Regardless of his identity, that token alone entitled him to far better treatment at the auction. Why, then, had he come to a place where Rogue Cultivators gathered?
Was his identity fake? No... impossible. Who would dare forge a Kirin Token of Tiandao Palace?!
As those thoughts flashed through her mind, the obese female cultivator's flesh began to tremble uncontrollably.
Both her expression and attitude were utterly different from before.
Her previous arrogance and haughtiness had vanished, replaced by a face full of terror.
Looking at the figure before her, after a brief moment of shock, she could not help crying out, "Th-this is... Ti—"
Before she could finish, however, she was interrupted.
"Little girl, there are some things you only need to know in your heart. There is no need to say them aloud."
"Y-yes, Senior! Might Senior have any other instructions?"
Drawing a deep breath, the obese female cultivator suppressed the fear in her heart and asked in an incomparably respectful voice.
The Duobao Merchant Guild behind the auction house was certainly no minor power, but that was only relative. Compared to the nine super-first-rate powers of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land, it was naturally not worth mentioning in the same breath.
If she had encountered disciples of one of those nine powers, she would not have been excessively afraid.
But a Tiandao Palace Holy Son was one of the core upper echelons of a super-first-rate power.
No matter how overbearing the obese female cultivator usually was, she was no fool. She naturally understood that the person before her was absolutely not someone she or the Duobao Merchant Guild could afford to provoke.
The Tiandao Palace Holy Son's avatar waved a hand. "No. I only wish to attend the auction in peace. I do not wish to be