Battle Through the Heavens: Soul Travels Through Clouds and Mountains, Becoming a Winning Artist

Chapter 49 Black Seal Auction

First Elder Qing, then the young sect leader of the Blood Sect—Yun Congxin repeated the same words to the people of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion and the Blood Sect. Only after it was completely dark did the long, drawn-out pretense finally end. Yun Congxin returned to her small courtyard, lay down on her recliner, and sighed deeply.

"Sigh, if it weren't for the fact that there are too many cunning old foxes in the Black Corner Region who would disrupt the balance if I rashly revealed my strength, I would have just attacked and robbed them directly. Why bother with all this roundabout tactics?" Yun Congxin said resentfully to himself, "This is exhausting, more tiring than a fight..."

"Grandmaster, you're back?" Hearing the noise, Nalan Yanran came out from the side room and said obediently, "I'll go make you some tea..."

"No need, go to sleep early, we have to get up early tomorrow..." Yun Congxin said wearily, lying on the recliner. "Come with me to broaden your horizons tomorrow."

He touched the ice silk face mask, looked at the dark sky, and closed his eyes wearily.

Day two.

The entrance to the Black Seal Auction House was already packed with people, the crowd completely disorderly, filled with shouts, fighting, and the clashing of fighting spirits. It wasn't until the guards of the Black Seal Auction House came out to maintain order that the heroes of the Black Corner Region, under the physical persuasion of He Shan from the Eight Gates, managed to form a long, crooked queue.

Some people tried to cut in line, but they were immediately punished. Before the Eight Doors members even arrived, they were stabbed in the heart by the heroes in the queue.

"This is much more lively than I imagined..."

Yun Congxin and Gu He, along with Xiao Yan, Xiao Yu, Nalan Yanran, Yao Yue, and Yao Ye, arrived at the auction house. Looking at the grand scene, Yun Congxin couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Mr. Jiaxing, greetings." As soon as the group arrived, a pretty maidservant, protected by guards from the Eight Doors, came to Yun Congxin. "The elder has made special arrangements; your private room has been prepared. Please follow me."

Yun Congxin nodded, and the group followed her through the VIP passage into the auction hall.

As Yao Ye walked down the red-carpeted VIP passage, she glanced at the swaying maid and then at Yun Congxin. Yun Congxin's subtle expressions were hidden behind her silk mask, making it impossible for her to discern Yun Congxin's thoughts at that moment. However, she always felt that Yun Congxin's gaze was constantly fixed on Yun Congxin's slender, snake-like waist.

This made her blush.

"I hope Sect Leader Yun wouldn't be interested in this..." She touched her burning cheeks. "Would he order me to walk like her? That would be too embarrassing."

"What's wrong with this woman?"

Xiao Yan followed behind Yao Ye, and seeing that this woman was covering her face and walking like a bear rubbing against a tree, he was completely confused and had a black line on his face.

The group, each with their own agenda, arrived at their reserved private room, a very spacious rectangular room, much like a private cinema. All the seats inside were shaped like giant plush balls, arranged in a staggered pattern facing transparent glass, ensuring everyone could have a panoramic view of the auction hall.

As Yun Congxin and the others sat down, they were immediately enveloped by a soft and warm touch, and everyone praised the ingenious design of the chair.

"Young Sect Master, what's wrong?" In another private room, an old man who looked more like a vampire asked in confusion.

Fan Ling frowned and pondered for a moment, then chuckled, "Nothing much, it's just that the black-robed man behind Jia Xingshan seems a bit strange. It makes me... instinctively feel a little apprehensive."

The old man chuckled, "Hehe, the young sect master is indeed perceptive. I reckon he must be that mysterious fifth-grade alchemist. Alchemists usually possess blazing flames, which can certainly make those of us who cultivate the Blood Sect's techniques feel uncomfortable."

Fan Ling sneered: "It's not quite the same. Although our cultivation method is of the yin and cold nature, none of the alchemists in the sect can make me feel so... like I have thorns in my back."

"It's normal for a high-level alchemist to have some unique characteristics in their flames."

"Indeed, that proves my judgment was good." Fan Ling stopped dwelling on it and said in a low voice, "I wonder if that news is true or not. We've put so much effort and made so many arrangements for it. If it's false, I'll dig out whoever sent the message and suck their blood dry!"

"Hehe, Young Sect Master, don't worry," the old man said with a smile, trying to comfort him.

"It's so slow, when are we going to start..." Xiao Yu, sitting to Yun Congxin's left, yawned and said, "Xiao Yan has already started cultivating..."

"Don't rush, good things come to those who wait." Yun Congxin smiled, then turned to her three maids and said, "Look at them, they seize every spare moment to cultivate. Learn from them."

Ah, it feels so good to put pressure on others.

"What's the use of pretending to cultivate for at most half an hour?" Yao Yue rolled her eyes, disdainful of Xiao Yan's pretentious behavior.

A full hour passed before the auctioneer from the Eight Doors finally arrived on stage. Yun Congxin was almost asleep in the warm, soft chair.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The crisp sound of bells drowned out all the noise and drew everyone's attention to the crystal-cast auction platform.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Black Seal Auction House!"

Amidst the eager anticipation of everyone, the white-haired but vigorous auctioneer stood on the crystal platform and spoke with a smile.

"Hehe, my friends, I'm sure you're all getting impatient. Since that's the case, I won't bother with those polite formalities." The auctioneer, dressed in fine clothes, looked at the sea of ​​heads and spoke loudly in a clear, announcer-like voice.

As a seasoned veteran auctioneer, this old man was incredibly adept at stirring up the crowd's emotions. Before he had even finished speaking, thunderous cheers resounded throughout the auction hall, nearly lifting the roof off.

Upon hearing this, Yun Congxin, who had been comfortably shifting her position, preparing to take another nap, nodded almost imperceptibly to show her approval of his decision.

Everyone's here to get things done, nobody wants to listen to your idle chatter!

"As an annual grand event in the Black Corner Region, I believe that this event, hosted by our Black Seal Auction House, will certainly not disappoint everyone."

The auctioneer gestured with his hands to quiet the cheering crowd before smiling and striking the gavel on the specially made tabletop.

With the enhancement of battle aura, the crisp sound of the wooden hammer resounded throughout the auction house, a sound that would soon signify the sale of a treasure.

But now, it marks the official start of the auction.

"Now, I declare the Black Seal City Auction officially open!"

Suddenly, the crystal stand shone brightly, filling the auction stage and blocking everyone's view.