The Watchman Turned Thief
Without the slightest effort, He Ping found one of Treasure Light Commerce Pavilion's secret chambers—a large warehouse belonging to the pavilion.
This secret chamber had been excavated deep beneath Central City, forcibly hollowed out into an underground space.
Treasure Light Commerce Pavilion had also considered the threat of large-scale attacks, and had modified its underground secret chambers—that is, its warehouses.
The ground here was exceptionally solid. Unlike the strata elsewhere in Central City, it was like hardened concrete, exceedingly tough.
This underground chamber was relatively spacious and tightly sealed. Land in Central City was worth its weight in gold; one could well imagine how much money had been spent on it...
He Ping swept his gaze around and found that the chamber was surrounded by smooth stone walls as black as ink. Threads of dark-red restrictions periodically lit up across the walls, creating an illusory, unreal feeling.
Rows upon rows of metal racks had been arranged in the stone chamber.
The items on the racks varied, each accompanied by labels that categorized and described the auction goods. They had all been consigned here by different clients.
These auction items were all physical objects. Generally, they had either been transmitted by some method to coordinates near the Virtual Dharma Realm, or sealed away using spatial arts.
Such online auctions were neither wholly black nor white, hovering close to the gray market. The market itself was highly complex, a vast system specializing in trafficking all sorts of spiritual pills and wondrous medicines, as well as ritual artifacts, ritual weapons, talismans, cultivation manuals, and scriptures.
Following the labels, He Ping promptly found the "Moon Spirit Essence." It was a jade box.
The jade box itself was a seal refined through a spell. Within it, a bottle had been locked