naked eyes and obviously had bad intentions, and said aggressively.

At the same time, the hot power became more violent and rushed directly towards the opponent.

As if they realized that this woman was not easy to mess with, those cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refinement hurriedly withdrew their gazes.

"Fairy Chixia, calm down. The auction is about to begin. Please take your seat as soon as possible."

At some point, Ling Xuanxiao walked onto the auction stage, saw the chaos in the hall, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

This opportunity was hard-won, and to avoid any unexpected events, it was rare for the city lord himself to serve as the auctioneer.

"Hmph, Ling Xuanxiao, is this how you entertain guests in Feiyun City?!"

Fairy Chixia refused to give in. She sat down gracefully, crossed her legs, and moved her right foot up and down casually. An invisible heat wave emanated from her raised toes and spread throughout the hall.

Ling Xuanxiao's eyes turned red, he groaned, and his breathing became heavy, as if he could not control it.

Not only him, most of the people on the field with weaker cultivation, those who were less than the seventh level of Refinement Void, were hit, even Zhao Lingyun was no exception. At this moment, his hand had already touched Chen An.

Chen An frowned and immediately slapped the other person's hand away. Then he silently used his magic power to pat his shoulder and called out, "If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled by the collapse of the sky. Daoist friend Zhao, guard the spiritual platform tightly."

Zhao Lingyun, whose eyes were gradually becoming blurred, was stunned when he heard the words. A cool feeling flowed through him, and the heat in his eyes suddenly disappeared a little.

After waking up, he quickly looked away, and said with lingering fear: "Thank you, Brother Chen, for your help!"

At this time, seeing that the auction was about to go haywire, two men with the cultivation level of Lianxu Perfection came out from the backstage, joined forces to block the heat wave, and shouted: "This is an auction, no recklessness allowed!"

Suddenly, the entire auction hall was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Ling Xuanxiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "This is indeed because Feiyun City did not provide good hospitality. No matter what Fairy Chixia buys, the handling fee will be reduced by 30% as an apology."

Fairy Chixia just snorted coldly and didn't pursue the matter any further.

After giving someone a blow, he was given a sweet reward, which was quite effective.

Chen An stroked his chin and thought to himself, Ling Xuanxiao held an auction on behalf of Emperor Jiang, which made him surrender. This woman might not be as simple as she seemed.

The reduced handling fee was nothing to both parties; they were just concerned about the face of their respective forces.

The purpose of Fairy Chixia was to establish her authority. On the one hand, she wanted to eliminate future competitors, and on the other hand, she wanted to gain a psychological advantage when bidding for the final treasure.

Ling Xuanxiao sent out the two people sent by Emperor Jiang behind him to stop the attack, and then gave up some transaction fees, which not only shocked the whole audience, but also showed the magnanimity of Feiyun Pavilion.

After the battle, neither side suffered any loss. The only ones who might have been harmed were the innocent monks with insufficient cultivation on the field who were implicated.

It was not until the auction started that Zhao Lingyun realized what was happening and started to curse: "Crazy woman, if you didn't have a close relationship with the Emperor, you would have died countless times."

Chen An was curious and was about to ask about this woman's background, but he heard Ling Xuanxiao's voice on the auction table.

"quiet!"

"Without further ado, the first auction item is the Qiankun Pure Yang Lock!"

When the first treasure was presented on the long rosewood table, the eyes of several female cultivators with advanced cultivation levels lit up, while most of the male cultivators felt a chill in their lower body.

(End of this chapter)