After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Chapter 100 There's Always Someone Who Wants to Die (Part 1)
The substitute doll she bought before was a life-saving magic item, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator at most once, and it even carried a basic illusion array effect, all for only 8,000 high-grade spirit stones!
That stand-in doll might look fluffy and seem to only serve a cute purpose, but it's made of real, high-quality materials—not cheap at all—and it can actually save your life!
In this world, what is most important? Life! Without life, everything else is meaningless! Cultivators strive to improve their skills, seek breakthroughs, extend their lifespan, and live longer.

As Lin Yan was reflecting on her experience, the Repair Pill was finally sold for 15,000 high-grade spirit stones.

The next few items will be magical artifacts.

The auctioneer set the stage with great fanfare, enthusiastically introducing the item: "The next item is a seventh-grade sword, painstakingly crafted by Master Lingxiao over five years. Its blade is made of rare meteorite iron and is incredibly sharp."

Seeing that the audience and the VIPs in the second-floor private rooms were more or less interested, the auctioneer raised the price of the sword: "If this master craftsman were to go into seclusion for 5 years just to forge this sword, it would be a great honor. The sword is not yet named, but after it recognizes its owner, the owner can give it a name that is uniquely theirs."

The swords in the Chamber of Commerce are all named, and their additional functions are also categorized according to their names; they are not unique.

As a sword cultivator, who wouldn't want to possess a unique sword that belongs solely to them?

Magical artifacts of grade six and above possess consciousness. The higher the quality, the stronger the consciousness. The consciousness of a grade seven sword is considered weak, but it can still progress along with its master.

Many people sitting in the audience haven't made a bid yet, presumably many of them are there specifically for this sword.

After heating up the atmosphere, the auctioneer announced the starting price: "The starting price for this sword is 20,000 high-grade spirit stones, with no limit on the bidding. As everyone knows, anything made by Master Lingxiao is bound to be a masterpiece. This starting price is actually far from enough to cover the cost of forging this sword. It's just that Master Lingxiao specifically instructed us to find a good owner for the sword!"

Twenty thousand spirit stones is not much for truly wealthy families and sects; this starting price is meant to filter out some people.

Lin Yan looked left and right, and none of the people sitting in this area looked like a master weapon refiner.

She had never met Master Lingxiao, nor did she know what he looked like. She searched the square using the communication jade disc, but found no image of the master.

Bai Ya, who was standing next to her, wasn't interested in the sword forged by the master; she was looking at the communication jade disc. She turned to the side, leaned closer, and whispered, "Huh? It seems like that master isn't here."

Bai Ya exclaimed in surprise, "Is this really your first time attending an auction?"

Confused, she asked, "What's wrong?"

“How could someone like Master Lingxiao possibly sit in the same area as us? The auction house would definitely provide a private box. The consignor in charge would only serve him, accompanying him the entire time, like a butler! Unlike us…”

Bai Ya sighed softly. She figured she wouldn't get that kind of treatment. But Lin Yan probably would! She had a feeling that Lin Yan had a very bright future ahead of her!
She didn't know why she had this strong feeling; perhaps it was because the other party's talent was the highest among all the rogue cultivators she had ever seen.

"I see." Lin Yan's voice was calm, showing no sign of embarrassment.

As the two talked, the bidding had already begun. Unlike the previous three items, this time there were many more participants. Many cultivators were eager to acquire the sword.

Upon hearing that the sword had been bid up to 70,000 high-grade spirit stones, Bai Ya couldn't help but sigh, "When will I be able to afford such a precious sword?"

Lin Yan thought the other person was asking her, so she answered seriously, "I haven't learned divination, so I can't help you with that."

Bai Ya was amused and stopped sighing, then started fiddling with the communication jade disc again.

The last seventh-grade sword was sold for 129,000 high-grade spirit stones.

The following items were more ordinary, including jewelry and spirit beast eggs.

Lin Yan glanced at the auction catalog and thought the auction house's arrangement was quite good. They started with lower-priced items, gradually moving to more expensive ones, then lowering the prices to maintain a wave-like trend. This gave the cultivators participating in the auction the illusion that the prices were still acceptable.

After several items were sold, the break time for the first half of the auction came to an end.

The break lasted a full quarter of an hour, intended to give the monks in the hall ample time to exchange ideas.

Lin Yan didn't like socializing, so she remained seated. Seeing this, Bai Ya asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, aren't you going to make some new friends?"

She shook her head: "You go ahead, I'll wait here for my friend to arrive."

Bai Ya nodded and quickly left the area.

Mu Feng and Qi Yang arrived shortly after they sat down. They were just there to join in the fun, mainly to make friends.

Seeing that she remained seated and motionless, the two assumed she was unfamiliar with the venue and approached her, intending to invite her to join them in socializing.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, why don't you come with us for a stroll?"

Lin Yan glanced at Qi Yang, noticing his leisurely gaze, coughed twice, and quickly said, "Someone just asked me to come over. You two go ahead and explore." With that, she quickly slipped away and disappeared into the crowd.

Just then, the two of them had something to attend to at the Pill Association, so they left the venue without having a chance to explore.

Emerging from the auction hall, she found herself in a long corridor and surrounded by artificial hills. As soon as she came out, she felt eyes on her. She didn't know what they wanted, but remembering the dangerous elements in Sun City, she became wary.

Dangerous elements from the city might be lurking in the auction hall, watching everyone present, and then causing trouble.

I haven't personally experienced any terrorist incidents on the Canghai Continent, but I've heard others talk about them. Those dangerous individuals act like they have no regard for their lives, only jumping out at the last moment before self-destructing in densely populated areas of cultivators.

Those people were like beasts devoid of humanity, taking pleasure in killing, even more terrifying than the real demons! The cultivators wanted to surround and exterminate these people, but were powerless to do so.

With a thought, she conjured an array plate within her wide embroidered robe. She manipulated the plate with her small hands, preparing to pull anyone who attacked into the illusionary array.

Lin Yan walked to the rockery with her hands behind her back when suddenly someone blocked her way. It was the arrogant male cultivator from the city gate, accompanied only by two followers, who stood before her with an haughty expression.

"You stinking woman, do you still remember me?" The male cultivator's words immediately revealed his refined manners.

She frowned deeply, her eyes filled with disgust, utterly loathing the man's behavior. What a foolish thing he was, daring to cause trouble at the auction!
He really is a spoiled brat, completely oblivious to the consequences.

She used to think that the most valuable quality in a person was self-awareness. But after encountering more "creatures," she realized that reality was far more abstract than she had imagined.

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