Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about how to leave safely."

Mu Xi's expression changed.

"Is someone watching us?"

"Yes, the one on the second floor wearing a gold-embroidered brocade robe."

Mu Feng said in a low voice.

"He was targeting me during the auction, and now I'm afraid..."

Mu Xi bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with determination.

"Brother, should we return the medicinal herb? Saving our lives is the most important thing."

"no!"

Mu Feng cut off his sister's words.

"This is a treasure I finally found that can cure your spiritual root; I absolutely cannot give it up."

Gu Sheng's telepathic message flashed through his mind.

"Don't worry, someone has agreed to help us."

As the auction drew to a close, the monks in the hall began to leave one after another.

Mu Feng noticed that Zhao Pengzu and Dong Wei were already standing on either side of the exit, their eyes occasionally glancing in their direction.

"Fellow Daoist Mu."

Gu Sheng's voice rang in Mu Feng's mind once again.

"Don't rush to leave after the auction ends."

"Fellow Daoist Lingxiao will create some chaos; you can take the opportunity to leave through the side door."

Mu Feng nodded almost imperceptibly.

"The final item for auction—the seventh-grade spiritual weapon 'Frost Sword,' starting bid price..."

The auctioneer's voice was suddenly interrupted by a piercing metallic scraping sound. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ling Xiao standing in the center of the hall, a long sword in his hand emitting a teeth-grinding hum.

"Sorry, the artifact has malfunctioned."

Ling Xiao bowed apologetically, but the buzzing sound grew louder and louder, causing many cultivators to frown and cover their ears.

Taking this opportunity, Gu Sheng quietly came to Mu Feng's side.

"follow me."

Mu Feng pulled his sister up, and the three of them quickly moved towards the side door amidst the chaos. As they passed a pillar, Gu Sheng suddenly took out two talismans from his sleeve.

"The invisibility talisman can last for half a quarter of an hour."

He handed the talisman to Mu Feng and his sister.

"Stick it to your body, but don't make a sound."

Mu Feng did as instructed without hesitation, and Mu Xi quickly affixed the talisman as well. In an instant, the two figures disappeared from Gu Sheng's sight.

"Go straight out the door and don't look back."

Gu Sheng's voice came from the void.

"I'll be waiting for you at 'Drunken Immortal Pavilion' in the east of the city."

Mu Feng felt his younger sister tugging at his clothes, so he carefully led her toward the side door. As they passed Zhao Pengzu, he could even hear the man's heavy breathing.

"Strange, where are the brother and sister?"

Zhao Pengzu suddenly looked around alertly.

Dong Wei also frowned.

"She was just sitting in that corner over there."

The two exchanged a glance, their faces turning deathly pale at the same time.

"Oh no! He's gone!"

"Where did they go? They were just here!"

Zhao Pengzu broke out in a cold sweat, his fingers gripping the railing so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Dong Wei's face was deathly pale, and his lips were trembling.

"We're doomed! Young Master Qin told us to keep a close watch on him at all times!"

The two stood on the corridor on the third floor of Tianyun Pavilion. The auction hall below was bustling with noise, but their eyes were fixed on the seats where Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao had originally been—now empty, with only half a cup of unfinished spiritual tea steaming.

"Find it! Find it quickly!"

Zhao Pengzu's voice trembled.

"If they get away, Young Master Qin will skin us alive!"

Dong Wei suddenly grabbed his companion's arm.

"Wait! Look over there!"

Following his pointing finger, Zhao Pengzu saw on the other side of the auction hall that Mu Feng and Mu Xi were still sitting peacefully in their seats, with Mu Feng whispering something to his sister.

"Thankfully, at least these two are still here."

Zhao Pengzu let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Go and inform Young Master Qin that I will continue to keep an eye on the Mu siblings."

Dong Wei nodded, then hurriedly pulled a jade pendant with a jade-green color from his pocket. The surface of the pendant shimmered with a faint spiritual light. Just as he was about to infuse it with spiritual power, a hand with distinct knuckles suddenly pressed down on the pendant.

"Are you two looking for that young Daoist couple?"

The voice was deep and pleasant, yet it made the two of them freeze. Looking up, they saw a man in a long, dark robe standing beside them.

The man had an ordinary face, but his eyes were strikingly bright, and a faint smile played on his lips.

"Who are you?"

Dong cautiously took a half step back.

The man chuckled.

"Don't be nervous. I saw those two people you were watching rushing to the fourth floor, as if they were going to see someone."

"The fourth floor?"

Zhao Pengzu frowned.

"The fourth floor of Tianyun Pavilion is not reserved for VIPs only."

"Believe it or not."

The man shrugged.

"I was just trying to be helpful. Judging from your expressions, it might be difficult to explain if you lose sight of someone, right?"

