Hu Yan Zhen the Brute Forces His Way into the Auction Pavilion

Spirit City.

As the auction drew nearer, more and more outsiders arrived in Spirit City.

Especially outside the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion, where crowds thronged together, waiting for the auction to officially begin.

"Elder She Long, are you here to attend the auction as well?" Demon Subduing Douluo looked at Snake Lance Douluo in his golden armor and felt as though they were fellow sufferers cast adrift at the ends of the earth.

Snake Lance Douluo was the weakest elder of the Elder Hall, his combat strength evenly matched with Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

Yet Poison Douluo Dugu Bo was at least invincible in group battles, a terrifying weapon in national warfare.

Looking at it that way, Snake Lance Douluo was practically the shame of Titled Douluo, and calling him the weakest Titled Douluo would not be an exaggeration.

And he himself was also the weakest worship of the Worship Hall.

As the saying went, better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Whenever the Worship Hall had a mission, it always landed on his head.

How infuriating!

"Yeah. I suddenly received an Invitation Token a few days ago, so I thought I'd come try my luck."

Snake Lance Douluo sighed. "The Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion is so mysterious. Perhaps I really can find an opportunity to break through inside."

Demon Subduing Douluo immediately felt greatly comforted. Every time he spoke with Snake Lance Douluo, he always felt much better.

Perhaps this was what it meant to be kindred spirits in misfortune—Crouching Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix.

Inside the Papal Palace.

"Your Excellency the Pope, today is the day the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion officially begins its auction. Many elders and worships have received Invitation Tokens and are already waiting outside the Auction Pavilion."

"Chrysanthemum Du, let's go have a look as well." Bibi Dong descended with light steps, her gaze full of interest.

I want to see just who exactly is behind this Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion.

And what miraculous items it intends to auction.

Elsewhere, inside the Worship Hall.

Golden Crocodile Douluo came to where Qian Daoliu was in seclusion. "Great Enshrined, today is the day the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion begins. Aren't you going to take a look?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head and said casually, "What treasure in the entire Douluo Continent could possibly interest me?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded. As the Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu had reached Soul Power Level 99 and was the guardian of the Angel inheritance. He already stood at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

One more step, and he would become a god at Level 100. Naturally, he had little desire for external possessions.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo was different. Though he was known as the Second Worship, he was actually the oldest. If he failed to break through after all these years, he would not have much Lifespan remaining.

That Invitation Token which had suddenly appeared had given him hope.

Should I give it a try? What if there really are Spirit Pills and Immortal Herbs that can extend what little Lifespan I have left?

Watching more and more people gather outside the Auction Pavilion, anxiously waiting.

Su Mu sat leisurely in his executive chair, quietly observing them.

Behind him, Daji gently kneaded his shoulders.

A White Shirt, slouch socks, and Daji's youthful face made one unable to resist committing a crime.

When there was work, Daji could handle it; when there was none, she could transform into a maid.

This transmigrator benefit was truly excellent.

It could be said that the system was an old hand at this. It really understood the hearts of transmigrators.

So long as he wanted to, he could roll out paid content in minutes.

"Master, there is only one shichen left until the auction begins. Aren't we letting them in?" Daji's fluffy tail swayed lightly as her delicate hands massaged Su Mu's shoulders.

"What's the rush? Let them wait," Su Mu said softly.

"People are strange."

"What they cannot obtain is what stirs them most. The longer we make them wait, the more curious they will become about the Auction Pavilion."

"Master is right. Daji was too hasty."

To think that Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had come as well.

Outside the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion, the crowd recognized him and consciously parted to make way.

There was no other reason.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was simply too famous. As one of the Three Upper Sects, while the Clear Sky Sect had been forced to seal its mountain due to well-known reasons.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was close to the Heaven Dou Empire, and Ning Fengzhi was even the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince. That was enough for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to surpass the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

It could be said that throughout the entire Spirit Master World, Ning Fengzhi's status was second only to Pope Bibi Dong.

"This Auction Pavilion certainly puts on airs, still refusing to open its doors." Sword Douluo frowned slightly. Wherever Sect Master Ning went, he was always an honored guest.

Even the Heaven Dou Imperial Family treated Sect Master Ning with courtesy. When meeting Xue Ye, he did not need to be announced.

Yet this Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion had left them standing out here.

"Uncle Jian, since we're here, we may as well settle down. Since the time has not yet come, we can simply wait."

Then, transmitting his voice so that only the two of them could hear, he said, "Uncle Jian, look over there. Someone is already growing impatient and preparing to force his way in. We only need to watch."

"Damn it, this Auction Pavilion has made me wait so long. Who the hell do you think you are? I'm going inside to sit down."

Hu Yan Zhen, whose massive body stood well over two and a half meters tall, cursed under his breath.

Recently, he had been riding high, nearly reaching the pinnacle of his life, and had grown somewhat swollen with confidence.

He had fully unleashed a bootlicker's initiative and licked out a future for the Elephant Armored Sect.

By tightly clinging to Spirit Hall's thigh, the Elephant Armored Sect's status had also risen with the tide.

This time, he had happened to come to Spirit City to sign several cooperation agreements with Spirit Hall and purchase some sect supplies when he received an Invitation Token.

So he had come to take a look.

"Make way for me!" Hu Yan Zhen shoved through the crowd. Each time his thick legs came down, they sent tremors through the ground.

But when he continued forward, he discovered that an inexplicable energy was blocking him.

No one was surprised. Over the past few days, many people had tried to enter, or had accidentally touched it, only to be blocked. None had continued trying to force their way in.

The Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion was simply too mysterious, and everyone held it in a degree of awe.

"I don't believe this nonsense..."

Suddenly, surging Soul Power fluctuations erupted as Eight Spirit Rings rose from beneath his feet.

The phantom of a massive Diamond Mammoth appeared behind him.

The crowd was shocked.

"Damn, it looks like he's planning to force his way in."

"That brute really is simple-minded with thick limbs. He's waited for so many days, yet he can't even endure the last shichen."

"Brother, I beg to differ," someone in the crowd whispered. "This brute may simply be a weapon someone is using to test the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion."

"No fighting outside the Auction Pavilion."

As the voice rang out, the Auction Pavilion's heavy wooden doors were pushed open from within. Su Mu's eyes were icy as he spoke coldly.

"No Soul Power fluctuations?"

Hu Yan Zhen was no fool. His first instinct was to sense Su Mu's Soul Power Level.

"A mere ordinary person is putting on an act here?"

He said boldly, "You're running a business. What sense is there in making everyone wait outside?"

Su Mu replied calmly, "Here, my word is the rule."

"Then it seems your rules need changing today."

Su Mu smiled. "Try it!"

Mammoth Impact—

As his words fell, Hu Yan Zhen's sixth Spirit Ring abruptly lit up, unleashing immense energy.

He charged straight at Su Mu.

Hiss—

Was this brute trying to kill someone?