Battle Through the Heavens: I had no intention of getting involved, but a yandere beauty stuck to my

The white-haired old man took the jade bottle, opened the cap, glanced at it, smiled gently, looked around, and slowly said:

"Is there anyone who has offered a higher price?"

"I will produce an eighth-grade pill of Five-Colored Thunder."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, another man in black robes spoke up. He was a little old, but his voice was full of energy. At the same time, he looked at the wooden vine spirit on the stage with a hint of expectation in his eyes. As long as he had this, his previous injuries could be healed, and he could even go further. Maybe he could break through to the legendary half-saint realm. His heart was burning with excitement.

"Six colors".

Just then, the black-robed man who had made the hoarse bid earlier spoke again, his two simple words causing his competitor to frown.

"Is anyone else bidding? If not, this Wood Vine Spirit belongs to this powerful individual."

The old man on the stage spoke again, but this time no one spoke, including the black-robed man who had previously raised the price.

The old man in black robes had a somewhat unwilling expression on his face, but there was nothing he could do. The Five-Colored Thunder Pill was already the highest value he could afford, so he shook his head in frustration. It seemed that he would have to find another way to treat his injuries.

In previous space trading fairs, the appearance of this Wood Vine Spirit would surely have attracted bidders. However, they were all there because they had received the news and were aiming for the last few treasures. Although the Wood Vine Spirit's healing effects were good, they were not enough for what they wanted. If they wasted their efforts on this, they might miss out on the later bidding.

Seeing that no one else spoke, the old man on the stage smiled, flicked his finger, and the vibrant wooden vine spirit in front of him flew directly towards the black-robed man who had made the first bid. The latter grabbed it and put it directly into his storage ring.

Xiao Miao looked at the uniform black robes in the arena and his mind was in turmoil. It seemed that everyone in the arena was an old fox, and this was not enough to win their hearts.

With the auction of the Wood Vine Spirit concluded, the next round of the trade fair began. The items that appeared in the following auctions became increasingly dazzling, ranging from combat techniques and cultivation methods to elixirs and rare herbs, weapons and medicine cauldrons, and so on.

There were quite a few good items, and Xiao Miao was tempted, but unfortunately his pockets were empty, and these were not necessities for him. If he let Gu Xun'er buy them for him, he would probably have a harder time paying them back later.

However, Xiao Miao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, because among the auction items, there wasn't a single treasure that met his expectations. It seemed he would have to try his luck in the Northern Continent later.

Since he couldn't get what he wanted, Xiao Miao seemed a bit drowsy at the next auction. After all, there was nothing suitable for him, and he didn't have any money. This time, he was just looking for an opportunity to splurge. He would definitely spend it all next time when he had enough pills.

"The next item up for auction is the Vajra Glazed Bell, which was crafted by a master craftsman a thousand years ago. After testing, it can withstand attacks from those below the level of a half-saint. The starting bid is for an eighth-grade pill made of Five-Colored Dan Lei."

The old man on the stage once again took out a small, exquisite golden bell from the distorted spatial wall, and then slowly spoke to the crowd below.

Upon seeing Xiao Zhong appear before them, the crowd below the stage couldn't help but get excited. They hadn't expected that this spatial trading fair would still have remnants of weapon-refining treasures from a thousand years ago. In an instant, they all stood up and spoke up.

"A grade eight pill made of six-colored Dan Lei."

"I'll offer two."

"Three."

Xiao Miao watched as the crowd continued to bid, his gaze fixed on the exquisite little bell on the stage. He hadn't expected such a thing to exist, one that could actually withstand attacks from those below the level of a half-saint. It was indeed quite valuable, and judging by its effects, it was even more precious than the wooden vine spirit from before.

"Five."

Just as Xiao Miao was feeling sentimental, the girl beside him spoke up.

Hearing the voice beside him, Xiao Miao couldn't help but look at Gu Xun'er. He hadn't expected that she was also interested in this bell. But then again, it was no ordinary object.

