The Myriad Gold Merchant Association!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had only just appeared.

An extremely unusual ripple, utterly unlike Yuan Power or spiritual power, spread out before the auction house entrance.

Seven-colored light flowed across the pagoda's surface, lending it an air of extraordinary mystery and nobility.

The four guards' gazes sharpened simultaneously when they saw the seven-colored pagoda in Ning Fengzhi's palm.

They sensed no offensive power within it.

But neither its material nor the light it emitted resembled any ordinary object.

"What spirit treasure is this?"

The guard blocking his path frowned, his tone losing some of its contempt.

Ning Fengzhi put away the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

He looked at the guard and spoke calmly.

"This is an unusual spiritual object that has accompanied me since birth, called the Seven Treasure Heaven-Inspecting Pagoda."

"It has no offensive power whatsoever. Its only function is to see through the true nature, age, and hidden flaws of every treasure under heaven."

Ning Fengzhi had directly repackaged the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support abilities as a treasure-appraising spiritual object this world could understand.

"Please inform your manager."

"Tell him a top-tier appraiser has come to offer his services."

At Ning Fengzhi's words.

The four guards exchanged glances.

Though they were only low-ranking gate guards, their long service at the Myriad Gold Auction House had given them discerning eyes.

The seven-colored pagoda in Ning Fengzhi's palm gave off no Yuan Power fluctuations.

But that peculiar glow flowing across its surface, and its exquisite, seemingly natural craftsmanship.

Were certainly not something ordinary craftsmen in the secular world could produce.

"Wait here."

The lead guard's expression grew more serious.

"I'll inform Master Yan."

"If you dare use some sleight of hand to make fools of the Myriad Gold Merchant Association, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

The guard turned and went through the entrance.

Ning Fengzhi stood where he was, unmoving as a mountain.

He withdrew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into his body, lowered his eyes slightly, and silently steadied his breathing.

Only he knew that his back beneath his loose white robe was already completely drenched in cold sweat.

In this higher-dimensional world, where people killed at the slightest disagreement.

Every step he took as a support-type Soul Master with no fighting ability was a tightrope walk along the edge of a cliff.

A short while later.

The guard hurried back out and beckoned to Ning Fengzhi.

"Master Yan is in the appraisal room on the second floor. Follow me."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly and followed the guard into the enormous building.

The moment he entered the Myriad Gold Auction House.

Ning Fengzhi keenly sensed that the surrounding air had become extremely thick.

Faint, extraordinarily complex patterns flickered across the floor and walls.

These were high-level spirit-gathering and defensive formations.

On the Douluo Continent, only Spirit Hall's Elder Hall might have similarly crude Soul Power-gathering formations.

Here, however, they were merely standard fixtures for a merchant association.

After passing through a lavish corridor.

Ning Fengzhi was led into a spacious appraisal room on the second floor.

Beside the rosewood table in the center of the room.

Sat a middle-aged man in gray robes with a goatee.

The middle-aged man was toying with two smooth pieces of jade, not even raising his head.

But the instant Ning Fengzhi stepped into the room.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure, almost tangible, swept straight out of the middle-aged man's body and bore down firmly on Ning Fengzhi's shoulders!

[Martial Universe figure: chief appraiser of the Myriad Gold Auction House, Yan Dashan.]

[Cultivation: Great Perfection of Yuan Dan Realm!]

The captions beneath the sky screen flashed past.

Ning Fengzhi felt his knees buckle, his bones cracking under the unbearable burden.

The pressure of the Great Perfection of Yuan Dan Realm.

To his body, which had never been tempered by Yuan Power, it was like carrying an iron mountain on his back.

But he clenched his teeth and fought with all his strength to keep his legs straight.

He was the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He could hand over his wealth and humble himself.

But he could never kneel before someone like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"You have some backbone."

Master Yan lifted his eyelids and glanced at Ning Fengzhi.

With a casual wave of his hand, that terrifying pressure vanished without a trace.

Ning Fengzhi gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, but he still maintained his refined posture.

"The guard tells me you possess a treasure-appraising spiritual object that has accompanied you since birth?"

Master Yan's tone was flat, carrying the scrutiny of someone in authority.

"I have appraised treasures in Yuan City for decades, yet I have never heard of a spirit treasure that accompanies someone from birth and gives off no Yuan Power fluctuations."

"Bring it out. Let me take a look."

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath.

He immediately channeled his Soul Power, and seven-colored light gathered in his palm.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hovered in the air once more.

Master Yan narrowed his eyes, sweeping his powerful spiritual power directly over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

A moment later, he frowned.

"An unusual material and a perfect structure."

"But there are indeed no formations or Yuan Power core inside."

"Can this thing really appraise treasures?"

Master Yan wasted no words.

