Chapter 252: The Law of Corrosion, Thirty Years
Since the auction began, Taoist Yunxiao has been staying out of it, as if everything here has nothing to do with him.

But when the opportunity for fusion arose, he finally couldn't help but ask for the exorbitant price of six hundred drops of Sanyang Divine Water!

All the monks in the auction were in an uproar and exclaimed continuously.

Of course, most people just want to watch the fun; they know they don't have the financial resources to do so, so they just want to satisfy their eyes.

The same is true for ordinary Lianxu families. Six hundred drops of Sanyang Divine Water are also not a sky-high price that they can afford. This includes the two major Feiyun City families represented by Situ Yanran and Pei Zitian. This price is obviously too high.

However, there are forces that have this ability, although not many, but they still exist.

"Six hundred and one!"

Fairy Chixia pressed forward step by step, not giving in at all.

The two of them argued for a while, and then they heard a voice from a corner of the auction hall: "Six hundred and five! Since you two are so interested, I'll join in the fun."

The voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and hundreds of eyes looked over.

Chen An also took a glance and found that the owner of the voice was very short, even smaller than the barbarian Man Lie. His entire body size was about the same as a four or five-year-old child.

Covered by a black robe, it was pitch black and one could not see his face clearly.

Although Chen An had never seen the other party before, based on his cultivation, financial resources and such a peculiar figure, he quickly guessed that the other party was most likely Mu Yanshi from Cangwu State!

It is rumored that Mu Yanshi is extremely skilled in the art of puppetry, and the puppets he creates are extremely powerful and worth a fortune.

If a cultivator faced him, he would usually end up being besieged and killed by numerous puppets.

He himself became famous because of this and was even as famous as Yunxiao Taoist and others.

At present, there are only five or six people left who are still able to continue bidding. They are scattered throughout the venue and their voices are sparse.

But as the price gets higher and higher, gradually approaching the one thousand mark, many people are discouraged.

Finally, this jade slip was bought by Master Mu Yan for nine hundred drops of Three Yang Divine Water, causing a sensation in the venue.

"The chance of fusion was bought away just like that."

Chen An touched his waist bag and said disappointedly.

I originally thought that two hundred and three Yang Divine Waters would be enough, but compared with the opportunity of fusion, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Zhao Lingyun stared at the short figure in black robe in front of him, squinting his eyes and said, "It's easy to get this thing, but I'm afraid it's hard to take it away."

With the opportunity for fusion ahead, even if there are only a few words on the jade slip, it is a fatal temptation for the Void Refinement cultivators.

Once the auction is over, a fierce battle is inevitable.

"This person is far from being an ordinary cultivator. I don't think so." Chen An disagreed.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"If the other party had not made sufficient preparations and was absolutely sure of leaving, otherwise, how could he have spent such a price to buy this item?" Chen An said firmly.

With Chen An's sharp spiritual sense, he vaguely realized that Master Mu Yan's spiritual sense was not weak, far exceeding the ordinary level of perfection in refining the void, it was terrifying, and even comparable to Chen An's spiritual sense.

In order to control the puppeteer, the spiritual sense is usually quite strong, but to be able to do this, he is obviously not an ordinary cultivator, and he probably has special means to enhance his spiritual sense.

With such powerful strength, he needs to control a large number of puppets. It is estimated that even if several ordinary cultivators of the same level attack him together, they may not be able to be his opponent.

Zhao Lingyun's eyes lit up and he suggested, "Since you and I have different opinions, why don't we make a bet? If you win, I won't take the share of the auction. If you lose, the share will be doubled."

"You can do anything!"

As the two made the agreement, a stir broke out again at the auction.

The ownership of the opportunity for fusion has been settled, and the next one is the seventh-level treasure, the incomplete Xuanbao!
The treasure was placed on the wooden table. It was a black petal with slightly curled edges, looking a little damaged. If you didn’t know, you would think it was a wild flower picked from the roadside.