Dong Wei and Zhao Pengzu exchanged a glance.

They were well aware of Qin Shao's ruthless methods. The fellow disciples who failed in their mission last time were still suffering a fate worse than death in the City Lord's dungeon.

"go!"

Zhao Pengzu gritted his teeth and said.

"Let's go check out the fourth floor first!"

The two left in a hurry, unaware of the mocking glint in the man's eyes behind them.

The fourth floor of Tianyun Pavilion is much quieter than the lower floors, with winding and secluded corridors where lamps cast dappled shadows.

As I turned the corner, I suddenly heard light footsteps ahead.

"over there!"

Dong lowered his voice and quickened his pace.

The footsteps suddenly stopped. The two arrived at a secluded corner, where the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"Strange, clearly..."

Before Zhao Pengzu could finish speaking, a sharp pain struck the back of his head.

In the last moments before darkness fell, he heard that familiar voice speaking with a smile.

"Thanks for showing the way."

Meanwhile, the atmosphere at the main auction venue reached its climax.

"The low-grade Earth-rank spirit sword 'Frost' has a starting bid of 500,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

The auctioneer's booming voice echoed throughout the hall.

The cultivators on the second floor raised their paddles one after another, and the price quickly climbed to 800,000. Earth-grade spiritual artifacts are extremely rare in the cultivation world; even a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert would find it difficult to possess one.

"Eight hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Nine hundred thousand!"

"one million!"

The bidding was intense, and the atmosphere in the venue was lively.

However, most of the VIPs in the first row of the third floor showed little interest.

For these prominent figures, while Earth-rank spiritual artifacts are precious, they are not worth lowering themselves to fight for.

Qin Shao sat in his private box, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, but his gaze was not on the auction stage.

A jade slip floated in front of him, displaying a list of items to be auctioned next.

"There are only three more items left until 'that'."

Qin Shao muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with greed.

The old man beside him whispered, "Young master, the city lord has already raised two million high-grade spirit stones and thirty high-grade Xuan-rank magic treasures as collateral."

Qin Shao nodded, a flush returning to his pale face.

"This time I must succeed. With the 'Mysterious Yin Dew,' my 'Nine Yin Meridians' will be completely cured, and I will no longer have to suffer from the monthly torment of Yin Qi devouring my heart."

The atmosphere inside the auction hall had reached its peak.

Chu Qianxuan stood on the high platform, the jade box in his hand emitting a faint golden halo, reflecting on his face with a mysterious smile.

He paused deliberately for a moment, drawing everyone's attention to the jade box.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next treasure..."

Chu Qianxuan's voice was like a fine wine, making one want to drink it all in one gulp.

"It is neither a spiritual artifact, nor a magical artifact, nor a spiritual elixir, nor a cultivation technique."

A murmur immediately broke out in the audience.

"What is that? It can't be a rock, can it?"

A burly monk with a fierce face asked loudly, which caused a burst of laughter.

Chu Qianxuan remained calm and composed, his slender fingers gently tracing the edge of the jade box.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest. The last item up for auction today is the heart of a demon beast."

"cut!"

The audience immediately erupted in boos.

Qin Shao sat in the VIP section, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He had learned about today's final auction item through special channels long ago and had been preparing for it for three whole months.

His long, slender fingers tapped lightly on the armrest.

"Everyone, please be patient."

Chu Qianxuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying a fluctuation of spiritual energy, instantly silencing the entire audience.

"This is not the heart of an ordinary demon beast, but the heart of a demon beast in the Tribulation Transcending Realm that possesses some divine beast bloodline—the [Nine Desolate Unicorn Rhinoceros]!"

"what?!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.

Qin Shao's fingers suddenly stopped, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light. Although he already knew it was the heart of the Nine Desolate Unicorn Rhinoceros, his heart still couldn't help but pound violently when he heard the words "Tribulation Transcending Realm".

Chu Qianxuan watched the reactions of the crowd with satisfaction and slowly opened the jade box.

A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, and a fist-sized, golden heart was vaguely visible floating in it, its surface covered with mysterious patterns, and each beat seemed to resonate with the heavens and earth.

"The Nine Desolate One-Horned Rhinoceros, once it reaches adulthood, can surpass the Tribulation Transcending Realm and even reach the Venerable level."

Chu Qianxuan's voice was seductive.

"Its horn can be refined into a King-level magic weapon, its blood can be refined into seventh- or even eighth-grade spirit pills, and this heart..."

He paused deliberately and looked around the room.

"It can reshape one's foundation, transform one's physical body, and grant the owner the power to move mountains and overturn seas!"

Qin Shao gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white. Rebuilding his foundation! This was exactly what he had dreamed of. The accident three years ago had damaged his foundation, stagnating his cultivation. This heart was his only hope to break through the shackles!

