In Quiet Room No. 3, the atmosphere was depressing to the freezing point.
The terrifying vision caused by the nine-color elixir energy has alarmed the entire Heaven's Edge Ghost Market.
Myriad Treasures Tower, this black gold pagoda that has stood for thousands of years, symbolizing absolute order and wealth, is "buzzing" at the moment, as if it is excited, but also seems to be fearful.
Qian Wanli, the chief appraiser at the peak of Heavenly Immortal Ninth Level, is kneeling in front of Lin Feng in a posture of prostrating himself to the ground.
His heart, which was accustomed to seeing wind and waves, was beating wildly at this moment, almost jumping out of his throat.
He caused a huge disaster!
"Senior... Senior!"
Qian Wanli trembled and raised the piece of Purple Gold VIP Token high above his head, his voice almost crying.
"It's because I'm blind! It's because I'm so brave! I'm going to report it to the owner of the building and ask him to personally..."
"No need."
Lin Feng spoke calmly, his voice still hoarse.
He slowly put away the [Nine-Revolution Golden Pill] that was still emitting the vision of Nine Dragons.
As the elixir entered the box, the divine light that soared into the sky slowly subsided.
But, it's too late.
Lin Feng can clearly feel that there are at least a dozen powerful and suffocating spiritual thoughts, like the sharpest steel needles, nailed to this quiet room!
Every divine thought is far superior to Heavenly Immortal!
"Golden Immortal..."
Lin Feng's mouth curved into a cold arc.
"This fish pond is indeed deep enough."
He glanced at Qian Wanli who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at the token.
"I only need Box C, No. 3."
"This... Senior, this..."
The expression on Qian Wanli's face was uglier than crying, "Senior, you... you don't know something."
"That box number three, number C, is... it is [Netherworld Hall]'s exclusive box!"
"Netherworld Hall?"
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" Qian Wanli quickly explained, "That's me Heaven's Edge Ghost Market, the real Controllers! Even our host will give them three cents..."
"Oh?"
Lin Feng smiled, "Then I want this position even more."
"Senior! Are you trying to embarrass this junior..."
Just when Qian Wanli was about to cry.
"Hehehe..."
An old, yet energetic chuckle rang out in the quiet room without any warning.
"Qian Wanli, please step back first."
This voice seems to contain some kind of Words Become Law magic power.
As soon as it appeared, the dozen or so spiritual thoughts of Golden Immortal, which were still firmly anchored outside the quiet room, shrank back in an instant as if they were electrocuted!
Immediately afterwards, the pressure that made the entire pagoda buzz disappeared.
Qian Wanli, I am granted amnesty!
"Congratulations... congratulations to the host!"
He stood up on the ground, bowed respectfully towards the empty void, and then fled the quiet room without daring to look back.
Lin Feng, slowly turned around.
He saw that at some point, a person had already sat on the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul-Nourishing Wood Taishi chair.
One looks unremarkable, even a little amiable...
Fat old man.
The old man was wearing the most common brocade robe, had a big face, big ears, a smile, and two walnuts in his hand.
He just sat there, as if he had become one with the room.
But Lin Feng, in his narrowed smile, felt something even scarier and deeper than Devil Lord Bloodslaughter...
Golden Immortal pressure!
Golden Immortal Peak!
"Fellow Daoist, please sit down."
The fat old man smiled and pointed to the chair opposite.
Lin Feng was not polite and sat down calmly.
"Fellow Daoist, what a good idea."
As soon as the poster opened his mouth, he was shocked, "This [Nine-Revolution Golden Pill], if I read it correctly, it should be...'Dan Chenzi', right?"
Lin Feng felt a chill in his heart.
Dan Chenzi?
Who is that?
This elixir of his is produced by the system. Is it related to Dan Chenzi?
But he didn't change his expression and just said a hoarse "hmm".
"Sure enough!"
The smile on the host's face became even brighter!
"Dan Chenzi, the chief alchemist of Immortal Emperor thousands of years ago! Rumor has it that he had already fallen in the 'Demon-Sealing War' that year."
"I didn't expect that his elixir would still be spread throughout the world!"
"The opportunity for fellow Daoist to obtain such a divine object is truly unparalleled."
The host is testing.
He is testing the origin of Lin Feng!
"Opportunity?"
Lin Feng sneered, "You can also understand that I, kill that old guy named Dan Chenzi."
"..."
The original poster's hand holding the walnuts suddenly stiffened.
The atmosphere in the quiet room instantly cooled down.
Half a moment.
"Hahahaha!"
The host burst out laughing so hard that the whole third floor was shaking!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"Daoist friends are brave!"
He put away his smile, and a terrifying light erupted from his squinted eyes!
"I am the owner of Myriad Treasures Tower, Wan Sanqian."
"Fellow Daoist, I have made this friend of yours!"
He doesn't tempt anymore.
Because, he saw that the "Night Wind" in front of him was a madman!
He is a ruthless person who dares to kill Dan Chenzi!
This kind of person, either, is the background Tong Tian.
Either that, or his strength is incredible!
No matter which one, it is worth his Myriad Treasures Tower...
Invest!
"Fellow Daoist."
Wan Sanqian waved his hand, and the piece of Purple Gold VIP Token automatically flew in front of Lin Feng.
"Please keep this order."
"Seven days later, I will reserve Box C, No. 3, for you personally."
"Oh?" Lin Feng played with the token, "Aren't you afraid of offending Netherworld Hall?"
"Netherworld Hall?"
Wan Sanqian curled his lips disdainfully, "They are Controllers from Ghost Market, it's true. But I, Myriad Treasures Tower, have opened Nine Heavens Immortal World all over the place!"
"They don't dare to act wild here!"
"What's more..."
Wan Sanqian smiled like an old fox, "Fellow Daoist, you took out [Nine-Revolution Golden Pill]."
"He is our most distinguished guest Myriad Treasures Tower!"
"Don't talk about a C-character number three, even if you want a Tianzi number one, I will keep it for you!"
"Okay."
Lin Feng put away the token, knowing that the other party had taken the bait.
"My lord, there is one more thing."
"Fellow Daoist, please speak!"
"I am looking for a demon."
Lin Feng's voice became colder, "A yellow-skinned man who can speak human language, is greedy for money and lustful, and is a bit wretched."
"His name is Huang Fugui."
"Huang Fugui?"
Wan Sanqian frowned and searched frantically for this name in his mind.
"Treasure-Seeking Mouse?"
"That's right."
"Okay."
Wan Sanqian, nodded, he saw that this is the real purpose of Lin Feng's trip!
That pill is just a stepping stone!
"Fellow Daoist, don't worry."
Wan Sanqian, showed an "I understand" smile.
"I'm Myriad Treasures Tower, nothing else but well-informed."
"Within seven days."
"At the end of the auction, whether alive or dead, I will give fellow Daoist a satisfactory answer!"
"Thank you."
Lin Feng stood up slowly.
"Then, see you in seven days."
He took one step forward and disappeared into the quiet room.
Only Wan Sanqian was left, holding the two walnuts, the smile on his face slowly fading.
"Interesting..."
"A Heavenly Immortal First Level can ignore my Golden Immortal pressure..."
"A Heavenly Immortal First Level can produce something that even Golden Immortal is crazy about [Nine-Revolution Golden Pill]..."
"A Heavenly Immortal First Level, but looking for an insignificant Treasure-Seeking Mouse..."
"Night Wind?"
Wan Sanqian's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"I want to see how you, this fierce dragon crossing the river, can conquer this Ghost Market muddy water..."
"How much of a stir!"