Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Jinyun Auction House

The arrival of Ye Qian and her three Junior Sisters was merely a small interlude.

None possessed particularly high cultivation; one had just barely reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

The sole reason they were dispatched—much like Zhou Luo—was to borrow the formidable reputation of the Biquan True Sect.

Doing so could intimidate potential competitors during the auctions.

Soon arrived the day of the auction’s commencement.

Jinyun Auction House, the grandest auction venue in Jinyun Immortal City, enjoyed enduring prestige across the entire Jinyun Continent.

It was said that almost anything imaginable could be acquired here.

If something proved unavailable at Jinyun, finding it elsewhere became virtually impossible.

This treasury of rare treasures frequently showcased exceptional items.

Zhou Luo followed Ye Qian and the others toward the auction house entrance.

The complex sprawled vast across the city, its majestic halls looming with grandeur.

While ordinary establishments placed stone statues of lions or other magical beasts at their gates,

Jinyun Auction House instead chained two live Second Level magical beasts as guardians.

Resembling hybrid lion-tigers, the beasts crouched motionless—one shimmered with golden light, the other radiated silver gleam—each exuding an aura of menacing power.

Stationing Second Level Spirit Beasts as sentries vividly proclaimed Jinyun Auction House’s prestige.

"Wow, these two cloud lions seem even stronger than before. Clearly living quite comfortably!"

Just then, a young woman alighted from a golden carriage nearby.

"Carriage" understated it—the vehicle resembled nothing less than a moving palace.

Forged entirely of gold, it glinted brilliantly, studded with gemstones that blazed like captured sunlight.

Pulling it was a steed of dragon lineage, sleek-maned and regal, its bearing exuding nobility.

The gilded compartment held twin thrones draped with embroidered curtains depicting intricate formation patterns—a tacit barrier against prying eyes.

The girl emerged with a slender waist, sculpted legs, and snowy skin. Her spirited eyes fixed on the Spirit Beasts as she smiled like blooming spring.

Several powerful attendants escorted her, radiating Foundation Establishment energy. A Golden Core stage elder sat motionless atop the carriage,

seemingly meditating with suppressed aura—yet no one dared underestimate his presence.

Approaching the fearsome Second Level magical beasts, the girl casually extended her hand to stroke their heads, undaunted by their ferocity as though petting household companions.

The beasts remained submissive, permitting the caresses without protest.

"Young mistress, it is time we entered," the elder spoke lightly from the dragon-blood carriage.

The girl pouted, gave a final pat to a cloud lion’s head, then strode contentedly indoors.

Her attendants surged behind her. The elder descended gradually and entered the auction house under collective gaze—none dared meet his eyes, every head bowing involuntarily.

Only after his departure did the onlookers exhale their dread and follow suit into the auction hall.

"That’s the daughter of the Ninth Prince, exceptionally favored."

Beside Zhou Luo, Ye Qian whispered through voice transmission.

Upon hearing these words, his eyebrows lifted slightly as he questioned, "Long Yun’s daughter?"

Ye Qian gave a faint nod.

She knew Zhou Luo’s history with Long Yun, hence her deliberate introduction.

Learning this information, Zhou Luo was profoundly surprised.

Never expected to encounter Long Yu’s daughter here—fate truly brought enemies together.

If this girl competed against him during the auction, he’d better yield.

Following Long Yu’s daughter, other cultivators of significant stature steadily entered the auction house.

Zhou Luo stepped inside as well.

The interior was adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, resplendent and magnificent. Its vast space doubled even a football field from his previous life, where the furnishings were arranged with meticulous decorum.

Upon entering the grand hall, his eyes met an immense golden skeleton.

The skeletal remains towered fifteen meters high and stretched nearly forty meters long. Its surface shimmered with interlacing talisman light and radiant spiritual glow. An overwhelming sense of malevolent aura struck him, making his very soul tremble.

It was the preserved skeleton of a Third Level magical beast.

Faint traces of its terrifying might could still be sensed upon its remains. Displayed thusly, it commanded awe and projected the auction house’s formidable prestige.

The grand hall teemed with crowds. Scores had gathered—Foundation Establishment strong persons from across the lands and Qi Refinement cultivators of notable status, all shielded by powerful factions.

Entry required both prestige and substantial wealth.

Prior to entering, Zhou Luo’s group had invoked the name of the Biquan True Sect and sufficiently displayed their assets.

Precisely due to this display, the auction house staff escorted them to a rosewood door.

Pushing the door open revealed a chamber furnished with ornate vessels crafted from translucent, exotic materials.

Within the room sat a sofa cushioned with magical beast fur, radiating cozy warmth upon contact.

Zhou Luo leaned back, twisting his neck idly.

Through the vast one-way glass, he observed numerous cultivators taking seats on small wooden benches outside.

He instantly felt the perks of wealth were truly fine.

The three Biquan True Sect women sat near Ye Qian. Seeing Zhou Luo’s relaxed demeanor, contempt flashed through the young lady in blue’s eyes.

"A country bumpkin clueless of refinement! Why would Senior Sister insist on following him?"

Her grievances over yesterday’s reprimand had erased any shred of goodwill and now fueled outright disdain.

Soon, several beautiful waitresses entered the private box carrying trays laden with delicacies. They methodically arrayed the dishes upon the obsidian-carved table.

"Sir," one beautiful waitress inclined her head respectfully, her voice soft as silk, "May I assist you?"

"Certainly,” Zhou Luo accepted without hesitation.

Having attendants was a privilege, after all—this box had cost him a full ten medium-quality spiritual stones. He couldn’t waste the expense.

Turning to Ye Qian and her companions, he added, “They’ll require assistance as well.”

“I refuse!”

The refusal erupted cold and uncompromising from the young lady in blue before he’d even finished.

Her face hardened as she averted her gaze from Zhou Luo, focusing instead on the auction venue beyond.

Rumors held true enough—this guy chased beauty with unashamed greed.

The other two women exchanged uncertain glances, debating whether refusal or acceptance was wiser.

Ye Qian, however, remained utterly unperturbed. Calmly, she addressed the beautiful waitress:

“Assist me with a massage, if you would.”

Her instruction lifted their dilemma like a heavy weight, prompting relieved sighs. Both readily accepted service then.

This left the young lady in blue awkwardly isolated.

Just then, the commotion of the auction filled the air.

A wizened elder and a bewitching woman appeared atop the stage. Already placed upon the level stone surface atop the pillar was an exquisite crystal lamp.

The first auction item arrived shrouded beneath crimson silk.

Every eye fixated hungrily upon the cloth-concealed object.

For this inaugural offering was labeled:

"Primordial Spirit Bone!"