Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chongzhou, Taifeng City!

Chongzhou is very special in the Dali Dynasty. Among the sixteen states of the Dali Dynasty, fifteen are dominated by the righteous path while the evil path is barely surviving.

But in Chongzhou, the situation is reversed.

Chongzhou is the only state in the Dali Dynasty where the righteous path is eliminated and the evil path is prosperous.

In Chongzhou, the evil path holds the upper hand and in turn suppresses the righteous path, which is in a state of being suppressed.

Taifeng City is located on the border of Chongzhou, not far to the northwest from Qingzhou. Because the Luochuan River passes through it and it is located at the junction of Chongzhou and Qingzhou, there are often merchant ships traveling back and forth, so Taifeng City is very prosperous.

However, what Taifeng City is most famous for is not its business atmosphere.

Rather, there is an auction house for extremely precious treasures in the city of Taifeng.

The magic sect in Chongzhou is prosperous, and they often have all kinds of spoils of unknown origin that need to be laundered and sold. At this time, they need an organization to settle the accounts.

Therefore, black market auctions were born, which were specifically designed to deal with the things that the demon cultivators needed to sell. For some good things, special auctions would be held to bid on them.

There are many auction houses of various kinds in Chongzhou. Their origins are basically a mixture of various forces, including local tyrants, aristocratic families, powerful independent cultivators, etc. It is said that some of the powerful auctions even have forces from Dali City participating in them to share the profits.

Although demon cultivators do not abide by the rules, the existence of an auction house is a need shared by all demon sects, so no one will break the rules at will.

This is like a black industrial chain, with various black markets and auction houses being the terminals for selling stolen goods. The higher the risk and more opaque the business, the greater the profits it often represents, attracting the participation of a large number of forces.

In Chongzhou, Jibao Auction House is one of the largest auction houses, with eight branches in the entire Chongzhou area, and Taifeng City is one of them.

At noon, on the street where the Jibao Auction was held, a woman walked slowly.

She was wearing black clothes, her eyes were dark and bright, and although her face was not very pretty, she had a mature charm.

This woman was none other than Su Jie's right-hand man Chen Yun.

She was asked by Su Jie to do something, so she came to Taifeng City.

Walking to the street where the Jibao Auction House was located, Chen Yun felt a lot of eyes scanning the surroundings as soon as she entered here.

Most of the people traveling on the streets here are monks, and this is Chongzhou, so it is easy to imagine where these monks came from.

With an unchanged expression, Chen Yun continued walking forward and arrived in front of the Jibao Auction House.

This is a five-story ancient building. There is no crowd here. On the contrary, the flow of people is sparse. Everyone who enters comes and goes in a hurry, or covers the whole body with a black robe, looking nervous and mysterious.

There are only a few people like Chen Yun who can enter without any obstruction.

After entering Jibao Auction House, someone soon came to find Chen Yun.

"My fellow Taoist, what goods do you want to sell?"

In a room specially protected by a soundproof magic array, a staff from Jibao Auction House asked.

"Call your leaders here, you can't handle it."

Chen Yun picked up the storage bag and a top-grade spirit stone jumped onto her palm, proving her strength and that she was not joking.

The people from Jibao Auction House were stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Okay, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he first respectfully served tea to Chen Yun, then went out and quickly went to report.

One high-grade spirit stone is worth thousands of low-grade spirit stones. Ordinary disciples in the Soul-Nourishing Realm basically don't have this kind of thing, and it won't circulate among disciples. It is only frequently used among disciples in the Secret Treasure Realm.

Being able to take out a top-grade spirit stone at will was enough to attract the attention of the Jibao Auction House.

After a while, the door of the secret room was pushed open again.

The person who appeared in front of Chen Yun was a well-mannered middle-aged man wearing a crown and a turban, and two guys who looked like guards, both of whom had the cultivation level of the tenth level of the Soul Condensation Realm.

Chen Yun’s strength is at the eighth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, but she is not at all weak and her expression is very calm.

"What's your name, fellow Daoist? I'm in charge of this treasure auction. My last name is Zhao, and I'm the shopkeeper here."

The middle-aged man Zhao Jiahao ordered two guards to guard the door, then walked in alone and gave Chen Yun a warm smile.

