"Thank you." Su Chen solemnly expressed his gratitude. The reason he ca to Lingji Pavilion was for one purpose: to ensure that Lingji Pavilion would not spread the news about him, such as his ability to instantly kill Bei Buxiu and Yuan Tianyan, or his strength to defeat Lan Dingtian and even Xiao Ziyu.
It’s not that Su Chen preferred to keep a low profile.
However, if this news got out, his enemies like Feng Liu, Xuu Xiao, the Elder of the Pang Family, Qiu Shuang, and others would likely beco as timid as turtle hiding in their shells, not daring to show their faces outside the Feng, Xuu, Pang, or Qiu Families.
How could he get his revenge then?
Perhaps, with Su Chen’s current strength, he could forcibly break into the Feng Family, but it wouldn’t be easy. The foundation of a First-Order Power is still formidable, always with a few old monsters watching over. Forcing his way in would be too troubleso and not worth it.
Or, should he join the Feng or Xuu Families just like when he killed Yuan Tianyan? That’s unnecessary because Yuan Tianyan was confined for killing people of the Xiao Family. If Su Chen hadn’t entered Yanxu Palace, Yuan Tianyan wouldn’t have co out himself.
But Feng Liu and the others were different; they hadn’t killed people of the Xiao Family. They didn’t even know Su Chen was still alive, so they remained active in the Black God Mountain Region without hiding in their families.
As long as the Lingji Token doesn’t push notifications about him being alive and possessing terrifying strength, Feng Liu and the others won’t know. Killing them would be very easy.
This was Su Chen’s reason for coming to Lingji Pavilion.
Initially, Su Chen was uncertain if Lingji Pavilion would really honor his request.
To his surprise, not only did Lingji Pavilion honor it, but they did so in advance.
This pleasantly surprised Su Chen.
"What price do I need to pay?" Su Chen asked gravely, knowing there’s no free lunch in the world.
"Owe a favor." The woman smiled, "It’s a favor to , not Lingji Pavilion."
"Alright." Su Chen fell silent for a mont, then nodded.
"I’ll give you a piece of information for free," the woman added, "Wen Rou has joined War God Palace."
"Oh?" Su Chen’s eyes lit up, feeling more at ease. War God Palace is a super First-Order Power of the sa level as Yanxu Palace. In the War Ancient Sky, joining War God Palace assures safety.
Involuntarily, Su Chen asked again with anticipation, "What about Di Qiong?"
"I don’t know." Surprisingly to Su Chen, the woman shook her head.
"Even Lingji Pavilion doesn’t know?" Su Chen was skeptical.
"Indeed, we don’t know. Perhaps after finding Wen Rou, you’ll learn about Di Qiong’s whereabouts. They were always together during your ti in the Thunder Spirit Ruins."
"Alright." Su Chen nodded and then asked again, "I want to know about Feng Liu, Xuu Xiao, Qiu Shuang, the Elder of the Pang Family, and Xing Gu. Do you know their current whereabouts? What price must I pay?"
"No price, I’ll give it to you for free." The woman’s voice grew even lazier, "Xing Gu is currently in the Grand Yan Auction House in Song Yang City, accompanied by two elders of the Xing Family. Oh, if you want to kill him, do it now. If you wait, Xing Gu will slip out the back door. At the auction, any Martial Cultivator who wins a treasure is arranged by the Grand Yan Auction House to leave through the back door to ensure their safety. Not even Lingji Pavilion knows the exact location of the back door. As the Young Sect Master of the Xing Family, Xing Gu has wealth and power, and will definitely purchase so treasures. So, you’d better head to the Grand Yan Auction House now and kill him outright. Don’t wait by the front after the auction ends; you won’t find him.
"What about Xuu Xiao and the others?" Su Chen morized this, then asked.
"No rush. After Young Master Su kills Xing Gu, Yinyin will privately ssage you about Feng Liu, Xuu Xiao, and the others’ whereabouts."
"Oh?" Su Chen was quite surprised, "The Lingji Token can also send private ssages?"
This is just like smartphones on Earth in China, with QQ and WeChat. So advanced?