"Six."

"Seven."

Despite Gu Xun'er's already high bid, strong bidders continued to raise the price, presumably because they had their own ideas about the exquisite little bell in front of them.

"Two Grade 8 pills made of Seven-Colored Thunder Pills".

Gu Xun'er looked at everyone raising the price, but she was not in a hurry at all. Then she slowly said.

Upon hearing Gu Xun'er's words, everyone present fell silent and did not speak further, clearly exceeding their expectations.

The black-robed expert, who had previously bid the most, couldn't help but snort. Xiao Miao looked towards the source of the sound and saw a somewhat thin figure sitting cross-legged on a stone chair.

The latter seemed to sense Xiao Miao's gaze, a cold expression flashing across his face beneath his cloak. Then, a sharp gaze shot out like a sword, causing the surrounding space to ripple slightly, and an unusual pressure enveloped the two of them.

In an instant, an old man behind the two waved his sleeve, instantly destroying the invisible pressure. At the same time, the sinister man seemed to suffer the same treatment, and his body hunched over.

The old man on the stage seemed to have noticed what was happening below, and said in a slightly amiable tone:

"I urge this powerful individual to stop and give me face. If he breaks the rules again, I will deal with him personally."

Upon hearing this, the old man behind him glanced at Gu Xun'er, and only after seeing her nod slightly did the cold old man in the distance come to his senses.

"Is anyone else bidding higher? If not, then let it go to whoever owns it."

As the old man on the stage watched the dispute below being resolved, his tightly furrowed white brows relaxed. To be honest, the aura emanating from the powerful figure below had terrified him.

Seeing that no one was bidding higher, he flicked the exquisite little bell in his hand toward Gu Xun'er, and then, amidst Xiao Miao's envious gaze, he put it into his pocket.

"Do you want it, Xiao Miao? If you let me do whatever I want with you at night, I'll give it to you, how about that?"

At this moment, Gu Xun'er noticed Xiao Miao's gaze and couldn't help but smile. She picked up the exquisite storage ring that had just contained the small bell and gently shook it at the black-robed youth in front of her, speaking softly.

Hearing this, Xiao Miao looked at the storage ring that was constantly swinging on Gu Xun'er's delicate finger and couldn't help but fall silent. Was she tempting him to sell himself for profit? He looked at the thing that was so close to him and thought about the exquisite little bell from earlier. It could withstand attacks from those below the level of a half-saint. It seemed pretty good.

Chapter 135 Xiao Miao's Thoughts of Escape

Xiao Miao's thoughts snapped out of his head, and he quickly shook his head, wondering what he was thinking. He asked softly:

"Isn't this the purpose of your trip?"

Hearing Xiao Miao's words, Gu Xun'er seemed amused, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Although this thing is quite effective, it's not enough for our ancient clan to go to such great lengths to come here. We just came out for training and happened to be here at this year's Space Trade Fair, so we came to take a look."

Upon hearing the girl's words, Xiao Miao was at a loss for words. Are all the scions of powerful families so arrogant when they come out to train?

Xiao Miao couldn't help but recall when he went out to train, he was penniless and relied on the snake people's pills to cultivate. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and wonder how Medusa was doing now.

As time passed, although the treasures that appeared next were all rare and did not catch the eye of the girl beside him, other powerful figures still competed for them, after all, not everyone has such a large family influence.

"Next up is the last item up for auction at this trade fair, the Sacred Source Fruit. I'm sure everyone is familiar with it; it can greatly increase the chances of breaking through to the Dou Sheng realm."

As he spoke, the old man on the stage produced a strangely shaped fruit in his hand. It was only half the size of a fist, but the fruit itself inexplicably emitted a strange fluctuation, which made everyone on and off the stage feel the subtle energy, and even seemed to be drawn to the energy within their bodies.

