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

Chapter 80: Crying at the drop of a hat?

The two talked as they arrived at the auction house's appraisal section.

Outside the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion, the vermilion gates are wide open, flanked by majestic stone lions, and a gold-inlaid plaque hangs above the lintel, all of which exude grandeur.

Mu Feng bumped into an acquaintance at the door and, seeing the other person's hurried manner, asked curiously, "Brother Zhu, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"

"Sigh, the city is suddenly cracking down hard. Even cultivators entering the city have to be checked. I have to go to the city gate to pick up my distinguished guest. I don't want him to have a bad experience! We'll talk later." The male cultivator waved to his friend and got into the carriage next to the gate and left.

The carriage was beautifully decorated. The horse neighed and galloped away, quickly disappearing from their sight.

Lin Yan extracted information from the departing cultivator: Sun City is conducting a thorough investigation!

When I entered the city gate from the dock, everything was fine, and there were no city guards checking me when I left. This means that something big must have happened last night or this morning that threatened the safety of the city, which is why they conducted a strict check.

Could it be related to the Peach Blossom Sect? She pondered for a moment and felt it probably wasn't. After all, the Peach Blossom Sect still needed to do "business" in Sun City, and making a big commotion wouldn't benefit them.

It's easy to fish in troubled waters. Maybe I can take advantage of the chaos in Sun City to rescue the group of female cultivators brought by the Peach Blossom Sect. Then I can shift the blame onto the group causing trouble in Sun City.

"Fellow Daoist Lin? Fellow Daoist Lin?" Mu Feng saw the person leave and wanted to introduce the cultivator from earlier, but he noticed that the other party's eyes were blank, as if he was in a daze.

Lin Yan snapped out of her thoughts and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, is something on your mind? I just saw you lost in thought."

"No, it was just a sudden flash of inspiration that gave me a new understanding of alchemy. By the way, was that Fellow Daoist Mu's friend just now?" Lin Yan quickly changed the subject.

Mu Feng continued the conversation by introducing the cultivator from earlier.

That person is a treasure appraiser at the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion. They are specifically there to receive cultivators who bring treasures for appraisal. When a treasure is sold at a high price at an auction house, the appraiser receives a commission of one percent of that price.

Lin Yan nodded thoughtfully, "I see." She didn't know much about auctions and didn't even know that there were commissioners involved.

Mu Feng looked somewhat regretful: "I originally wanted him to receive you. It's more reassuring to have someone you know help you, but now he's out on business, so I'll have to choose another client."

Lin Yan was quite puzzled: "Is it really necessary to have a commissioned appraiser? Can't I just do the appraisal myself?"

Auction houses not only deduct handling fees from auctions, but they also take a commission – it's painful to think about. Now that I have my own space to maintain, I need to save money wherever possible!
Mu Feng shook his head and explained, "This is the auction house's rule. The so-called 'consignment agent' is actually a receptionist. All subsequent matters, such as entering the auction, are arranged by the consignment agent."

Lin Yan already understood that the so-called commission was simply a service fee! Oh well, as long as the other party provided comprehensive and satisfactory service, spending some spirit stones was not a problem.

The two entered the appraisal pavilion, where a young appraiser greeted them. Mu Feng briefly explained the situation to him, and the appraiser then invited them to the reception room.

The young monk asked the two to sit for a moment. Not long after they left, someone brought tea and snacks, and soon the letter of authorization was brought over along with the appraiser.

Lin Yan casually moved out three boxes of Grade 4 Foundation Establishment Pills. The appraiser opened them and saw that each box contained three pills, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

The Foundation Establishment Pills in the guild are sold individually, so when sorting them, the alchemists pack them one by one into small boxes. This serves two purposes: firstly, it looks nice, and secondly, it highlights the preciousness of the pills.

The appraiser's surprise vanished in an instant. After confirming it was a Grade 4 Foundation Establishment Pill, he stamped the box with his seal to prove it had been appraised. Once the appraisal was complete, the client took out a box and a recording stone. He activated the recording stone before placing the box inside and sealing it.

Then, with a smile, he took out a contract: "Currently, the starting price for a Grade 4 Foundation Establishment Pill is 800 high-grade spirit stones. If it fails to sell, you can choose to sell it to the Merchant Guild. After the auction item is sealed, it will be kept by the Merchant Guild. The Merchant Guild will be responsible for any accidents that occur to the auction item during this period. This is the auction consignment contract. Fairy, please take a look. If there are no problems, please sign your name on the last page."

Lin Yan used her divine sense to scan the contents quickly and signed her name on the last page.

After the transaction was completed, the two walked out of the appraisal pavilion. At the entrance, they saw Qi Yang waiting for them.

Lin Yan greeted them politely, and the other person returned the greeting politely, though their face remained expressionless. The two then bid each other farewell and headed together to the Pill Association.

If I'm not mistaken, those two were just leaving hand in hand, right? This is probably a classic case of "becoming friends after a fight." They once had a competition on a flying boat, and the loser had to kneel. Now they're like brothers, holding hands—their friendship is truly admirable!
Lin Yan only left after their figures disappeared from her sight.

Instead of returning to the courtyard, she took a stroll around the city to familiarize herself with the terrain in order to formulate a rescue plan.

That day, I saw about ten female disciples of the Peach Blossom Sect. Hiding all of them would be easy, but arranging a place for them would be difficult...

Alas, beauty can be a dangerous thing! How could I agree to it just because I saw a beautiful woman pitifully shedding tears?
After strolling around the city, it was getting dark when they returned to the mansion. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Lan Xi anxiously approaching them.

The person still looked pitiful and helpless, and when they came to greet us, their face was full of worry and anxiety.

"Fairy, you're finally back! I was so worried!" Lanxi said.

"Worried about your sister?"

Lin Yan had only asked casually, and she saw the person's eyes welling up with tears, biting their lip as if they had been bullied. Suddenly, her head started to ache...

I know Lanxi is trying to gain sympathy by playing the victim, but I really can't stand seeing her like that. I feel uneasy and something's off about me.

"Can you please stop crying so easily?"

Lanxi wiped away her tears and knelt down with a thud. "Fairy, I know I have caused you trouble, and I have no way to repay you. If you don't mind, I am willing to serve you as your servant."

"I don't need servants. If you really want to repay me, cultivate diligently after you enter the sect. I might need you in the future. Also, don't kneel down so easily. I don't like it."

With a wave of her hand, Lin Yan lifted the kneeling person up with spiritual power and placed them on a cushion in front of the tea table. She then closed the courtyard gate and walked over in a few steps.

After sitting down, she noticed that all the pastries on the coffee table had been eaten, but the spirit fruit was still left. She frowned and asked, "You don't like spirit fruit?"

Lanxi was too timid to look up, and only when she heard the question did she timidly say, "The spirit fruit is precious, I dare not covet it."

Seeing the other person clearly want to eat but hesitate to do so, I suddenly felt a pang of dread for my past self, who had lost all memories of her pre-reincarnation days. Because of long-term oppression, I had also become timid and afraid to express myself.

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