Gathering at Sanxin (Part Four)

"What's going on? Isn't that expert a Nascent Soul Cultivator? Why did he suddenly come to the market? Could he be here to attend the auction?" Chen San scratched his head, puzzled.

"Most likely! The auction is about to begin. Those old monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm must be hoping to bid on the Thousand-Year Spirit Herbs, after all..."

Before Lu Er could finish, a silver rainbow appeared on the horizon. After a few flashes, it descended near the market entrance.

The silver rainbow was actually a Silver Greatsword. Dozens of Ancient Sword Sect disciples stood on it, led by a white-robed old man with an otherworldly air. The powerful Spiritual Pressure radiating from him marked him as a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

The old man in white jumped down, and the Ancient Sword Sect disciples followed.

He made a Hand Seal with one hand, and the Silver Greatsword turned into a streak of silver light and flew into his sleeve, disappearing from sight.

With a sweep of his wide sleeve, he strode into the market.

Seeing this, the Ancient Sword Sect disciples hurried after him.

"An Ancient Sword Sect Nascent Soul Cultivator has come too? What day is it today? Why do I feel like this auction is aimed at high-level cultivators?" Chen San muttered, his face full of shock.

Lu Er was about to say something, but his mouth fell open as he pointed toward the distant horizon.

Chen San followed the direction Lu Er was pointing. A streak of silver light appeared in the sky and descended from afar, landing near the market entrance.

The silver light was a silver giant python dozens of yards long. Zhang Yun and dozens of Myriad Beasts Sect disciples stood on its back.

After everyone jumped down from the silver giant