"Yes, but only the most top-level Supre Spirit chanism Card can send private ssages," the woman explained with a smile, "Yinyin has already upgraded your Lingji Token to a Supre Spirit chanism Card."
"Supre Spirit chanism Card? So the Lingji Token has grades?"
"Of course, from First Class to Ninth Rank, above which is the Supre Spirit chanism Card. In the War Ancient Sky, only nine people possess a Supre Spirit chanism Card. You are one of them, Young Master Su."
Listening to the woman’s introduction, Su Chen caught an underlying ssage. Perhaps Lingji Pavilion is not just in the War Ancient Sky. Are there also nine with Supre Spirit chanism Cards in the Great Luo Heaven and Traceless Heaven?
Su Chen’s mind tightened.
Could it be that Lingji Pavilion also spans Great Luo Heaven and Traceless Heaven?
"Thank you, miss." The next second, Su Chen dismissed those thoughts and sincerely expressed his gratitude, realizing he indeed owed her a great favor.
"Hehe, off you go," the woman chuckled. Like a Variable Witch, all of her laziness and seductive aura vanished, instantly turning into a pure and playful temperant reminiscent of an innocent school flower.
Su Chen was stunned.
In the next mont, the woman directly vanished.
"Young boy Su, the other party is very strong!!!" After the woman disappeared, Old Dragon spoke.
"Very strong? How strong? Could she be stronger than Xiao Ziyu?"
"Yes. She’s indeed a bit stronger than Xiao Ziyu."
"What?" Su Chen was dumbfounded, almost choking.
"No ti to be shocked. Hurry with your revenge. There are always people stronger than you. Your task is to work hard."
Su Chen nodded.
He left Lingji Pavilion.
The ti it takes for an incense stick to burn later.
At the entrance of the Grand Yan Auction House.
Su Chen appeared.
Today, at the entrance of the Grand Yan Auction House, there were ten middle-aged Martial Cultivators standing expressionlessly, their eyes scanning those coming and going at the auction house like scanners.
The ten middle-aged Martial Cultivators were quite strong, all between the Fifth Level and Ninth Level of the Fixed Character Eternal Domain realm.
The reason these middle-aged Martial Cultivators guarded here was to ensure the safety and smooth progress of the Grand Yan Auction House.
The Grand Yan Auction House is the number one auction house in Song Yang City and one of the top auction houses in the Black God Mountain Region, extrely popular.
Each year, the Grand Yan Auction House holds a grand auction event, called the Divine Grade Auction, once a year.
The Divine Grade Auction has been held for ten thousand years, never disappointing anyone. While the regular auctions might have ordinary items, the Divine Grade Auction promises only Supre Treasures!
As such, every annual Divine Grade Auction attracts many top-level powers, top-tier experts, and top prodigies from the Black God Mountain Region to participate.
Today happened to be the Divine Grade Auction.
These ten rather strong middle-aged Martial Cultivators were enshrined by the Grand Yan Auction House, stationed at the entrance to serve as guards.
Using ten Fifth to Ninth Level Fixed Character Eternal Domain Martial Cultivators as guards shows how much the Grand Yan Auction House values the Divine Grade Auction and its vast wealth.
Su Chen glanced at those ten middle-aged n, then walked towards them.
Imdiately.
The ten middle-aged n all looked up at once, their ten pairs of eyes falling on Su Chen, full of scrutiny, caution, and warning.
Soon.
Su Chen arrived in front of the ten middle-aged n.
"Is there sothing you need?" One of the ten middle-aged n spoke, his voice emotionless, only cold.
"I want to go in." Su Chen said.
"Go in?" The ten middle-aged n were taken aback, then one frowned, raising his voice slightly, "Don’t you know the rules of the Divine Grade Auction? It’s already started; no more entry allowed. Besides, you don’t seem to have an invitation."
The Divine Grade Auction isn’t sothing anyone can attend. An invitation is required.
"I have important matters. I must go in," Su Chen said seriously.
"Important matters?" Among the ten middle-aged n, you look at , I look at you, then one person frowned tightly, showing impatience, and asked sowhat abruptly, "What important matters?"
"To kill soone." Su Chen said flatly, uttering two words.
[More excitent tomorrow.]
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