"Flame-Devouring Crow, Golden Crow bloodline!"
Han Changming's face revealed a curious expression.
"That's right. A seventh-rank Flame-Devouring Crow once slew a Body Integration Cultivator. However, so many years have passed that Fire Crow True Lord should have perished long ago, and the Flame-Devouring Crow has likely passed away as well."
Yang Yuwei spoke in a regretful tone. Seeming to recall something, she added, "There may be a treasure called the Fire Crow Cauldron, though it might not necessarily be related to Fire Crow True Lord. It may simply bear the words 'Fire Crow' in its name."
"So that's how it is. Thank you for your instruction, Fairy Yang."
Han Changming thanked her.
After chatting for a few more moments, Han Changming took his leave.
"It seems Fire Crow True Lord truly passed away. I just wonder whether what Fellow Daoist Long discovered was Fire Crow True Lord's cave abode where he passed away."
Ye Xin analyzed.
"Given Fellow Daoist Long's shrewdness, he probably isn't mistaken. Still, one can never be too careful. We should proceed with greater caution."
Han Changming said solemnly.
Two days swiftly passed. At midnight, night fell. The market city was brightly lit, its crowds flowing like a tide.
Han Changming, Ye Xue, and Ye Xin appeared before a nine-story golden pavilion. The gilded plaque bore three silver characters: "Jade Pavilion."
They had come to attend the underground auction, which was being held at Jade Pavilion.
They stepped inside. There were few customers in the main hall, making it seem rather deserted.
An old man in a blue robe with a goatee stood behind the counter, poring over the accounts.
They walked over, and Ye Xin sent a voice transmission. "Shopkeeper, we're here to attend the underground auction."
The blue-robed old man smiled faintly, made an inviting