Those who can sit on the third floor are all cultivators with powerful auras, or dignitaries with a large number of followers behind them.
"Look over there!"
Ling Xiao suddenly lowered his voice and pointed at a group of people sitting in the center of the third floor.
"That's the person from the Xuantian Sect!"
Gu Sheng's pupils shrank. In the center of the third floor, a group of cultivators wearing white-bottomed gold-edged robes were slowly taking their seats. The leader was a stern-faced middle-aged man with a long sword hanging from his waist.
Wherever they passed, the cultivators around them bowed their heads and saluted.
Except Luoyun City, Sky Cloud Pavilion.
Young Master Qin kicked the beggar blocking the way, his silk robe glowing with dazzling golden light in the sun.
Behind him were seven or eight younger brothers with smiles on their faces, and the most eye-catching one was the tower-like man who was always half a step behind and exuded a cold aura - Tie San.
"Young Master Qin, walk slowly and be careful of the steps."
One boy was hunched over, like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.
Young Master Qin snorted coldly, and glanced at the crowd lining up in front of the Sky Cloud Pavilion's door, with a disdainful curve at the corner of his mouth.
"A bunch of country bumpkins are worthy of bidding at the same auction as this young master?"
His voice was not quiet, and the faces of several luxuriously dressed businessmen in the front row suddenly turned ugly, but after seeing the person clearly, they quickly lowered their heads. In this Luoyun City, no one dares to offend the only son of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Get out of the way! Young Master Qin is coming, get out of the way!"
The younger brothers shouted in a fake and intimidating manner and roughly pushed away those who blocked the way.
Tie San followed silently, his falcon-like eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, his right hand always pressed on the dark dagger at his waist. Everyone who was swept by his gaze shuddered involuntarily.
Sky Cloud Pavilion's steward had already come out to welcome him, his fat face full of smiles.
" Mr. Young Master Qin's visit really makes the store shine! Your seat is ready, right in the first row!"
Young Master Qin's nostrils were turned upward, and he didn't even look at the matter.
"I heard there are some good items in this auction?"
"Yes, yes, the finale this time is a fifth-grade elixir and a sword said to come from ancient ruins."
The steward rubbed his hands and followed Young Master Qin step by step.
A group of people entered the Sky Cloud Pavilion hall in a mighty manner. The hall is luxuriously decorated, and the walls are inlaid with luminous pearls.
Hundreds of seats are arranged in a fan shape, and the further you go, the more distinguished you are.
Young Master Qin swaggered towards the first row, but when he saw the young people in the middle wearing Zixia patterned robes, his steps paused imperceptibly.
"People from Zixia Holy Land?"
He lowered his voice and asked the steward.
Sweat broke out on the steward's forehead.
"Yes, you are the core disciple of Zixia Holy Land. You just arrived this morning."
Young Master Qin showed fear in his eyes, but soon returned to his arrogant look.
"Humph, they're just a few young boys."
Having said that, his voice was obviously much softer.
"Young Master Qin will definitely become Zixia Holy Land's core disciple in the future!"
A younger brother flatters you at the right time.
"That's natural."
Young Master Qin raised his chin haughtily.
"My father said that he will send me to participate in the selection next year."
Tie San stood behind Young Master Qin, but his eyes were always locked on the people Zixia Holy Land.
His right thumb unconsciously rubbed the handle of the knife.
"Tie San."
Young Master Qin suddenly turned around.
"Tell me, will Gu Sheng come to this auction?"
Tie San looked away, his voice hoarse.
"Not sure. But according to reports, he has indeed been active in the city recently."
Young Master Qin said angrily.
"That ignorant thing dares to make trouble on Tai Sui's head.
We must catch him this time! "
"Young Master Qin Don't worry."
Tie San said lightly.
"As long as he dares to show his face, he can't escape."
Young Master Qin nodded with satisfaction and then gave instructions to the younger brothers.
"You guys, go around the venue to see if there are any suspicious people. Remember, don't alert the Zixia Holy Land people."
The younger brothers followed the order and left, leaving only Tie San standing behind Young Master Qin like a shadow.
It was almost time, and Sky Cloud Pavilion was filled with people.
Gu Sheng was sitting on the edge of the fifth floor, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the seat unconsciously.
This chair is made of some kind of Ling Mu. Sitting on it can make people feel peaceful, but it can't calm the restlessness in his heart at this moment.
"This place doesn't even have a decent seat!"
Ling Xiao sat down next to Gu Sheng, almost pressing the arm of a female cultivator next to him, causing the other party to glare angrily.
He didn't care, but tugged at his collar irritably.
"Why do we have to squeeze in on this useless fifth floor?"