But none of the cultivators present thought that this was a fake and that Feiyun Pavilion was trying to fool them.

Although the scent emitted by this unprepossessing petal is extremely weak, it is extremely terrifying.

At this moment, Chen An seemed to be in a vast ocean, with endless waves crashing down. Every time the waves washed away a piece of his flesh and blood, in a short while, his body turned into nothingness.

The law of corrosion!

Chen An's heart trembled, there was a trace of corrosive power contained in the black petals!

Judging from its appearance, it seems to have fallen from a flower-shaped mysterious treasure and contains only a trace of the power of laws.

But just the broken Xuan Bao already possesses such power, which shows how terrifying the power of its complete form is.

As for the strength of the combined cultivators, it is even more unimaginable.

As everyone was contemplating the matter, Ling Xuanxiao's voice rang out from the auction platform: "The fragments of Xuanbao contain a trace of the power of the law of corrosion. It is said that they are from a certain spirit race overseas. A powerful person in the Fusion Stage was besieged and died. The remains are from this."

"Although this treasure is incomplete, its power has been greatly reduced, and the threshold for use has also been lowered. A person with strength above the seventh level of Refining Void can barely use it. Needless to say, its power is self-evident. With this, one can be invincible against those of the same level."

"No nonsense, starting price: 500 drops of Sanyang Divine Water!"

"hiss!"

The starting price was equivalent to a little more than half of the chance of fusion. Such a sky-high price caused most cultivators to gasp.

However, no one questioned that for the fragments of Xuanbao, this price was not only reasonable but also much lower.

"Six hundred!"

"Seven hundred!"

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"One thousand and one hundred."

After several rounds of bidding, the price of the Xuanbao fragments directly broke through the one thousand mark and reached one thousand and one hundred!
Master Mu Yan had spent a lot of money before, and probably he had little financial resources left. After the price exceeded one thousand, he stopped and became a bystander.

Only Fairy Chixia, Taoist Yunxiao, and an old man in purple robe were left on the field, and the stalemate was still going on.

The three of them have such deep pockets that they are truly the envy of others.

"Who is this old man? He didn't show off before, but I never thought he has such a strong capital!"

"Tsk, you have no vision. You don't even recognize the eldest elder of the Cao family, a famous family in Jianghuang City?"

"Master Yunxiao is truly a role model for my talisman masters. His background is not inferior to that of the top families!"

"Nonsense, none of these people have the support of top families. Do you think they are all alone like you?!"

There was a lot of discussion off the field, some of which had ulterior motives.

"She is beautiful and has a lot of capital. Fairy Chixia is indeed the best choice for a Taoist partner in my mind."

"Hush! Don't say that casually. Don't forget that this woman has a high level of cultivation and a fierce temper. Don't provoke her into a fatal disaster."

Amid the noisy noise in the venue, the price of the Xuanbao fragments rose all the way to fifteen hundred.

The other two were no longer able to bid, and finally the treasure fell into the hands of Fairy Chixia, who became its new owner.

As the auction came to an end, people were still unable to calm down and most of them had not left their seats, still discussing today's auction.

Taking this opportunity, Chen An stepped into the backstage of Feiyun Pavilion and withdrew the proceeds from the auction of Fa Tian Xiang Di, which was a total of two hundred drops of Sanyang Divine Water.

Even after deducting the 10% handling fee, there is still one hundred and eighty left!

Chen An was in a good mood. These resources would allow him to continue to practice quickly. The middle stage of Lianxu was mainly to transform Yin Shen into Yang Shen. With Yin Shen as the foundation, it was just to transform the power of Yin Shen, mostly relying on the Xuanpin Gate, and the consumption of Sanyang Shenshui was not much.

But things are different now. In the later stage of Lianxu, the main focus is on cultivating and strengthening the Yang God, and the demand for the Three Yang Divine Water has greatly increased.

