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Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 20: Auction Part Two (Major Repair)
Two black-clad cultivators stood like imperial guards at the entrance, their spiritual blade magical artifacts hanging at their waists, vigilantly watching the arriving guests.
“Secret Phrase!”
As Liu Yu approached, they scrutinized him with indifferent expressions.
The black-clad cultivators exuded a chilling aura of decisiveness, as if they had experienced numerous battles and were akin to fearless warriors who had witnessed the cycle of life and death, in contrast to the disciples of certain sects.
“Facing away from all beings”
“Fishing alone through the ages”
“An uncertain late life”
With a blank expression, Liu Yu internally criticized the "secret phrases" but responded promptly.
After confirming the secret phrases were correct, the black-clad man opened the door and stood aside, motionless.
Without further hesitation, Liu Yu strode in.
Behind the door was a spacious hall, with a red carpet laid down the aisle.
At the far end, there was a raised platform about five to six zhang high.
Surrounding the walls were lanterns, casting a soft glow that illuminated the area brightly.
Inside the hall, several rows of chairs were neatly arranged but not connected, each spaced about half a zhang apart, as if arranged according to some rule.
As for the second and third levels of the hall, they contained exquisite private rooms, each with small windows to view the hall's activities.
Upon entering the hall, Liu Yu scanned the surroundings.
He noticed that there were similar doors in three other directions, with cultivators emerging one after another.
“Looks like there are multiple entrances,” he thought.
At this moment, the hall was sparsely populated with cultivators, most of whom concealed their faces.
Some were seated with their eyes closed, while others glanced around.
However, there was little conversation among them; attending such an underground auction clearly meant they wished to keep their identities concealed.
It seemed that it was still early, and many seats were vacant.
Liu Yu remained expressionless as he walked to a row towards the back and casually took a seat.
To his right was a female cultivator wearing a rabbit mask.
She donned a simple yet elegant pink long dress, with her lustrous black hair cascading naturally over her shoulders.
At first glance, she had a long neck and delicate collarbones, with neatly arranged bangs.
The red-dressed female cultivator nervously clutched the edge of her dress, curiously looking around.
When she noticed the unfamiliar male cultivator sitting next to her, her demeanor became somewhat awkward, as if on guard.
As the male cultivator's gaze fell on her, her eyes flickered before she quickly turned her head away.
"Judging by her behavior, she can't be very old?" Liu Yu observed, sitting upright and taking note of her situation.
However, he had no intention of initiating a conversation, instead quietly surveying his surroundings.
Liu Yu discovered that most of the cultivators in the hall were at the qi refinement stage, with only a few at the mid stage of qi refinement, while the majority were late stage of qi refinement.
He boldly speculated that the foundation establishment cultivators were all in the private rooms upstairs.
After a moment of observation, Liu Yu closed his eyes and began to quietly adjust his breath.
...
About fifteen minutes later, the seats gradually filled, and the number of figures increased.
A quick glance revealed that there were probably around two to three hundred cultivators present.
“Bang bang bang~”
With three loud chimes, the underground auction officially began.
“Boom!”
As the last chime echoed, several large doors slammed shut with a resounding noise.
Liu Yu quickly scanned the area and saw that all four doors were tightly closed, causing a slight unease in his heart.
After the doors closed, a plump middle-aged man with a rosy complexion briskly walked onto the platform from behind the scenes.
He wore a black robe with golden threads, making him very conspicuous as he stood at the center of the platform.