Gu Sheng glanced around. Indeed, as Ling Xiao said, the entire fifth floor was crowded, with many people and even two people sharing a seat.
Looking down, although there are many people on the third and fourth floors, they are obviously much more relaxed, especially in the front row of the third floor, where the monks in luxurious clothes can even cross their legs leisurely.
"Keep your voice down."
Gu Sheng Lower your voice.
"I just inquired about it. The seat of the Sky Cloud Pavilion not only depends on the value of the treasure, but also depends on the cultivation level and identity."
Ling Xiao sneered.
"That group of people? I saw it just now. There was a fat man on the third floor. He only had a broken sword of low-grade Xuan rank, and he was sitting there with such arrogance!"
A kind-faced old man next to him heard this, stroked his gray beard and smiled.
"What the young people don't know is that he is a direct descendant of Liu Family of Qingfeng City. Although the Liu family is not a top family, it is still prestigious in this area."
Ling Xiao still wanted to refute, but Gu Sheng held down his wrist with such force that Ling Xiao frowned.
"Don't forget where we are now."
Gu Sheng leaned close to his ear and kept his voice extremely low.
"The city lord's son is still in our hands."
This sentence is like a basin of cold water poured on Ling Xiao's head.
He curled his lips and finally calmed down, but his eyes still scanned the more comfortable seats below unwillingly.
Gu Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes unconsciously fell on a young man in a brocade robe in the front row of the third floor.
The man was lazily leaning on the back of his chair, surrounded by a few flattering followers. He looked like a young man from a big family.
"Who is that?"
Gu Sheng asked the old man.
The old man followed his gaze and his expression changed slightly.
"The young master of the Qin Family, Young Master Qin. Qin Family is one of the best cultivation families within a thousand miles. It is said that Nascent Soul Ancestor is in charge of the family."
He paused and his voice became even lower.
"This young master has a bad temper, you'd better not mess with him."
Gu Sheng nodded, but something strange arose in his heart.
He always felt that he had heard this Young Master Qin voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
At this moment, on the auction stage in the center of the Sky Cloud Pavilion, a man wearing a white shirt and an elegant face walked out slowly.
As soon as he appeared, the whole Sky Cloud Pavilion instantly became quiet.
"Thank you all fellow Daoists for coming to the Sky Cloud Pavilion."
The voice of the man in white shirt was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in every corner.
"Today's auction starts now."
The audience burst into cheers and applause.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but get excited, stretched his neck and looked down the stage.
"The first lot——"
The man in white shirt smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal. A woman in a black dress walked onto the stage, holding an exquisite sandalwood box in her hands.
The woman walked to the center of the stage and slowly opened the box amid countless expectant eyes.
"Boom!"
A ray of green light rose into the sky, illuminating most of the Sky Cloud Pavilion in an instant.
At the same time, a strong fragrance of elixir filled the air, and Gu Sheng felt that the speed of spiritual power in his body suddenly accelerated, and there seemed to be a warm current surging in his meridians.
"Is this... a breakthrough?"
A monk next to him exclaimed and quickly crossed his legs to adjust his breath.
The man in white shirt looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction and said loudly.
"One fourth-grade Breakthrough Pill can help Golden Core Stage monks break through the shackles of the small realm. Taking Foundation Establishment Stage monks has an 80% chance of directly forming the elixir successfully! The starting price is ten fourth-grade elixirs, or treasures of equivalent value."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted from the third floor.
"Fifteen!"
"Twenty!"
On the second floor, a masked female nun refused to be outdone.
Ling Xiao's blood boiled with excitement, and his fists clenched unconsciously.
"Gu Sheng, do we want it?"
"No."
Gu Sheng interrupted him decisively.
"The elixir we brought was used to buy that thing, don't make it unnecessary."
Ling Xiao curled his lips, but did not insist anymore, but his eyes were still fixed on the elixir that exuded an alluring light.
"A middle-grade Xuan-level spiritual sword!"
A rough man on the fourth floor suddenly stood up and shouted.
The man in white shirt nodded slightly, and an invisible thought seemed to sweep over the spiritual sword from behind the auction table. After a moment, he announced.
"After appraisal, the value of this sword is equivalent to fifty fourth-grade elixirs. Is there anything higher?"
"Sixty!"
In the hall on the first floor, a monk wearing a bronze mask stood up abruptly, his voice filled with determination.
The auction house was silent for a brief moment.
"Sixty-five!"
A hoarse voice came from the second-floor box.
The bronze-masked monk sat down slumped, his fists clenched but helpless.
"Deal!"
Chu Qianxuan has the final say.
"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for winning Breakthrough Pill!"
Gu Sheng The corner of his mouth raised slightly.
"It seems someone is in desperate need of a breakthrough."
