Black Seal Auction

As Xiao Yan pondered, he toyed with the Storage Ring in his hand, holding it up to the dazzling sunlight. Before long, a shadow blocked the light. Rising curves filled his view, and the pale valley between them was even more dazzling.

"We're here."

She certainly had the figure for it. Those curves hid even Cai Lin's face, and all he heard was her soft voice beside his ear.

Xiao Yan sat up with a sharp exhale. Through the drifting clouds, he took in most of Black Seal City: a city built of enormous black stones, ringed by mountains, with countless people streaming toward it below like swarming ants.

"So this is Black Seal City... After all these years, it still looks the same," White Fang remarked beneath him.

"You've been here before?" Xiao Yan asked, calmly surveying the city below.

"Once, three hundred years ago. The Black Rock Sect seemed to be in charge back then. Who knows which faction has taken over now? The Black-Corner Region is chaos itself. A sect can lord it over everyone today, only to be toppled and slaughtered tomorrow, whether by infighting or another faction in the city."

White Fang paused.

"Master, those murderous bastards are all greedy for money. They'll fleece us just to enter the city. Should we—"

"Find somewhere outside the city to rest. I'll go in with the three of them." Xiao Yan patted White Fang's head with a smile.

It was a shame Qing Lin's cultivation was still too low. Otherwise, he could have put White Fang straight into her Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils.

"Got it!" White Fang beat his eight wings and plunged downward, landing on a broad, level stretch of grass.

The surrounding caravans hurried around him, staring in terror at the ferocious sixth-rank magical