However, now was not a good time for "Red Dust Heart Refining."
The life-threatening business of his big head had yet to be resolved.
As for spending Spirit Stones on his little head, he would have to exercise some restraint for now.
Qing Chen suppressed his flicker of curiosity about the Blissful Union Tower and the Silver Hook Gambling House. Exploring this Black Market Auction and searching for treasures that could strengthen him was what mattered now.
He gently patted Su Zixuan's shoulder and said quietly, "Let's set aside Red Dust Heart Refining for now. Zixuan, lead the way. Let's take a look at this black market first."
Su Zixuan nodded at his words.
Following the token's guidance, they turned into an inconspicuous narrow passage, passed through several stretches of winding, dimly lit corridors, and gradually made their way toward a hidden location deeper underground.
Before long, a heavy iron door came into view, its atmosphere utterly different from that of the dueling arena.
Several guards stood solemnly at the entrance, their bodies entirely shrouded in black robes, their gazes sharp as burning torches.
"Halt." The lead guard held out a hand.
Su Zixuan stepped forward and handed over the Beast-Head Iron Token.
After inspecting it carefully, the guard silently handed them two broad black bamboo hats and gestured for them to put them on.
Qing Chen and Su Zixuan complied. The broad brims hung low, concealing most of their faces and leaving only their eyes exposed.
"Honored guests, may your wishes come true." Having delivered this stock phrase, the guard stepped aside to clear the way.
Lifting a heavy door curtain, Qing Chen and Su Zixuan stepped inside, entering this bizarre and dazzling underground world.
The auction hall was dimly lit, but this did not hinder the cultivators' vision.