In the northeastern region of the Central Plains, there was a desolate, barren desert.
The place was shrouded in wind and sand year-round. Under the onslaught of the wind and sand, not a blade of grass could grow.
With a sharp whoosh, three figures appeared at the edge of the desert.
Seeing the desolate scene before them, Xun Er and Cai Lin both frowned.
Cai Lin said directly, "The environment here is even worse than the Tagor Desert back then."
She had endured hardship before, but she also yearned for beautiful surroundings.
She had thought the Tagor Desert was already harsh enough, but she had never expected the climate of the desert before them to be even more severe.
At least the Tagor Desert merely lacked vegetation and water, making living conditions somewhat difficult.
The desert before them, however, was swept by gales so fierce that even ordinary Dou Emperors could not endure them.
Xun Er also said, "I never expected that the highest-standard auction in the Central Plains would be held here once every ten years."
"Has Xun Er never attended an auction like this before?" Cai Lin asked curiously. She had assumed that, given Xun Er's status, she must have attended many similar events.
Xun Er smiled sweetly and gently shook her head. "Sister Cai Lin, you're overthinking it. I don't like those kinds of occasions."
Cai Lin laughed helplessly.
Indeed, with Xun Er's preference for peace and quiet, how could she possibly like crowded places?
"Don't underestimate this place. Sense it carefully—there are quite a few powerful individuals inside." Xiao Jin pointed toward the desert ahead, where faint spatial fluctuations appeared and disappeared.
The two women had already sensed it. The desert before them was teeming with people, and even the weakest among them were around the