Being able to easily take out a top-grade spirit stone meant that Chen Yun was either extremely lucky and had some kind of adventure that gave her something good, or it meant that there was a powerful person in the Secret Treasure Realm standing behind Chen Yun, and she was just a glove pushed to the front.

"Chen Yun."

Chen Yun spoke calmly, without using a pseudonym. Her reputation was not well-known, and she was not as majestic as the hall master.

Zhao Jiahao recalled in his mind the young talents from all over Chongzhou, but he had no impression of the name Chen Yun.

Zhao Jiahao did not neglect her because their Jibao Auction House was doing business. Although businessmen would also treat people differently, Chen Yun had an unknown background and he certainly would not dare to offend her.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chen. I have heard of you for a long time."

Zhao Jiahao bowed repeatedly, and while pouring tea for Chen Yun, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I wonder what goods you want to sell this time. Can you show them to me?"

Chen Yun stared at Zhao Jiahao and said, "I know your Jibao Auction House, but I'm worried that you won't dare to accept the goods this time."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiahao burst out laughing and said with great confidence: "Fellow Daoist Chen, our Jibao Auction House is one of the strongest. We have even auctioned magic weapons before. Five years ago, the low-grade magic weapon, the Black Gold Sunflower Soul Fan, was sold from our auction house. At that time, it was auctioned for 125 million spirit stones. You can fully believe in our strength."

The value of a magic weapon is at least one million spirit stones, and magic weapons have very obvious personal characteristics. They are basically customized according to the individual. Unlike those standard-produced magic weapons, these magic weapons are often quite famous.

Because the one who can use the magic weapon must at least be a strong person in the secret realm, the kind that possesses the primordial spirit.

Such strong people naturally cannot be unknown, and the weapons they use are certainly not unknown either, and are often well-known.

Therefore, once the stolen magic weapon appears, it is easy to know where it comes from and who made it.

If the auction house does not have a certain level of strength, it will not dare to auction the items openly. If it offends a tough guy, the entire auction house will be retaliated against and its business will be overthrown.

"Ordinary magic weapons are not as good as the goods I want to sell. You have to be mentally prepared."

Chen Yun's tone was aggravated, which made Zhao Jiahao's heart jump and his face became serious. He didn't even care about the low-grade magic weapon. What on earth did this guy want to sell? Could it be a mid-grade magic weapon or some panacea?

A thought flashed through his mind, but Zhao Jiahao still agreed decisively.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, just tell me what you want. We at Jibao Auction House have seen all kinds of big events. There is no commodity in the world that we dare not auction."

Zhao Jiahao said this generously, he didn't know that he was about to regret what he said.

Seeing Zhao Jiahao's statement, Chen Yun nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, the goods I want to auction are people."

"people?"

Zhao Jiahao seemed to think he had heard wrong. Although auction houses in Chongzhou often dealt in human slave business, this was not enough to compare with magic weapons.

Unless the number of human slaves auctioned by Chen Yun was shocking enough, but this was impossible. I haven't heard of any large-scale disappearances recently.

"I want to auction off five people. They are Yu Wenjing from Guanchao Pavilion, Mo Shiyao from Miaoyin Temple, Jiang Lin from Jingyu Temple, He Wenfeng from Lingfa Temple, and Wei Qingwan from Wanjian League. I think Manager Zhao, with your broad knowledge, should have heard of the reputation of these five talented disciples."

Chen Yun finally revealed that the goods she wanted to auction were from talented disciples of the five orthodox sects.

Zhao Jiahao's eyes widened, and he felt numb all over when he heard what Chen Yun said.

Of course he had heard of the reputation of these people. Qingzhou, Qingzhou, Jingzhou and Chongzhou were all in the south of the Dali Dynasty and very close to each other.

As a businessman, he was well-informed. These five talented disciples all had great reputations and outstanding talents, and almost all of them possessed divine and holy bodies.

For example, Yuwen Jing, whose Obsidian Sky-unicorn Body and Divine Body rank fourteenth.

Jiang Lin, Purple Phoenix Body, Divine Body ranked 26th.

Wei Qingwan, Xuanyu Seven Star Body, ranked thirty-seventh in the Divine Body.

These talented disciples have already reached the Secret Treasure Realm at a young age, and some are being trained as successors to the sect. How could he not have heard of such outstanding people of the righteous path?

