The woman looked at him quietly for a moment, then turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor. After taking three steps, she stopped without looking back:
"You are going to Boundless Wastes."
Lin Feng did not answer immediately, but just asked, "How do you know?"
"Because I'm going there too," she said, "And maybe we'll meet again."
"Maybe," Lin Feng said, "What's your name?"
At the other end of the corridor, the purple figure disappeared around the corner, and the voice floated from an invisible place, light and faint, like a thread:
"Su Yao."
Then there was no sound.
Cang Xuan poked his head out from behind Lin Feng and whispered, "Dear guest, do you know this..."
"I don't know."
"Oh..." Cang Xuan was silent for a moment, "That noble lady is one of the most mysterious guests in the history of this building. She has a permanent private room on the third floor. We know that her name is Su Yao. We don't know anything else about her, and we don't even know her affiliation."
"Every time I come here, I only buy one type of thing."
"What?"
Cang Xuan paused, spoke a few words, and said:
"Anything related to ancient times, Primordial World, and Heaven-Splitting's creation."
Lin Feng finished the last bite of the spirit fruit, placed the core on the appraisal table, and stood up.
The fragment in his arms seemed to have been touched by someone, slightly warming it.
Location: Flowing Cloud City·Myriad Phenomena Terrace·Auction Hall
The Flowing Cloud City annual auction is one of the most important commercial activities in the entire Wild Domain.
Once a year, top sales from thirty surrounding cities are gathered, ranging from Divine Emperor relics to ordinary antiques. As long as they are rare enough, they can all be auctioned here at a breathtaking price.
Myriad Phenomena Terrace can accommodate 3,000 people, and every year the auction is packed with seats, and even standing tickets are sold at sky-high prices by scalpers. This year, affected by the news that Flowing Cloud City "City Lord's Mansion" changed owners, more people are well-informed, and the number of monks coming in from other places is nearly double that of previous years, filling the entire Flowing Cloud City to the limit.
Lin Feng was dragged here by Blood Scorpion.
"Sir, it would be a shame not to go to such a big auction. There might be good things."
"Is there anything good?"
"What if there is?"
Lin Feng finally came and occupied an ordinary seat at the back. Next to him, Blood Scorpion's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the auction items on the stage, like a country boy who came to the city for the first time. Old Wang leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. He had limited interest in this kind of occasion.
Lin Feng paid little attention to the first ninety lots in the auction. Occasionally, he was poked by Blood Scorpion. He looked up and saw that there was nothing of interest. He lowered his head again and sat in a comfortable posture.
It's time for the finale.
The host's tone changed obviously, from professional enthusiasm to a real and uncontrollable excitement:
"Everyone, tonight's finale is the most... special item since the establishment of this auction."
"It's special because even our own appraisers can't fully understand its origin and properties."
"Its appearance is extremely ordinary, and can even be described as ugly--"
The brocade box on the stage was slowly opened, and the host's voice lowered a tone:
"--A piece of black iron."
Some people in the hall were talking in low voices, some frowned, and some laughed softly: Are you kidding me by taking a picture of iron?
Inside the brocade box is an irregular-shaped black iron piece, about the size of a palm, with uneven edges. It is obviously a fragment of something larger. The surface texture is old and has no luster. It is lying quietly on the velvet mat of the brocade box. It looks no different from the scrap iron on the street stall.
The host continued, "This lot came from a Wild Domain exploration seven hundred years ago. It was unearthed in the deepest part of Far North Ruins. According to the discoverer, there is an abnormal ancient aura remaining in the unearthed location. The spirit detector shows that the year exceeds the measurement limit. The material is unknown, the energy attributes are unknown, and all parameters are uncertain."
"The starting price is ten thousand Supreme-Grade Purple Crystal."
Discussion started again in the hall, and this time the direction of the discussion changed - the starting price is 10,000 pieces, is it worth selling a piece of iron of unknown origin?
While the people in the audience were still looking at each other in confusion, Lin Feng's reaction suddenly felt wrong.
It started from the moment the brocade box was opened.
The ax fragments in his arms began to vibrate.
It's not a slight vibration, it's the kind of unstoppable, rhythmic, and increasingly stronger tremor, as if I feel the same kind of people calling uncontrollably from a distance of dozens of meters.
Lin Feng sat up straight, his eyes suddenly fell on the iron piece on the stage and never moved away.
He put his hand on his chest, feeling the vibration, and quickly made a judgment in his mind.
The shape of the piece of iron, the angle of the edge, the black texture as deep as the abyss -
It's an ax fragment.
Pangu Axe, another fragment.
Blood Scorpion came over and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Feng did not answer immediately, the bidding on the stage had already started.
"Eleven thousand!"
"Fifteen thousand!"
"Twenty thousand!"
The price climbed rapidly. Ten thousand Supreme-Grade Purple Crystal was nothing among the buyers in this hall. Soon someone called for fifty thousand, and others continued to push, one hundred thousand, one hundred and fifty thousand...
When the price reached 200,000, there were obviously fewer people bidding on the floor, and most buyers began to wait and see, speculating on each other how much this piece of iron of unknown origin was worth, and how to weigh the risk of spending this price.
The host calmly waited for the bid to be called.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" someone said from the corner.
There was a brief silence, and no one continued to push.
Lin Feng raised his hand.
"One million."
The hall was quiet for three seconds.
Then all the sounds came back at the same time, like the lid of a pot of boiling water being lifted, buzzing, and everyone's eyes rushed towards Lin Feng at the same time.
The host was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, unable to suppress the excitement in his voice:
"One... one million Supreme-Grade Purple Crystal!! Seat number..."
"Any number," Lin Feng said, "You know me."
The host recognized that face, the distinguished customer who sold Myriad Treasures Tower for 300,000 yuan yesterday, the person who single-handedly slapped City Lord's Mansion all over and changed the plaque this morning.
He knows him, everyone in Flowing Cloud City knows him.
He took a deep breath and slapped the hammer down:
"One million Supreme-Grade Purple Crystal! Deal!!"
From the corner just called 250,000, there was a soft sigh with a complicated meaning, and then there was complete silence.
Blood Scorpion sat next to Lin Feng, calculated silently, secretly tugged on Old Wang's sleeve, and whispered:
"We searched for the City Lord's Mansion yesterday, plus the payment for Myriad Treasures Tower, how much is the total?"
Old Wang:"About 1.06 million."
Blood Scorpion was silent for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at Lin Feng:
"Master, after we buy it, we have 60,000 yuan left."
"Just enough to eat." Lin Feng stood up and walked to the stage, "Let's go get the goods."
Blood Scorpion:...
Old Wang:...