"Feiyun City?"
"An auction?"
"Brother Chen, you've lost your mind."
"I don't recommend going to Feiyun City!"
When Ren Xuan learned that Chen Changan planned to head to Feiyun City and take part in the auction of the Perfect Race, he hurriedly tried to talk him out of it.
Ren Xuan glanced at the Perfect Race woman Chen Changan had brought along. Without caring what she was thinking or how she felt, he voiced his objections outright.
"How many people can one auction save?"
"There's only one way to change the fate of the Perfect Race: defeat the Venerable One."
"Otherwise, they'll never escape the control of the Slave Seal."
"Are you strong enough to take on the Venerable One now?"
"Besides, Feiyun City is one of the three major cities under Huangfu Long's command. It's packed with powerful people."
"The auction will draw a huge crowd of experts, all of them there for the Perfect Race."
"It might not just be Huangfu Long's people, either. Plenty of others from different factions could show up."
"If you want to save these members of the Perfect Race, you could end up offending even more people and bringing yourself a lot more trouble."
"You can't go around offending and killing everyone you meet, can you?"
"If you want the Perfect Race to become your ally in the Nine Profound Domain and lend you their strength, you should go straight to the Perfect Land."
"Even if you go to Feiyun City and really do rescue those people, what then?"
"They have Slave Seals, and their strength is sealed. How far can you take them?"
"How much trouble will you run into along the way? Have you thought about that?"
The Perfect Race was a huge prize. Powerful people coveted them, and they were