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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百零八章 太乙金精与血蛟丹

When the system spoke, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Lin Xuan. He had never imagined that there would be such an unexpected twist in this auction.

The auctioneer's voice suddenly paused, and then a new voice echoed through the hall: "Wait!"

Before Lin Xuan could react, a figure materialized from the air above the stage—a monk wearing a red robe. The sound of his chanting reverberated throughout the entire hall as he appeared.

"Glory to Buddha!" The monk's voice was soft, but it carried an echo that filled the great hall with its resonance.

The audience gasped in unison. "Oh my!"

"Who could have hidden here?"

Looking at the yellow-faced monk with a scar on his face, both human and demon races were filled with exclamations of surprise. It wasn't hard to understand why—among those who had participated in the auction were all post-crown cultivators above the infant stage, revered by others as they were. There were over forty high-ranking cultivators (or powerful demons) present, and such a grand assembly of experts could have someone hiding among them, sneaking past their senses? It was truly inconceivable.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted, his face turning pale with fear. This figure was none other than an old monster from the Separation Stage. Lin Xuan had never been so close to such a being before. Although he still harbored some doubts about Dreaming Beauty, when facing her, he only felt the presence of a Spirit Stage cultivator. But this old man was indeed a genuine Separation Stage cultivator. Just his spiritual pressure alone was terrifying.

Lin Xuan's heart sank as the worst-case scenario became reality—there were truly Separation Stage monsters here, and one of them was even a monk! Could it be the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect? What should he do?

Giving up Xia Guocao for an infant pill was important, but his life was more precious. Lin Xuan silently weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

However, just as he was about to make a decision, he felt the sharp gaze of Master Huitong. Although it didn't linger long, Lin Xuan's heart began to drum with fear—this meant that the other party had already seen through his true appearance.

Lin Xuan did not know that although Master Huitong appeared calm on the surface, his mind was in turmoil. He recognized this mask; there were only a few such masks in the Sky Craft Sect. How could it be in Lin Xuan's hands?

Could this young man have any connection to Dreaming Beauty? This would cause some trouble. Among all Separation Stage monsters, Dreaming Beauty was the most unreasonable and protective of her own interests.

But Tianya Haige had male disciples, right? Master Huitong felt both frustrated and surprised. Although he wasn't afraid of Dreaming Beauty, such a sudden change in attitude was not worth it. Moreover, there seemed to be an outstanding debt between Wang Tinglou and Dreaming Beauty, which made him biased towards her. This was something that needed careful consideration.

In any case, this matter required long-term planning. He couldn't act rashly until he knew the relationship between Lin Xuan and Dreaming Beauty.

Master Huitong thought to himself as the old monsters around them were left speechless. Although Dreaming Beauty's achievements were legendary, no one had actually seen her in action. But before their eyes was a genuine Separation Stage cultivator.

Was this some kind of joke? First, Wang Tinglou, the top cultivator of the Twelve Cloud States, participated in the auction; now, a Separation Stage monster appeared personally at the scene.

"Grandfather," said Snow White, her voice trembling. "Why are you here?"

"Why not?" Master Huitong showed his displeasure. "Isn't it allowed for me to buy something I like?"

Snow White quickly shook her head. According to the agreement between the major forces, Separation Stage cultivators were only supposed to remain in the background and intervene in special situations. But as a mere post-crown cultivator, she had no right to criticize him—wouldn't that be like an old man hanging himself by trying to commit suicide?

The other participants remained silent, their eyes filled with envy. Reaching Separation Stage meant hope for ascending to the Spiritual Realm, which was truly the beginning of eternal life.

Xia Guocao was about to fall into the hands of Bar Sin, but Master Huitong's sudden appearance prevented it. However, he didn't dare make a sound. The Elder of Liulian Valley was naturally arrogant and domineering in other situations, but faced with Separation Stage monsters, his arrogance was meaningless.

He forced a smile: "Since Uncle Huitong has taken an interest in this treasure, I will not contest it. Please accept it."

Master Huitong said slowly, "Nephew, you are wise. Xia Guocao is indeed useful to me; otherwise, I wouldn't have competed with you over such a minor matter. As White Niece mentioned earlier, Wang Tinglou seemed willing to trade too. I also have two liang of Taiyi Gold Essence here. Let's use this as the exchange condition."

In fact, Master Huitong had offered the same price as Bar Sin, but his higher cultivation level forced the other party to back down. This was the reality of the cultivation world—without power, nothing could be said.

Snow White's voice echoed: "Master Huitong has bid the highest price, trading two liang of Taiyi Gold Essence for Xia Guocao."

However, she did not ask if anyone else had bid higher. She knew that no fool would dare to block a Separation Stage monster's path.

But this time, her guess was wrong. A lazy voice suddenly echoed: "Miss White, what kind of auction is this? The bidding hasn't ended yet. Who said someone with a higher price couldn't get Xia Guocao?"

Everyone in the hall gasped in shock. Was there really someone so fearless? Could another Separation Stage monster have joined the competition?

However, when they looked in that direction, their hopes were dashed—there was an unfamiliar young cultivator. Not only had he not reached Separation Stage, but his cultivation level was at most mid-stage.

Everyone was stunned and began whispering to each other. This person must be very brave—or perhaps he was just tired of living.

Of course, some people reacted differently. Dreaming Beauty raised her eyebrows, a strange expression appearing on her face: "My brother really dares to do such things. It's fun."

New Moon frowned, showing both joy and concern. (To be continued)

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