But this amount of 180 is enough for an ordinary cultivator to advance to the eighth or even ninth level of the Refined Void Realm. Considering his total mana, which is eight times that of people at the same level, it can at most advance his cultivation level, but is not yet enough to advance.

While he was deep in thought, a loud noise in front of him attracted Chen An's attention.

"A chance to merge, one hundred drops of Sanyang Divine Water, limited quantity, first come first served!"

Mu Yanshi's short figure sat upright on the back of a beast-shaped puppet, with a dozen jade slips placed in front of him, and shouted in the street.

Suddenly, all the Void-Refining Monks passing by stopped and the surging crowd immediately surrounded them.

"Are you really going to sell the opportunity for fusion?!" A curious cultivator stepped forward, looked at the dozen or so jade slips, and asked with half belief and half doubt.

"How can this be fake? If you don't believe me, I will sell you the original one that was just auctioned for only two hundred Three Yang Divine Water!"

Hearing the questioning voice, Mu Yanshi was not angry. Instead, he took out a jade slip engraved with the Feiyun Pavilion logo and said excitedly.

“You’re selling this too?”

"Why can't I sell this? It's a good opportunity for everyone. How can I keep it to myself?"

"I want one!"

"Sell me the original Feiyun Pavilion copy!"

There were a limited number of jade slips at the auction, with only one available. Many cultivators with decent funds were tempted.

But there were only a dozen or so of them, and several of them were snatched away in the blink of an eye.

"This guy really has a good plan. Not only can he make back his investment but he can also make a huge profit. It's like he got a chance to merge for free. Wow." Zhao Lingyun said sourly as he looked at the people who were frantically scrambling for the jade slips.

Seeing this, Chen An stepped forward and suggested, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, you and I can work together to buy one and share the opportunity in the jade slip!"

"This"

Zhao Lingyun was a little hesitant. After all, his strength was low, he was only at the fourth level of the Refinement Void Realm. Even if he got the opportunity, he didn't have the strength to fight for it.

If we go there rashly, we might die in the chaos before we even reach the destination.

Seeing that Zhao Lingyun beside him was a little hesitant, and there was only one jade slip left in front of Mu Yanshi, Chen An's face froze.

He was about to step forward to grab it, but suddenly, the only remaining jade slip was taken away by a pair of white and tender hands, and there was nothing in front of Mu Yanshi.

Then a refreshing fragrance filled my nose, making me feel relaxed and happy. Then, a clear and pleasant voice rang in my ears: "Hehe, what a coincidence, the last one fell into my hands."

"Congratulations, Miss Situ, for the opportunity."

Seeing that it was Situ Yanran, Chen An felt relieved and took the opportunity to approach and quietly asked, "Fifty, how about lending it to me for a copy?"

Situ Yanran chuckled: "If you agree to one condition of mine, I will send you off."

Hearing this, Chen An became alert and asked tentatively, "What are the conditions?"

"Come with me to seek opportunities!"

"You? I'm afraid your strength at the initial stage of Refining Void is not suitable."

Situ Yanran curled her lips and said unconvincedly: "Tsk, you are only at the fourth level of Refining Void, you don't seem to be any better than me."

In response, Chen An remained silent.

His cultivation had just broken through to the seventh level of Refining Void, and no one else knew about it except himself.

"Okay, I'll show it to you first. It's useless if you don't look at it." Situ Yanran handed over the jade slip generously.

"Shenglin Island?"

Chen An was secretly surprised. There were only these three words on the jade slip, and no other unnecessary information.

He knew a little about Shenglin Island.

At that time, this place was the habitat of the Qilin clan, and it was also the holy land of the Qilin clan. The Qilin clan protected this land with its powerful strength, making it an inviolable holy land.

However, time flies and things change.

Countless years ago, the Dragon and Phoenix clans launched a great war and joined forces to destroy the Kirin clan.

That brutal battle not only caused the death of countless Qilin, but also severely damaged Shenglin Island, with most of the island razed to the ground.

