Three days later.
Dawn was just breaking.
He Sheng and Wind Spirit walked side by side along Heavenly Thoroughfare Avenue at the heart of the city.
This avenue was a full thirty-odd meters wide, paved with whole slabs of azure-gold stone. Every hundred paces along either side stood a spirit-jade lamp pillar over three meters tall, each topped with a luminous pearl that cast a gentle gleam, lighting the entire street as brightly as day.
Though it was still early, Heavenly Thoroughfare Avenue was already packed with people, while spirit beast carriages streamed endlessly by, eight or nine out of ten heading toward Heavenly Origin Pavilion in the city center.
He Sheng looked up and saw, from afar, a magnificent structure standing amid spirit mist. That was Heavenly Origin Pavilion, the venue of this Primordial Mist Auction Conference.
Heavenly Origin Pavilion stood seven stories high, built entirely from some unknown white jade. The upturned eaves and bracket sets of every floor were inlaid with fist-sized spirit stones, rising tier upon tier like an exquisite treasure pagoda.
A layer of faint golden spiritual radiance flowed around the pavilion's summit, refracting the rosy clouds overhead into a kaleidoscope of colors. From a distance, it looked like an immortal palace that had fallen from the clouds.
"What grandeur."
He Sheng praised it sincerely.
Wind Spirit stroked his beard and smiled.
"This Heavenly Origin Pavilion was personally commissioned by Heavenly Centipede True Person. Who knows how many spiritual materials went into it? That Seven-Star Sky-Illuminating Pearl atop the pavilion alone is said to be worth nearly two hundred thousand spirit stones."
He Sheng nodded slightly. The lavishness of Heavenly Origin Pavilion did not surprise him; after all, it was practically a landmark of Primordial Mist Immortal City.
The two quickened their pace and soon