It was because he had heard it before that Zhao Jiahao was dumbfounded, with shock and fear entangled in his heart at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the one standing behind you is Su Su Zhenjun!"

Zhao Jiahao stuttered. He had already figured out the whole story. When Su Jie kidnapped these talented disciples, he gossiped about them with others.

But he never imagined that one day he would have to deal with these talented disciples of the righteous path.

Why did Su Jie, the Qingzhou magic giant, choose to do business? Why did he choose to do the business of auctioning talented disciples of the righteous path?

He had seen many big scenes, but he had never seen such a big scene! Who dared to sell the righteous genius so blatantly?

Chen Yun nodded and said, "This is the business of my Guiling Palace Saint Son. It seems that you are very clear about it and have heard of our Saint Son's reputation, so I don't have to introduce him."

When Zhao Jiahao heard Chen Yun's admission, he felt his scalp tingling.

Su Jie is a giant in the magic world of Qingzhou. Countless strong men have died at his hands. Such a ruthless man is talked about endlessly in a magic holy land like Chongzhou. He has heard so much about him that his ears are callused.

"Well, well, Mr. Daoist Chen, no, Sister Chen, can we discuss this further? This business is really..."

Zhao Jiahao had a look of wanting to cry but having no tears on his face; he absolutely did not want to take on this hot potato.

This is not a magic weapon, but an auction of talented disciples from the righteous sects. How could he have the courage to do that?

Once this news gets out, no one knows how angry the righteous sects will be. His heart won't be able to bear it!
"Why, you have already made a promise and want to go back on it. Are you looking down on our sect's Holy Son? Do you still want it from your Jibao Auction House?"

Chen Yun's eyes widened and her face turned cold.

Zhao Jiahao was so frightened that his body trembled. He didn't want to offend those righteous sects, and he also couldn't afford to offend Su Jie, the giant of the evil way. The expression on his face froze immediately, and he regretted it so much in his heart. What a waste of his confident agreement just now!

Regardless of what Zhao Jiahao was thinking, Chen Yun took out two documents with the terms of cooperation written on them. Without saying a word, she grabbed Zhao Jiahao's hand, dipped it in ink, and then pressed her fingerprint on it, in a very magic way.

Not only that, Zhao Jiahao also felt a slight pain in his wrist and a circle of black marks appeared.

Zhao Jiahao felt that this seemed to be some kind of special insect toxin. In an instant, he felt completely dejected.

"Okay, the cooperation has been reached. Our auction business will be taken over by your Jibao Auction House. This is a big business worth more than 10 million spirit stones. It can greatly expand the reputation of your Jibao Auction House. Seize this opportunity."

Chen Yun stuffed a contract into her arms, handed one to Zhao Jiahao, and patted Zhao Jiahao on the shoulder with an expression that said, "You've made a fortune."

"Yes, yes, Sister Chen, you are right. It is an honor for Jibao Auction House to have the Holy Son of Guiling Palace come to take care of our business. It is a great honor."

Zhao Jiahao forced a smile on his face, but his smile was uglier than crying.

But now he has boarded the pirate ship and has no regrets at all.

"I like people who know what's interesting. If you work hard, I won't treat you unfairly."

Chen Yun stood up, walked out of the Jibao Auction House, and hurried back to report the good news to Su Jie, leaving Zhao Jiahao alone sitting on the ground, looking like he had lost his soul.

Outside of Taifeng City, Chen Yun had just walked out of Taifeng City when her face suddenly turned cold.

"Humph, you are really brave!"

Chen Yun snorted coldly and quickly entered a forest.

Several figures caught up with them. They were all magic cultivators from Chongzhou. They had spies outside the Jibao Auction House and were doing some robbing and robbery business.

Chen Yun's temperament and clothing were somewhat different from Chongzhou's, so these demon cultivators targeted Chen Yun, an outsider, and wanted to make a fortune.

These people have strong cultivation bases, and there is one who is at the ninth level of the Soul Condensation Realm. In the outside world, they are considered to be very powerful.

But this time they chose the wrong target. After they entered the woods, they suddenly screamed, as if they saw some terrifying existence, and then the sound quickly disappeared.

A moment later, Chen Yun walked out again, and the figures of those Chongzhou demon cultivators were gone.

Two sizzling sounds came from Chen Yun's sleeves, and everything returned to calm. (End of this chapter)