He took a black wooden box straight out of his Universe Bag and tossed it onto the table.

The wooden box opened.

Inside lay a withered section of root, charred black all over and covered in cracks.

The root gave off an extremely faint heat, looking like a useless piece of firewood pulled from a fire.

"This is something the auction house received just yesterday."

"A few mercenaries dug it out from deep within a volcano outside the city."

Master Yan stared fixedly into Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

"Since you claim your spiritual object can see through the true nature of every treasure."

"Take a look at this root."

"If you're right, you'll be a guest appraiser at the Myriad Gold Auction House from now on."

"If you're wrong, or dare spout nonsense."

A trace of killing intent flashed through Master Yan's eyes.

"I'll twist your head right off and hang it over the auction house entrance."

The Douluo Continent.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats again.

"What kind of test is this? A rotten piece of charred wood-how could anyone identify it?!"

Bone Douluo stamped his feet in agitation.

On the Douluo Continent, Soul Masters identified medicinal herbs entirely through illustrated records and experience passed down by their predecessors.

An object from another world, buried for who knew how many years, lay entirely beyond the Douluo Continent's sphere of knowledge!

Sword Douluo gripped his sword hilt tightly, his palm slick with cold sweat.

On Shrek Academy's training grounds.

Tang San studied the charred root, activating his Purple Demon Eye.

"There are no obvious energy fluctuations, and its exterior has been completely carbonized."

"Even I, relying on the records in the Tang Sect Poison Scripture, would have absolutely no way to determine its grade or medicinal properties."

Tang San delivered an extremely pessimistic assessment.

"I'm afraid Sect Master Ning faces far more danger than hope this time."

The Martial Universe.

Inside the appraisal room.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the charred root on the table, his expression still calm.

He raised the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand.

Soul Power flowed into it.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Light Shines!"

Ning Fengzhi chanted softly.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spun rapidly in midair, its first and second tiers suddenly lighting up.

A seven-colored beam shot straight from the pagoda's base, precisely enveloping the charred root.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Soul was itself a supreme treasure of heaven and earth.

Aside from its support enhancements.

Its most fundamental hidden talent was its absolute perception of all natural treasures between heaven and earth!

The reason Ning Rongrong had once sensed the presence of supreme-grade immortal herbs at a glance on the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was precisely this trait of her Martial Soul.

At that moment.

The seven-colored beam enveloped the root.

Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda transmitted the root's internal material structure and energy feedback directly into his mind as extraordinarily clear images.

In the space of just three breaths.

Ning Fengzhi opened his eyes and withdrew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Master Yan picked up the teacup beside him, a faint sneer on his lips.

"What? Can't identify it?"

Ning Fengzhi ignored Master Yan's mockery.

He looked at the root in the wooden box and spoke with absolute certainty.

"This is not a root."

"These are the remains of a fifth-grade spirit medicine, Earth Core Fire Ganoderma."

The moment those words left his mouth.

Master Yan's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.

Ning Fengzhi continued.

"This Earth Core Fire Ganoderma should originally have been growing for over a thousand years, containing extraordinarily violent fire-attribute Yuan Power."

"But just as it was about to mature, it suffered an extraordinarily terrifying attack from an external ice-attribute force."

"Its outer shell was instantly carbonized."

"The medicinal potency at its core was forcibly frozen, which is why it appears to have no Yuan Power fluctuations."

Ning Fengzhi extended a finger, pointing at the least conspicuous hairline crack on the root's surface.

"Cut along this crack."

"Inside is the remaining ten percent of its medicinal essence."

"Although it cannot be used to refine fire-attribute Pure Yang Pills."

"If used to neutralize poisons of an extremely cold nature, its value would actually be twenty percent higher than that of an intact fifth-grade spirit medicine."

Deathly silence.

The entire appraisal room fell into an extraordinarily eerie, deathly silence.

The teacup in Master Yan's hand dropped straight onto the table, spilling tea all over the floor.

He sprang to his feet, his eyes widening like bronze bells as he stared fixedly at Ning Fengzhi.

Shock!

Utter shock!

Just last night, he had specifically invited the only Three-Seal Talisman Master in Yuan City.

That Talisman Master had expended a tremendous amount of Spiritual Power, probing it for two full hours.

The conclusion he reached was exactly the same as that of this white-robed, middle-aged man before them, who showed no fluctuations of Yuan Power whatsoever!

Even the special method of using it to neutralize extremely cold poisons matched without the slightest discrepancy!

Yet this man before them.

Had merely shone that so-called "Innate Spirit Object" over it.

In the space of three breaths!

He had completed two hours' worth of work for a Three-Seal Talisman Master!

"You... you really saw through it completely?"

Even Master Yan's voice carried a trace of trembling.