Perhaps because the resentment was too heavy, the souls of the dead Qilin clan lingered for a long time and gathered on the island.

The accumulation of resentment caused the island to lose vitality and wither all things. The former oasis turned into a dead ruin.

What is even more strange is that with the passage of time, many evil spirits and wandering souls were attracted and began to gather here. Over time, the island no longer looked like it did in the past. It turned into a barren land and a ghost town filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

The transformation of Shenglin Island also made it a forbidden place in the world of immortal cultivation.

Even those who have reached the perfection of refining the void dare not set foot there easily. If they encounter too many evil spirits, there is a great danger of death even if they have reached the perfection of refining the void.

No wonder Master Mu Yan sold it in public after getting the news of the opportunity. In such a dangerous place, he was not afraid of people with less strength than him snatching the opportunity.

"You mean, that war caused some spaces on Shenglin Island to become unstable, and every three thousand years, they can communicate with the dark energy of the underworld, causing some mutations with certain evil spirits, and giving birth to a trace of the soul-fusion spirit in their bodies?"

Chen An stroked his chin, slightly surprised by what Situ Yanran told him: "How do you know so much?"

“Several emperors have known about this a long time ago. I learned the details from the City Lord’s Mansion. It is said that since many cultivators in the fusion stage entered Shenglin Island last time, it caused irreversible impact on the space on the island. Now Shenglin Island seems to be extremely repulsive to cultivators above the fusion stage. Only cultivators in the perfect refining stage can enter.” Situ Yanran explained.

Chen An nodded slightly, but there was one thing that left him quite puzzled.

"Why are you looking for me to cooperate? If we join forces, won't it be even more unbearable?"

Chen An said frankly that his apparent cultivation level was only the third level of the Refining Void Realm.

"Bah, that's really rude, what about the alliance of the weak?"

Situ Yanran frowned slightly, spat, and said, "I won't hide it from you. If you cooperate with me and form a sword formation, the five of us will be able to match the strength of a Void Refining Perfection. With this formation, we may even be able to compete for the opportunity to merge!"

"It's just that the requirements for forming a sword formation are quite demanding, and you are relatively qualified. Besides, the sword formation is short of one of the five!"

Chen An was thinking, and before he could speak, Zhao Lingyun beside him couldn't stand it anymore: "Huh? Before you asked me to form a sword formation, wasn't it used to deal with the barbarians? Why do you want to go to Shenglin Island now?"

"It's about the same."

Situ Yanran took out five sharp swords and said with a smile, "These are the Five Elements Magic Swords sponsored by the City Lord's Mansion. If you go there, I'll give you one of them, plus one hundred Three Yang Divine Waters. Even if you return empty-handed, these will be yours. If you succeed, there will be even richer rewards."

As she spoke, she glanced at Chen An secretly, waiting for his response.

Zhao Lingyun couldn't help but be tempted by such generous conditions. He struggled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Let's fight!"

Previously, he was ostracized by his two sworn brothers and lost his military power. He had no choice but to leave Jianghuang City and come to Feiyun City, intending to use his military achievements to make up for his mistakes and return to Jianghuang City.

If you failed before, now is a great opportunity and you must not let it go.

Chen An thought to himself that he had to go on this journey no matter what. Instead of going alone, it would be better to go with a few people. At least he wouldn't have to deliberately inquire about any disturbances or movements along the way.

The most important thing is that these people are far inferior to him in strength and can be easily controlled at critical moments!
Hearing Chen An's agreement, Situ Yanran smiled brightly, obviously very satisfied: "As far as I know, it will take about 30 years before the underworld energy is transferred to Shenglin Island. We have enough time to prepare."

Hearing this, Chen An's eyes lit up. Thirty years?
The human race is very far away from Shenglin Island. Even if the time spent on the journey is excluded, it will take at least twenty years. This amount of time is enough for him to greatly improve his strength!

(End of this chapter)