"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Liu, for informing me," Lu Changfeng said to the tall and thin cultivator.

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Meeting each other is fate. Just now, Fellow Daoist Lu mentioned that you are a talisman master, is that correct?"

Lu Changfeng nodded.

"I would like to buy some talismans. Can Fellow Daoist Lu sell me a few?" Liu Yuan asked.

Lu Changfeng immediately took out a hundred First Grade Rank Five talismans from his storage bag.

Liu Yuan looked sincere and took a deep breath. "That's too many. I only need ten."

Lu Changfeng said, "According to the price in the shop, one First Grade Rank Five talisman is worth eighty low-grade spirit stones. I'll sell you one for forty low-grade spirit stones!"

Liu Yuan gratefully said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu."

The transaction was completed.

In the auction, a five-meter tall, snow-like furred, gentle-tempered hound fox slowly walked in.

Sitting on top of the hound fox was a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous crystal-colored long dress, adorned with magical treasures and spiritual ornaments all over her body. Her gaze was proud and noble.

Beside the woman was an ugly-looking old man and an exceptionally handsome young man.

Old Ghost Ding smiled apologetically and said, "Madam, we have arrived. Please come down."

The people around changed their expressions and quickly avoided, keeping their distance from the woman.

Last time, someone who didn't know any better brushed past Chen Qingling and was instantly killed by Old Ghost Ding the next second.

Now, Chen Qingling was like a thorn in Old Ghost Ding's heart, loved to the heavens. Anyone who dared to approach her within one meter or posed any threat to her would be killed by Old Ghost Ding, even if they were his own children or members of other cultivation families.

The other three major families in Fallen Cloud City knew that Old Ghost Ding's days were numbered. They became frantic in order to protect Chen Qingling and her son with pure spiritual roots in her belly, strictly forbidding anyone in their families from getting close to her.

Lu Changfeng frowned, looking at the person who turned out to be Chen Qingling, and had a bad premonition.

Old Ghost Ding carefully escorted Chen Qingling to the VIP room.

Only then did the people present breathe a sigh of relief, afraid that this woman would go berserk and have them killed by Old Ghost Ding if they displeased her.

Liu Yuan's eyes were filled with fear as he said, "Yesterday, a cultivator was killed by Chen Qingling because he was ugly and disgusted her. The next second, he was killed by Old Ghost Ding."

Lu Changfeng's eyes widened in shock. "This brat is even more domineering than when she was in Fallen Cloud Town."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan's face turned pale. "Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful what you say. How come you know Madam Ding?"

"I don't know her!" Lu Changfeng shook his head.

Liu Yuan didn't believe it but didn't press further.

When the auction began, a beautiful woman with a slender waist, sweet voice, and dressed in a qipao-like dress stepped onto the stage.

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion holds an auction every year, and it never disappoints the Fellow Daoists present. The first item up for auction this time is a First Grade Rank Eight treasure: Wind Thunder Needle."

Although this needle is a First Grade Rank Eight treasure, it is a set of nine hundred and eighty-one pieces forged from hundred-year Wind Thunder Stones. It is as fast as the wind and carries the power of thunder and lightning, its power no less than a quasi-Second Grade treasure.

Ladies and gentlemen, the starting price for the Wind Thunder Needle is five thousand low-grade spirit stones. Please make your bids!

"I bid five thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Five thousand five hundred!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

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In the end, this set of treasures was bought by a Qi Refining ninth level cultivator.

Then came the second item.

The third item.

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The seventh auction item.

None of the auction items caught Lu Changfeng's attention until the eighth item came on stage, and his eyes lit up.

First Grade Rank Five Marrow Cleansing Pill.

"As we all know, medicine is three parts poison. If one takes elixirs for a long time, it will damage their physical body and potential, and even more seriously, their spiritual roots, causing them to weaken or become an ordinary mortal. However, this Marrow Cleansing Pill not only has no toxins, but it can also expel the poison in one's body..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are a total of three Marrow Cleansing Pills here, with a starting price of six thousand low-grade spirit stones. Please make your bids."

"I bid ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."

A faint voice came from the Tie Family's VIP room, showing determination with the price.

Upon hearing these words, everyone's faces showed a helpless smile.

The Tie Family has the best reputation among the four major families, and they are also a family of alchemists. In the future, they will inevitably need to rely on others for alchemy.

Therefore, one by one, they gave the Tie Family face and abstained from this auction.

Lu Changfeng pondered for a moment, looked at the lack of competition in the room, and also discovered the strangeness of the situation. He decided to give up on bidding for the first Marrow Cleansing Pill and instead prepared to compete for the second and third Marrow Cleansing Pills.

"Everyone, thank you for your concession."

Tie Yishan smiled as he successfully bid for the first Marrow Cleansing Pill.

When the second Marrow Cleansing Pill was put up for auction, its price instantly rose to nine thousand low-grade spirit stones.

At this moment, a voice came from the VIP room of the Zhuge Family.

"Ten thousand."

"Twelve thousand."

Zhuge Ming's face turned cold as he looked towards the room of the Liu Family and said, "Liu Tianliang, are you not giving me face?"

Liu Tianliang sneered, "I can give face to anyone here, but I won't give face to you, Zhuge Ming."

Upon hearing this, everyone knew that the heirs of these two major cultivation families had some grievances between them. They once again abstained from bidding to avoid getting involved.

"Alright, let's see how many spirit stones you have to compete with me."

The struggle between the major families was all about pride.

Zhuge Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Fifteen thousand."

"Twenty thousand!"

This voice came from an ordinary seat.

Everyone's faces were shocked as they turned to look at the young man in a black robe and bamboo hat.

Liu Tianliang smiled faintly.

Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones had already exceeded the price of the Marrow Cleansing Pill. He was only trying to provoke Zhuge Ming, not anyone else. Therefore, he gave up on this auction.

Zhuge Ming's face turned extremely gloomy.

A mere independent cultivator dared not give him face and interfered in his struggle with Liu Tianliang. It was simply seeking death.

"Twenty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Zhuge Ming didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, so he gritted his teeth and added five hundred more low-grade spirit stones.

Everyone also knew that Zhuge Ming was determined, and they looked at Lu Changfeng with a playful expression, wondering if he had the courage to raise the bid.

"Twenty-one thousand."

Lu Changfeng said calmly.

Everyone felt incredulous.

This person's courage was too great.

This time, he probably completely provoked Zhuge Ming.

Liu Yuan's face turned pale, trembling all over. He didn't dare to stay with Lu Changfeng any longer and immediately left the auction.

"Boom..."

A thunderous sound came from the VIP room.

Zhuge Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lu Changfeng.

If it weren't for the prohibition against fighting at the auction, he would have immediately gone forward and killed Lu Changfeng.

"Daring! You even dare to provoke my Zhuge Family. Let's wait and see."

Zhuge Ming said angrily.

Liu Tianliang laughed, "Fellow Daoist, I admire your courage."

Lu Changfeng remained calm, showing no fear of Zhuge Ming's threats, and sat still in his seat.

In the end, he successfully bid for the second Marrow Cleansing Pill at a price of twenty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones.

As for the last Marrow Cleansing Pill, a voice suddenly came from Old Ghost Ding's room.

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