With that thought, Su Yueli massaged her temples.
The Wanbao Merchant House's auction was in two days. Although the merchant house had a guaranteed reputation, wealth could easily stir up greed in people's hearts.
She had taken out so many top-tier spiritual herbs all at once. If word leaked and she was targeted, it would become highly troublesome with her current strength.
She had seen far too many instances of cultivators robbing and killing each other for treasure in the cultivation world.
Relying on others' rules was never as reliable as relying on one's own fists.
She then retrieved the last Blood Marrow Pill from her storage bag, swallowed it, closed her eyes, and began to cultivate.
As the pill entered her stomach, the violent blood qi force once again pushed her consciousness toward that boundless fog of realms.
Amidst the fog, Su Yueli continuously threw punches, refining her Ji Dao Fist Technique.
She could clearly feel her physical body growing stronger and her bones becoming even harder, yet the path leading to the Eleventh Realm remained hidden deep within the dense fog, completely devoid of direction.
What frustrated her most was that because no one in the secular world had ever broken through the Tenth Realm for thousands of years, there was absolutely no clear division or reference point for the Eleventh Realm.
She did not know exactly how much stronger she had become; she only knew that her current self should easily defeat her past self who had just broken through the Tenth Realm.
...
Soon, two days flashed by.
When Su Yueli opened her eyes, a restrained, sharp light flashed deep within them.
Her blood qi was abundant, and her injuries had completely healed.
“It's time.”
Su Yueli stood up, retrieved a large black hooded robe from her storage bag, and wrapped herself completely inside it.
The reason she was so cautious was that there were too many cultivators in Tianyuan City.
A mortal martial artist walking down the street with a staggering fortune was no different from a child carrying gold through a bustling market.
A cultivator's spiritual sense was highly sharp. Using a black robe would at least block their vision and save her from most unnecessary trouble.
Leaving the inn, Su Yueli headed straight for the Wanbao Merchant House.
Since she held the highest-tier black token, she did not line up at the main entrance, instead proceeding along the VIP passage on the side of the merchant house.
When she handed the token to the guard at the entrance, his attitude instantly became incredibly respectful, and he hurriedly bowed.
He then arranged for a young, agile maid to lead the way, bringing Su Yueli directly to VIP Room Number Eight on the second floor.
Stepping into the VIP room, she found the space highly spacious, with the table piled high with spiritual fruits.
The front wall was a single solid sheet of transparent special crystal. Sitting here, she could clearly see every single movement in the auction hall below.
“Please make yourself comfortable, guest.”
The maid bowed slightly and explained, “High-grade protective spiritual arrays are laid out around this crystal wall and the room. You can see the outside perfectly from within, but those outside cannot perceive you with their divine sense, nor can they see what is happening inside. This absolutely guarantees your privacy.”
Su Yueli nodded and pulled down her hood, highly satisfied with this design.
By now, the hall below had gradually filled with people, packed tightly and filled with a noisy clamor.
Looking out, Su Yueli realized that almost everyone below was a cultivator, with purple mansion spiritual light shimmering to varying degrees on their bodies.
As for mortal martial artists, there was not a single one to be seen as far as her eyes could reach.
This was not surprising.
In this cultivation world, mortal martial artists held a low status. Most could only serve as guards for cultivation clans or as bottom-tier cannon fodder mercenaries.
Or perhaps, they were not even deemed worthy of that.
A mortal could not even scrape together a few low-grade spirit stones from their entire body, and immortal resources were completely blocked off from them by cultivators.
For a grand triennial auction like this, the ticket price alone would cost them their lives. They simply could not attend, nor could they afford anything.
Stepping into this place was a true reflection of the vast divide between immortals and mortals.
Just then, a minor commotion arose at the entrance of the hall.
Su Yueli looked down through the crystal wall and saw a group of cultivators dressed in the moon-white robes of the Blue Moon Sect striding inside.
Leading them was a dignified, white-haired old man with an unfathomable cultivation. Upon seeing him, the surrounding loose cultivators respectfully parted to make way.
Su Yueli narrowed her eyes. She did not recognize this person, but judging by the quality of his robes, the old man was likely an influential elder of the Blue Moon Sect.
Immediately after, another group of cultivators dressed in fiery-red robes walked in.
Walking at the front was none other than the first disciple of the Chiyang Sect, Lie Yangfeng, whom she had dealt with just two days prior.
However, Lie Yangfeng looked highly respectful today, obediently following behind a red-bearded old man.
The red-bearded old man walked with a powerful stride, and his aura was vastly stronger than Lie Yangfeng's, clearly making him an elder-level powerhouse of the Chiyang Sect.
People from major sects were generally proud. Although they also entered the second-floor VIP rooms, they did not fully activate their spiritual arrays. Instead, they stood proudly on their respective balconies, looking down, completely unconcerned about others seeing their identities.
Lie Yangfeng entered a room not far next door and stood on the balcony, looking down with a calm expression.
Su Yueli withdrew her gaze. Quite a few prominent figures had arrived today; it seemed the grand finale treasures indeed held immense appeal.
Just as she was pondering how she would bid to exchange for techniques later, a group of cultivators dressed in extremely bizarre attire suddenly walked through the entrance of the hall.
There were seven or eight people in this group, all dressed in robes as black as ink. On the cuffs and collars of their robes, eerie cloud patterns were embroidered with dark-blue thread.
Each of them had a cold expression, their eyes sweeping across the venue. Wherever they passed, the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees.
Su Yueli had never seen this style of sect uniform before.
Just then, a wave of hushed whispers arose from among the loose cultivators in the hall below:
“Hiss... Even the people from the Cangyun Sect have come?”
“Indeed. The Cangyun Sect is not close to here at all.”
“Well, I heard that the Grand Supreme Elder of the Cangyun Sect has recently reached a critical juncture in his seclusion and urgently needs a high-grade life-extending spiritual herb. They are probably here for the Wanbao Merchant House's grand finale treasure this time.”
Bang!
The moment she clearly heard the discussion below, Su Yueli's fingers suddenly tightened, and the hard mahogany chair back beneath her was crushed directly into fine powder.
Within her eyes, which had been as calm as an ancient well, two cold glints instantly erupted. Her blood qi surged violently at this moment.
Inside her right sleeve, Xiaohei let out a sharp buzz.
The Cangyun Sect...
Back then, they had viewed mortals as mere straw dogs, murdering her parents right before her eyes...
The main culprits who had fabricated a colossal lie back then, using Shen Qing'an as a tool for amusement and deceiving him until he died in that ruined temple!
Su Yueli stared at the group of cultivators below dressed in black robes with blue cloud patterns, the killing intent in her eyes almost solidifying into substance.
She had lived for nearly two hundred years, practicing day and night, all for the sake of one day avenging her losses and wiping out this hatred!
She had never expected to run straight into these blood-stained arch-enemies here at the Tianyuan City auction today!
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