Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Da Kui City was undoubtedly far noisier and livelier today than usual. Even from within the inn, Lei Qi could hear the earth-shaking clamor outside. He shook his head, packed his things, and left the inn, heading for Northern City. That was the Martial Alliance's territory, and the auction would be held there.
In a place like the Great Desolate Commandery, the most important thing for holding an auction was the organizer's strength. Otherwise, people might simply seize the auction items by force. After all, in the Great Desolate Commandery, strength reigned supreme, and order was exceedingly weak. If one's fist was not hard enough and one lacked deterrence, holding an auction would only invite humiliation. Fortunately, no one dared question the Martial Alliance's strength, so overall, this auction felt fairly secure.
After swiftly weaving through the city for nearly half an hour, Lei Qi finally reached the auction venue. Looking at the enormous auction house, capable of holding hundreds of thousands of people, amazement rose in his eyes once more. Compared to this place, the Golden Merchant Association's auction house seemed somewhat shabby. Of course, the disparity between their strengths was equally disproportionate, so such a difference was hardly surprising.
Outside the auction house, large numbers of Martial Alliance disciples maintained order. Naturally, what upheld that order were the weapons clenched in their hands and their sharp gazes.
There were many passageways leading into the auction house, but Lei Qi did not take the most crowded one. Instead, he entered through another passage with practiced familiarity. This was considered a premium entrance, with fairly good seats inside the auction house, though it required a fee of one thousand Pure Yuan Pills.
One thousand Pure Yuan Pills meant nothing to him.