Space Town.
An ancient attic, imbued with a sense of history, stands here!
Outside this ancient pavilion, two elderly men dressed in grey robes stood expressionless, motionless like statues...
This Ancient Treasure Pavilion is not open to just anyone. Only those who possess invitations from the three major sects are allowed to enter. For ordinary people, obtaining such an invitation is not as easy as one might imagine.
Only a powerful figure or force trusted by the three major sects that host the Space Trading Fair would receive this invitation.
However, for Huo Xuan, obtaining the invitations was very easy. His method was simple and brutal: on the way, he casually robbed a few unlucky people and easily obtained the invitations.
"Let's go quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Xuan walked directly to the door, flicked his finger, and a red light shot out from his sleeve, heading towards the two Gray-Clothed Old Man. The elders caught the red light steadily, and the red light immediately transformed into a red Jade Invitation.
"Please..."
Upon receiving the invitation, the two expressionless old men bowed slightly, waved their sleeves, and five black streaks of light swept towards Huo Xuan and the others, then hovered in front of them, revealing a pitch-black cloak.
Everyone participating in the Space Trading Fair chose to conceal their identities. This cloak was specially made by the three major sects and could defend against detection by others.
Looking at the cloak floating in front of him, Huo Xuan reached out and grabbed it, then put it on, covering his entire body. Seeing this, the others also put it on.
"Let's go..."
Stepping into the ancient pavilion, the interior was dimly lit and the decorations were extremely ordinary, with nothing remarkable about it and no sense of preciousness whatsoever.
"Gentlemen, please follow me..."
As everyone looked around, a Gray-Clothed Old Man walked quickly from the side, whispered something to Huo Xuan and the others, and then headed into the dimly lit depths of the pavilion. Seeing this, Huo Xuan and the others naturally followed quickly.
The group walked along the corridor inside the pavilion for about a few minutes before finally stopping in front of a bronze door. The old man also stopped there, cupped his hands in greeting to Huo Xuan and the others, and quietly withdrew without saying anything more.
Huo Xuan stepped forward and slowly pushed open the ancient bronze door. A faint light shone out from it, and Huo Xuan stepped inside without hesitation.
After stepping through the bronze gate and waiting for the intense light to fade, an ancient hall, roughly half the size of a plaza, came into view.
Inside the ancient hall, there were many Stone Chair, and many people were already sitting on them.
The arrival of Huo Xuan and his group naturally attracted some glances, but Huo Xuan didn't pay much attention to them. He chose a relatively secluded spot and led everyone to sit down.
At the same time, with a gentle wave of his sleeve, the surrounding space subtly distorted. There were still quite a few powerful individuals at the Space Trading Fair; being cautious would make their conversation less likely to be detected...
"Thump!"
A clear and melodious bell rang out in the quiet ancient hall, and then, in the center of the hall, an old man with white hair and beard, who looked like he was about to die, slowly appeared in everyone's sight in the distorted space.
This person is the master of Treasure Mirror Mountain, the Treasure Mountain Old Man. He has seen countless treasures in his life and has a very sharp eye. His strength is at the Nine Star Dou Zun Peak. If the Dou Qi in his body is compressed again, it will undergo a qualitative change and he will directly advance to the Half-Saint level!
"Hehe, another Space Trading Fair, how have you all been?" The Treasure Mountain Old Man glanced around the hall, his aged voice ringing in everyone's ears. However, no one responded to his greeting; the atmosphere remained strangely quiet.
Treasure Mountain Old Man n't seem to care, clearly not having experienced something like this before. With a wave of his sleeve, the space around him slowly distorted, then formed a Space Prison that surrounded him.
"Same as always, please don't mind..."
Having done all this, Treasure Mountain Old Man smiled, then stood on the auction stage in front of him, coughed, and said, "Almost everyone has arrived, so let's skip the pleasantries and begin this year's Space Trading Fair..."
As the Treasure Mountain Old Man finished speaking, almost all eyes in the hall instantly focused on him, with a hint of anticipation and excitement. Everyone knew that anything traded here was no ordinary item!
"Now we will begin the auction of the first item in this Space Trading Fair..."
Within the distorted spatial barrier, the Treasure Mountain Old Man swept his hand across the void in front of him, and a pair of pale white bone wings appeared in everyone's sight. From within the ancient wings, the faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard.
"The Demon Phoenix Wings, the wings of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. Everyone here should know how rare they are. If you were to refine them into Flight Fighting Skill, you would undoubtedly be unmatched in speed among those of the same level. They are truly an essential item for killing and escaping..." Treasure Mountain Old Man said with a smile, not afraid of offending the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan.
"The owner of these Demon Phoenix Wings wants to exchange them for an Eighth Grade Pill that has been tempered by Four-Colored Pill Lightning. After evaluation, the Demon Phoenix Wings are worth this price, so if anyone is interested, please make an offer."
As soon as the Treasure Mountain Old Man finished speaking, the hall fell silent again. Huo Xuan watched the crowd with great interest. He had hunted down the Heavenly Demon Phoenix before. He had quite a few of these things. Now that he already had them, he naturally wouldn't covet them anymore.
"Brother Huo Xuan, don't you need the Demon Phoenix Wings?"
Huo Yun suddenly asked.
Huo Xuan once possessed four pairs of Demon Phoenix Wings, which he refined into four advanced Flight Fighting Skill. However, Huo Xuan was not interested in them. He gave one of the four Flight Fighting Skills to Huo Zhi, and the other three to Yan Ling, and Yan Liao respectively.
Huo Yun possesses the Demon Phoenix Wings, so he is naturally aware of their benefits. If he encounters a powerful opponent whose strength far surpasses his own, he has a very high probability of escaping from their grasp thanks to the Demon Phoenix Wings.
"Unnecessary."
Huo Xuan gently shook his head.
For Huo Xuan, the Demon Phoenix Wings were merely something dispensable. In the original story, Xiao Yan used them to escape from powerful figures far stronger than himself on several occasions. However, if Xiao Yan didn't cause trouble, the Demon Phoenix Wings were at best a travel artifact.
In the original novel, wherever Xiao Yan went, he would always provoke some powerful forces. Since his own strength was weak and the strength of his opponents was not much stronger, the Demon Phoenix Wings were a good escape artifact.
Unlike Xiao Yan, for Huo Xuan, apart from the Ancient Eight Clans, no force on the entire continent can deal with him. In the future, he will definitely face the Dou Sheng Expert of the other clans. What use are the Demon Phoenix Wings? Strength is the most important thing. If he doesn't have enough strength, he will probably only end up dying in battle.
The main hall was quiet, and no one spoke. But the Treasure Mountain Old Man was not in a hurry and still had a smile on his face.
This silence lasted for about five minutes, until finally a hoarse voice rang out. "I want it..."
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, one could see a figure completely shrouded in a cloak casually tossing a jade bottle toward the Treasure Mountain Old Man.
Taking the jade bottle, the Treasure Mountain Old Man opened the cap, glanced at it, smiled, and then looked around, asking, "Is there anyone who has offered a higher price than this?"
The surroundings were completely silent, and no one made a sound. The Treasure Mountain Old Man was not surprised. The original owner of the Demon Phoenix Wings was only around Six-Star Dou Zun. It was already good that he could exchange it for an Eighth Grade Pill with Four-Colored Pill Lightning. If he could get more, no one would compete for it, because it was not worth it.
Seeing that no one spoke, the Treasure Mountain Old Man smiled, flicked his finger, and the Demon Phoenix Wings in front of him swept directly towards the person who had made the first bid. The latter grabbed them and stuffed them into his Storage Ring.
"Hehe, our second item for auction today..."