"Starting bid: ten Grade 5 spirit pills, or a treasure of equivalent value."

Chu Qianxuan closed the jade box.

"There are no restrictions on the type of items being bid on. Let the bidding begin!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a hoarse voice rang out.

"A low-grade, complete spirit stone!"

There was an uproar.

Qin Shao's pupils suddenly contracted. Spirit stones! In the Starry Sky Spirit Realm, spirit stones are rarer than phoenix feathers.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is scarce, the dragon veins are damaged, and the spirit stone mines have long been depleted. Only those ancient holy sites may have some remaining.

"Two low-grade spirit stones!"

Then another voice rang out.

Qin Shao turned his head and saw that the person making the bid was a mysterious person wearing a silver mask.

Alarm bells rang in his mind—the situation was far more complicated than he had anticipated. He had originally thought that with the power of the City Lord's Mansion and the treasures he had carefully prepared, acquiring the heart was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, someone had already offered spirit stones as soon as the auction began.

Five low-grade spirit stones.

A clear, cool female voice suddenly rang out. The voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire room. All eyes turned to the central private room on the second floor—the exclusive seating area for the Purple Cloud Holy Land.

Qin Shao's heart sank.

That was Su Qingyue, a core disciple of the Zixia Holy Land. It was said that she had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and was only one step away from becoming a Divine Transformation cultivator.

She was dressed in white, her face was exquisitely beautiful, yet she carried an unapproachable aloofness.

"Damn it!"

Qin Shao cursed inwardly.

If Su Qingyue hadn't suddenly appeared, he could have easily used his connections at the City Lord's Mansion to trade the heart privately. But now, everything had to be done according to the rules.

Chu Qianxuan's smile remained unchanged.

"The Purple Cloud Holy Land has offered five low-grade spirit stones. Is there anyone offering a higher price?"

Qin Shao suddenly stood up.

Six!

The entire audience erupted in uproar once again. Who was this person who dared to challenge the Purple Cloud Holy Land?
Su Qingyue glanced sideways at Qin Shao indifferently, then parted her red lips slightly.

Seven.

Her tone was so calm, as if she were simply saying, "The weather is nice today," rather than bidding on a priceless treasure.

"Nine low-grade spirit stones!"

Liu Sucang's voice echoed in the auction hall of Tianyun Pavilion. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the VIP seat. The purple cloud-patterned robe of the core disciple of Zixia Holy Land shimmered faintly under the light of the spirit lamp.

"The Purple Cloud Holy Land is indeed very wealthy."

A soft laugh came from the private room on the second floor, where Qin Shao was playing with a jade fan in his hand.

"Eight low-grade spirit stones, plus one sixth-grade 'Mysterious Yin Body Tempering Pill'."

Auctioneer Chu Qianxuan's eyes lit up.

"Young Master Qin has offered eight low-grade spirit stones plus one rank-six spirit pill! Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"

A murmur rippled through the hall. A sixth-grade spirit pill was worth at least two low-grade spirit stones on the market, a price exceeding Liu Sucang's offer.

Liu Sucang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly raised his hand.

"Nine low-grade spirit stones and two grade six spirit pills."

"hiss--"

A collective gasp rippled through the audience.

This price is more than 30% higher than the market price of the heart of the Nine Desolate Unicorn Rhinoceros.

Qin Shao's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at Tie San beside him.

“My father said that this heart is of great importance to our Qin family.”

Triathlon's low voice.

"Young Master, the Patriarch did indeed instruct us to spare no expense."

Qin Shao suddenly stood up.

"Eight low-grade spirit stones, two sixth-grade spirit pills, and ten top-grade Xuan-level spirit weapons!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Ten top-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapons? That's equivalent to twenty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Has the Qin family gone mad? All for a demon beast's heart?"

"What do you know? The heart of the Nine Desolate One-Horned Rhinoceros is the main ingredient for refining the 'Nine Revolutions Golden Pill,' which is said to help people break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck!"

Liu Sucang's previously composed expression finally showed signs of change.

He squinted and looked in Qin Shao's direction. Their eyes met in the air, as if sparks were flying.

"Senior Brother Liusu"

The disciple of the Purple Cloud Holy Land beside him whispered.

"This price has far exceeded our expectations."

Liu Sucang raised his hand to stop his fellow disciple from speaking, and slowly took out an item from his storage ring.

It was a small, emerald-green sword, no more than three inches long, yet it exuded a chilling aura. The moment the sword was drawn, the spiritual energy in the entire auction hall seemed to freeze.

"A low-grade Earth-rank spiritual weapon, the 'Azure Sky Sword'."

Liu Sucang's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire room.

"This will be used as the price."

"what?!"

Qin Shao clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Chu Qianxuan's voice trembled. (End of Chapter)