The Linglong Chamber of Commerce's Auction House was far grander than Ye Junlin had imagined.
Standing before the entrance, he looked up at the main structure built from Thousand-Year Purple Sandalwood, which exuded a dignified, ancient charm.
Beneath the upturned eaves, Glazed Palace Lanterns shimmered with seven-colored halos in the morning light.
The cloud patterns and spirit birds carved into the walls seemed to have come alive, with faint fluctuations of Spiritual Energy flowing through them.
It was merely a venue for auctions, yet it had required such painstaking effort. The sheer scale of it was enough to show how deep Star Pavilion's foundations ran.
"Quite interesting." Ye Junlin sighed inwardly. The reputation of the Eastern Region's foremost chamber of commerce is indeed well deserved.
The Di Yun and Linghu Chong beside him were likewise shaken by the magnificent building.
"Three distinguished guests, please present your invitations."
A maid stepped forward. Her gaze lingered briefly on the three of them. Although they were dressed plainly, they possessed an extraordinary bearing, and her tone grew even more respectful.
Ye Junlin withdrew his gaze and signaled Di Yun to take out the Special Invitation.
Di Yun raised his hand, and a gold-stamped invitation flew from his sleeve into the maid's palm.
The golden threads along the invitation's edges shimmered in the morning light. When she opened it, the three characters "Misty Rain Tower" revealed a sharp, forceful calligraphic style. They had clearly been written by Lin Wan'er herself.
Elder Wei, standing beside the maid, took a careful look. His pupils suddenly contracted. He hurriedly took the invitation and returned it with both hands, bowing deeply as his voice carried unconcealable reverence:
"So you are distinguished guests holding a Special Invitation! This way, please. Your seats are in the Heavenly Character Room No.