Some people were heading out to exchange for spirit stones, while others were preparing to ambush and intercept…
Even more cultivators were lying in wait along the way, hoping to snatch the technique manual from anyone who managed to obtain it.
The Old Ancestor of the Hu Clan turned his gaze toward the auction platform.
That lord had instructed him: if any trace of the “Nine Heavenly Swords” was found, he must obtain the manual at any cost.
Then, he was to deliver it to the Heavenly Sword Sect and secretly hand it over to a young girl named ‘Su Yanran’.
He would deliver the manual as ordered, but the Hu Clan absolutely must make a copy for themselves.
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Inside Room Thirty-One.
Su Yanran stared greedily at the “Nine Heavenly Swords,” a voice inside her screaming frantically: Get it, get it.
“Teng Snake, I want this technique! Hurry up and think of a way!”
“Wishful thinking. Even the Old Ancestor of the Sheng Clan gave up. Do you think you can get it? And even if you did, could you hold onto it?” The Teng Snake’s dark green eyes gleamed with mockery.
The Teng Snake somewhat regretted forming a contract with Su Yanran.
It didn’t understand why Su Yanran sometimes seemed to have her intelligence forcibly lowered.
When it first met Su Yanran, she was surrounded by purple aura, her destiny was strong and flourishing, destined for great achievements in the future.
Even after she killed several disciples who opposed her, her destiny hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
But for some unknown reason…
A year ago, the purple aura around Su Yanran suddenly began to fade.
“Teng Snake, I remember you are a divine beast, right? Divine beasts all have divine cores. You’ve recovered quite a bit over the past two years. Couldn’t you take out your divine core now to exchange for spirit stones?”
Su Yanran’s face was exquisitely beautiful, but the words she uttered chilled the Teng Snake to the bone!
The Teng Snake’s cold green eyes fixed on Su Yanran. “How do you know I’ve condensed a divine core?”
A master shouldn’t be able to sense the existence of a divine core.
This was a rule of the world, a protection for divine beasts.
The divine core was the secret of every divine beast. Even a master bound by a symbiotic contract would not be told about the divine core!
How exactly did Su Yanran learn the secret of the divine core?
“I… I… read it in an ancient text. It said divine beasts all have divine cores.” Su Yanran felt somewhat guilty.
Of course, Su Yanran wouldn’t tell the Teng Snake that an old man with a white beard told her in a dream.
The Teng Snake’s green eyes were cold and sharp. It remained silent, not exposing Su Yanran’s lie.
Su Yanran said cautiously, “Teng Snake, this ‘Nine Heavenly Swords’ manual is very important to me. I must have it.”
“Haven’t there been plenty of things you ‘must have’ over these past two years?” the Teng Snake asked coldly.
It truly admired Su Yanran’s determination, ruthlessness, and decisiveness.
Every action Su Yanran took within the Heavenly Sword Sect left no room for criticism.
“Teng Snake, I want to get this sword manual for you. With this half-step immortal grade technique, your strength can increase faster, and we won’t have to be controlled by others anymore.” Su Yanran’s beautiful eyes welled up with tears, her voice tinged with grievance, her face full of sincerity.
The Teng Snake sneered. If not for their two years together,
it might have actually been fooled by Su Yanran.
“I don’t need this technique,” the Teng Snake said, its eyes filled with mockery.
Su Yanran’s fingers curled inward, clenching tightly. Since the Teng Snake was treating her like this, don’t blame her for what happens next!
Su Yanran stood up. “I’m going to the corridor to clear my head.”
The Teng Snake glanced at Su Yanran and let her leave.
The Teng Snake revealed its hand, injured by the Blazing Flame. The palm already showed exposed white bone, and the blood vessels in its arm were turning black, clearly poisoned.
“Why is the Blazing Flame getting stronger? Clearly, in that battle, the Blazing Flame also lost its divine core…” The Teng Snake’s deep green eyes became damp and cold.
The Blazing Flame’s master was Feng Qingran.
Feng Qingran seemed to have a faint trace of purple aura about her?
Could it be that Su Yanran’s destiny was taken by Feng Qingran?
The Teng Snake recalled Su Yanran mentioning that the dragon bone was taken by Feng Qingran. So, Feng Qingran really had stolen Su Yanran’s destiny…
The Teng Snake was still pondering the matters of Su Yanran and Feng Qingran, completely unaware that it was already falling into danger.
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Ninth Floor.
Mo Jinghong’s star-like eyes were profound, his expression grave. “Little Junior Sister, no matter what happens later, do not leave this room. Wait for me to come back for you.”
“Okay.” Feng Qingran nodded vigorously. Anyway, the room had spirit food and tea; she was happy to stay.
However, it was rare to see Seventh Senior Brother so serious. She was very curious?
But Feng Qingran didn’t ask further. She watched Mo Jinghong’s tall, straight figure, her eyes shining brightly.
Mo Jinghong closed the door and placed a restriction seal over the entire room.
Then, he formed a hand seal and instantly appeared on the top floor of the auction house.
There was only one room on the top floor.
Two Virtual Divinity stage experts stood guard outside the door.
They recognized Mo Jinghong and asked casually, “Young Master, what is the matter?”
“I need to see the Pavilion Master.” Mo Jinghong’s posture was like a splendid jade tree, radiating a faint brilliance.
“Apologies, the Pavilion Master is not receiving guests today. Please return.” The Virtual Divinity expert’s eyes flashed with arrogance.
Mo Jinghong’s divine sense spread to the third floor. His dark, sharp eyes were deep and piercing, making it hard for others to meet his gaze. “Is it inconvenient to receive guests, or is there another operation underway?”
The Virtual Divinity expert’s eyes showed surprise. He was actually being slightly suppressed by a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Instantly, the unique pressure of the Virtual Divinity stage surged towards Mo Jinghong. “Young Master, we respect you as that person’s disciple and have shown you some courtesy. Do not overstep your bounds.”