Ling Xiao yawned.
"Boring, we have this elixir."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked around warily.
"I believe this next lot will dazzle everyone."
Chu Qianxuan took over a red long sword from the attendant. The moment the blade was unsheathed, the temperature of the entire auction house suddenly rose.
"[Spirit Rhinoceros Delusion Breaking Saber], Profound Grade Peak spiritual weapon, fire attribute, starting price is thirty-five fourth-grade elixirs, only bids for elixirs are accepted!"
Chu Qianxuan With a wave of his hand, a red sword energy swept out, causing ripples on the special protective shield. There was an exclamation of exclamation from the audience.
"Forty!"
"Forty-five!"
"Fifty!"
The price rose rapidly, but Ling Xiao was bored and started counting the luminous pearls on the ceiling.
"Sixty!"
A monk whose whole body was covered in flames shouted loudly, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.
"What's so good about this broken knife?"
Ling Xiao curled his lips.
"Not even to the ground level."
Gu Sheng chuckled.
"Not everyone is as used to seeing good things as we are."
"The two little friends don't seem interested in these treasures?"
A gentle voice came from behind.
The two turned around and saw an old man with gray hair and a childlike face looking at them with a smile. The old man was dressed in a simple gray robe, with a jade gourd hanging around his waist. His aura was restrained, but he gave people an unfathomable feeling.
"Senior is laughing."
Gu Sheng bowed his hands.
"It's just that these items are of little use to us."
The old man stroked his long snow-white beard.
"The auction has just started, and the good things are all behind. I came here this time to find a treasure that can extend my life."
Ling Xiao's eyes lit up.
"Senior, do you need to extend your life? With your cultivation level."
The old man waved his hands, with a sad look in his eyes.
"It's not for the old man's own use, but for an old friend."
"Old friend?"
Ling Xiao still wanted to ask more questions, but the old man had already turned around and looked at the auction table, obviously unwilling to talk more.
At the same time, in the corridor on the fifth floor, two monks in colorful clothes were looking around furtively.
"Are you sure that kid is on this floor?"
The squat monk asked in a low voice.
"Absolutely true!"
The tall and thin man gritted his teeth.
"I can recognize that back even if it turned into ashes! He was the one who locked us in the formation for three days and three nights!"
The short, fat monk had a look of malice in his eyes.
"Young Master Qin was injured by his palm, and his chest still hurts.
Make sure he looks good this time! "
The two of them were walking along the wall. Suddenly, the tall and thin man grabbed his companion and pointed to a box not far away.
"Look! It's him!"
Through the half-open door, you can clearly see the side face of Gu Sheng.
He was talking to Ling Xiao, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Yes, it's this boy!"
The pudgy monk's voice changed with excitement.
"Go tell Young Master Qin!"
"Wait!"
The tall and thin man held him.
"This kid's cultivation is not simple. Let's not alert him. Go to the third floor to report Young Master Qin first and let him make a decision!"
Chu Qianxuan stood on the auction stage wearing a purple and gold robe, tapping the jade mallet in his hand, making a crisp and sweet sound.
"Fellow Daoists, the first half of the auction has ended, and the second half will begin. I believe you have been waiting for it for a long time."
His eyes swept across the entire venue, specifically stopping for a moment in the first row of the third floor.
There were several cultivators sitting there with reserved auras, all of them with calm expressions, and they didn't even raise their eyelids to the treasures in the first half.
"Zixia Holy Land's senior brothers and sisters, are you here specifically for the finale?"
Chu Qianxuan asked with a smile.
In the center of the third floor, a glamorous woman wearing a Zixia patterned robe nodded slightly.
"Senior Brother Chu No need to ask any more questions, just continue."
"Haha, good!"
Chu Qianxuan laughed loudly.
"Then let's-"
"Wait!"
A low shout suddenly came from the fifth floor.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in brocade clothes standing up with a gloomy expression. It was Young Master Qin Family Young Master Qin.
Next to him stood Tie San, a strong man like an iron tower. Both of their eyes were fixed on a figure in the corner of the fifth floor.
"Gu Sheng!"
Young Master Qin gritted his teeth.
"I didn't expect you would dare to appear in Luoyun City!"
The man in blue shirt Gu Sheng in the corner smiled calmly.
"Young Master Qin, you're welcome. Are you the only one allowed to come to this Sky Cloud Pavilion auction?"
The anger in Young Master Qin's eyes grew stronger, and he was about to explode, but Tie San held his shoulders down.
"Young Master, it's not appropriate to cause trouble at the auction. It's not too late to take action after it's over."
"But if he takes advantage of the chaos and escapes"
Young Master Qin is unwilling to give up.
Tie San took out a green jade pendant from his arms.