In this chaotic age, where resources were desperately scarce and trade was exceptionally frequent.

What did an Appraiser who could instantly see through the essence of Spirit Medicine without a single mistake represent?

An endless supply of Pure Yuan Pills!

The Myriad Gold Auction House's chance to monopolize the entire Bargain-Hunting Market of Yuan City!

Douluo Continent.

Inside the great hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A burst of cheering erupted, loud enough to lift the roof!

"Excellent! Just what we'd expect of our sect master!"

Bone Douluo was so excited that he threw his arms around Sword Douluo beside him.

"Now we're set! The sect master has established a foothold in that world!"

Sword Douluo also let out a long breath of stale air, his eyes filled with pride.

Shrek Academy.

Tang San took a deep breath as he watched the screen of light.

"So this is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's treasure-finding trait..."

"On Douluo Continent, this trait merely adds flowers to brocade."

"But in that Higher-Dimensional World, where resources determine everything, this trait is practically the ultimate commercial cheat!"

Inside the appraisal room.

Master Yan strode up to Ning Fengzhi.

His earlier lofty disdain and killing intent had completely vanished like smoke and clouds.

In their place was a merchant's shrewdest fervor.

"Sir, you possess extraordinary talent!"

Master Yan immediately cupped his hands toward Ning Fengzhi and bowed as he would to an equal.

"These old eyes of mine failed to recognize your worth."

"From this moment on, you are the Chief Guest Appraiser of our Myriad Gold Auction House!"

"Whatever you require, as long as the Myriad Gold Merchant Association can accomplish it, we will not refuse!"

Ning Fengzhi returned a proper aristocratic bow.

He knew his life was safe.

"You're too kind, Master Yan."

"I am new here and ask only for a place to settle."

"In addition, I need some Pure Yuan Pills to nourish this Innate Spirit Object of mine."

Ning Fengzhi stated his sole condition.

"No problem!"

With a broad wave of his hand, Master Yan took a heavy cloth bag straight out of his Universe Bag and pressed it into Ning Fengzhi's hands.

"There are one thousand Pure Yuan Pills here. Consider them a welcoming gift from the Myriad Gold Merchant Association."

"As for your accommodations and meals, the auction house will arrange a courtyard residence of the highest standard."

Night.

In a secluded courtyard residence behind the Myriad Gold Auction House.

Ning Fengzhi sat on the bed.

Before him lay the cloth bag filled with Pure Yuan Pills.

He took out a snow-white pill the size of a longan, which radiated exceptionally pure energy fluctuations.

This was the common currency of this world, the Pure Yuan Pill.

Without any hesitation, Ning Fengzhi swallowed the Pure Yuan Pill.

Boom!

The instant the Pure Yuan Pill entered his stomach.

An immense surge of violent energy, who knew how many times purer than the Soul Power of Douluo Continent.

Exploded directly within Ning Fengzhi's meridians!

Ning Fengzhi's face flushed red, and he hurriedly activated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to absorb it.

The seven-colored pagoda hovered above his head, frantically devouring this pure Heaven and Earth Energy.

As the energy continued to pour in.

Ning Fengzhi discovered to his astonishment.

The barrier to his Level 79 Soul Power, which had stagnated like dead water for over a decade.

Had actually begun to loosen under the impact of the Pure Yuan Pill's energy!

"How is this possible?!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes snapped open, filled with incredulous ecstasy.

The curse of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Because it had only seven floors, it could accommodate only seven Soul Rings in a lifetime, leaving its wielder's Soul Power forever stuck at Level 79, unable to break through to Soul Douluo.

This was an ironclad law of Douluo Continent.

But now.

Before the higher-dimensional energy of this other world.

There was no need to hunt Soul Beasts.

No need to attach a so-called eighth Soul Ring.

As long as sufficiently pure energy was forcibly poured in.

That damned barrier of law could actually be forced apart until it cracked!

Ning Fengzhi did not hesitate.

He grabbed a handful of Pure Yuan Pills and stuffed them into his mouth again.

Rumble!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda erupted with an intensely dazzling seven-colored light.

Crack!

With an exceptionally crisp sound of something breaking inside him.

Ning Fengzhi's aura instantly surged.

The Level 79 bottleneck shattered with a crash!

Without attaching a single Soul Ring, he relied directly on a sheer accumulation of pure energy.

To force his way into the realm of a Level 80 Soul Douluo!

He could even sense.

That as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda above his head was nourished by this otherworldly energy.

The faint, illusory outline of an eighth floor had appeared at its top!

Douluo Continent.

The entire world went utterly mad.

Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Several of Ning Fengzhi's elders from his direct family line dropped to their knees, aged tears streaming down their faces.

"It's broken..."

"The sect master has broken the curse that has plagued the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for ten thousand years!"