With a little inquiry, Mingling Pavilion could easily find out its location; after all, in this black market, it wasn't something that couldn't be discussed openly.
He Caitou simply asked a stall owner and quickly learned the exact location of the Mingling Pavilion.
Mingling Pavilion is located at the very end of this black market, a fixed shop separate from the other itinerant vendors.
The variety of rare metals for sale is greater, and the prices are higher. Most importantly, as long as you can afford it, he can provide it.
Therefore, some people speculate that the Mingling Pavilion actually has the royal background of the Sun Moon Empire, otherwise it would be impossible for so many rare metals to circulate continuously.
The Mingling Pavilion occasionally holds soul-guiding competitions, offering rare metals as prizes—a way of attracting customers, I suppose.
Regardless of the Mingling Pavilion's situation, He Caitou still desperately wanted to acquire this batch of rare metals; otherwise, he wouldn't have spent 30,000 Gold Soul Coin to buy information about Old Tang.
The two moved quickly, arriving at the so-called Mingling Pavilion in about five minutes.
At this moment, Mingling Pavilion, a large crowd of onlookers gathered at the entrance, whispering among themselves, creating a lively atmosphere in the dead of night.
Huo Yuhao and He Caitou squeezed through the crowd and finally saw the Mingling Pavilion, which had been described as mysterious.
In reality, the so-called Mingling Pavilion isn't as mysterious as it sounds.
At first glance, it's just an ordinary two-story shop. Compared to the skyscrapers of Mingdu, it's not even a building.
Mingling Pavilion was a shop located in a dead end, at the very end of the black market.
The shop's decor wasn't luxurious; in fact, it could be described as shabby, but it was still much better than those street vendors.
The two-story building looks very unassuming, with only a wooden plaque hanging at the entrance bearing the three large characters "Mingling Pavilion ".
A man dressed as a waiter was energetically shouting at the entrance, "Hurry up and register, or you'll miss the deadline! Read the requirements carefully before registering. If you don't meet the requirements, don't bother coming. The competition starts in half an hour. Don't miss out, come on over!"
The waiter called out as he pointed to the signboard next to him.
Huo Yuhao stared intently and quickly deciphered the conditions written on it.
There are only two requirements for applicants: first, you must pay a registration fee of 5,000 Gold Soul Coin; second, your Soul Engineer level must be at Level 6 Soul Engineer are not acceptable.
" Little Brother Huo, did you see the conditions written on that sign clearly?" He Caitou raised his hand, squinting as he tried to make out the words on the signboard.
Huo Yuhao truthfully told He Caitou the above conditions and asked, " Brother He, what is your Soul Engineer level? Do you meet the requirements? If not, we should hurry back and get those 30,000 Gold Soul Coin back first."
He Caitou laughed heartily, rubbing his bald head, and said modestly, "Haha, Little Brother Huo, I just reached the level of Level 6 Soul Engineer a few days ago, so I think I can give it a try."
Hearing He Caitou's words, Huo Yuhao nodded and asked again, "By the way, Brother He, what message did your Old Tang tell you?"
He Caitou, however, feigned mystery and said, "Hehe, Little Brother Huo, it's best not to say, there are too many people around."
Huo Yuhao didn't force him, but looked He Caitou up He Caitou down and said, " Brother He, I think with your skills you can easily get first place. In that case, why don't you change your clothes? That way you can make a quick getaway."
He Caitou found Huo Yuhao's words to be very reasonable. He and Huo Yuhao went to a nearby alley, disguised themselves, and soon came out again.
At this moment, He Caitou had completely changed his appearance. He had grown a full beard, spoke with a heavy northern accent, and even wore a wig. His originally dark skin had become very fair, and there was no resemblance between them at all.
After finishing all this, He Caitou greeted Huo Yuhao and then ran to the shopkeeper to register.
As for Huo Yuhao, he didn't even have a Soul Engineer badge, so there was no way he could go back to participate in that so-called competition.
However, he could still watch the game. There was a ticket booth next to the guy, Huo Yuhao took out a small bag of money that he had just swiped from someone and threw it to the ticket seller.
"Ticket costs 100 Gold Soul Coin. Here's your number tag, please take it." The staff member accepted the money bag and was about to hand a wooden tag to Huo Yuhao.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in somewhat expensive clothes grabbed the staff member and snatched the wooden sign away.
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and looked up at the person.
"Supervisor," the staff member said respectfully upon recognizing the person who had entered.
Huo Yuhao asked somewhat displeasedly, "Excuse me, what does this mean?"
Seeing Huo Yuhao's displeasure, the middle-aged man first lowered his voice and spoke a few words to the young staff member before saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, all the regular seats are full. I'm very sorry. If possible, for the same price, I can upgrade you to a VIP seat. Is that alright?"
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes slightly. This coincidence was rather clumsy; it was obvious that someone had deliberately lured him there.
When he realized that the people who had been monitoring the Shrek Academy students day and night had disappeared, he suddenly understood everything.
His Spiritual Detection activated instantly, and in one of the private rooms at the competition venue beneath the Mingyue Pavilion, he spotted someone who seemed completely out of place.
Huo Yuhao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a delighted expression. "That's great! Then take me there. A fool wouldn't pass up a good deal, right?"
The middle-aged man remained silent, but gestured for Huo Yuhao to proceed, saying, "Please, sir."
Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao stepped into the seemingly small Mingling Pavilion.
The Mingling Pavilion is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Its underground area is quite large, easily accommodating hundreds of people, and its metal walls are very sturdy.
Riding the ascending Soul Tool downwards, Huo Yuhao quickly arrived at the underground competition venue.
He was currently in a corridor, where bright Soul Guidance Lamp illuminated everything. To his left was a row of neat metal railings, and looking down, rows of metal crafting tables were neatly arranged in the distance below.
The contestants stood quietly, waiting for the match to begin. Huo Yuhao casually glanced around and quickly spotted He Caitou's position.
The audience was sitting all around them, and the noise echoed constantly. Even with so many people underground, Huo Yuhao did not feel the slightest bit stuffy, which meant that there was a good circulation system here.
Huo Yuhao followed the middle-aged man to a private room.
As the door opened, the young man in the wheelchair smiled and looked at Huo Yuhao.
" Huo Yuhao, let me introduce myself. I am Xu Tianran, the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, and also Ju Zi's fiancé."
Xu Tianran's tone suddenly became more forceful when he mentioned the word "fiancé," and at the same time, an invisible aura suddenly pressed down on Huo Yuhao.