For a moment, Xiao Miao wondered if it was just his imagination, but he could hear the breathing in the arena becoming heavier. It seemed that this fruit was very attractive to them. Of course, it made sense, since it could greatly increase the chances of breaking through to the Dou Sheng realm. Who wouldn't want it?

Xiao Miao couldn't help but look at the girl beside him and said slowly:

"Do you want this?"

The girl beside him nodded slightly, a slight ripple flashing in her eyes, but that was all.

"I will offer two Grade 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder Pills."

The competition below the stage was fierce, and in no time they had reached the eighth grade of the Eight-Colored Thunder Pill.

"One Nine-Colored Thunder Pill contains an eighth-grade pill."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, causing the bidding to stop abruptly. Everyone turned their attention to the source of the voice, wanting to see who had the audacity and wealth to bid up to the nine-colored pill lightning. It was well known that the difference between each color of pill lightning was enormous, and their values ​​varied considerably.

Seeing this, Xiao Miao glanced at the girl beside him and couldn't help but feel a little nervous for her, but then he realized that his worries were unnecessary.

The girl opened and closed her lips, uttering only two words, yet they continuously refreshed the shock in the hearts of everyone present.

"Two."

Now, even the cold, black-robed man who had made the earlier bid turned his gaze to this, and then slowly spoke:

"Some things can't be obtained simply by having a large dowry, wouldn't you agree?"

As a result, his aura exploded and spread throughout the arena, shocking everyone. This person was actually a half-saint powerhouse.

However, the oppressive aura dissipated before it even reached Gu Xun'er. Seeing this, Xiao Miao knew that it was the old man behind him who had made the move.

"Indeed, one must be strong to succeed; some things require considerable strength."

The old man behind him spoke slowly, his aura also dispelling the oppressive aura of the cold, powerful figure from before, and his aged voice echoed throughout the arena.

Even if he couldn't see the face of the cold and powerful man under his mask, Xiao Miao knew that it couldn't be good, since a roadblock had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and this roadblock was even stronger than him.

And indeed, that was the case. The cold, black-robed man's pupils constricted slightly upon sensing the aura emanating from the old man behind Gu Xun'er, and he murmured in disbelief:

"It's actually a Battle Saint."

He could only sit back down helplessly, realizing he had no choice but to find another way to break through to the Dou Sheng level.

"Is anyone else bidding higher?"

The white-haired old man on the stage looked at this scene with some helplessness. This space trading fair was much less smooth than in the past. Originally, it was not allowed to use intimidation to suppress others at the trading fair, as that would make others hesitant to bid.

However, the old man's sudden burst of aura made him realize the gap between them, and it also reminded him of a powerful race. So he could only pretend not to see it and continue the auction.

But the people in the audience weren't fools. They were far inferior to them in terms of both financial resources and strength, so they could only remain silent.

As expected, Gu Xun'er accepted the fruit that everyone had been eyeing with a smile.

"This concludes the space trading fair. Thank you all for your support, and welcome to the next one."

After the old man on the stage said these words with a smile, his figure flashed and he disappeared into the space.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was quiet for a while, and people gradually got up and left the hall.

When Gu Xun'er made her bid earlier, Xiao Miao felt many greedy and murderous gazes coming his way. However, after the old man behind him released his aura, they all disappeared. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, no matter where you are, your own strength is the most important thing. That way, even if you break the rules, no one will dare to say anything."

"Let's go too."

Gu Xun'er spoke slowly, then pulled the boy beside her toward the place where they had come from. However, they ran into those extremely arrogant people from the ancient clan on the way, so it seemed that they were also in the trading venue.

"Greetings, Miss."

When the group arrived at Gu Xun'er, everyone around her bowed respectfully, but their gazes toward Xiao Miao remained as arrogant as before.

It seems they weren't arrogant to everyone, only to him. However, Xiao Miao didn't pay much attention to it. If he were to break the seal on his Dou Qi, these people would be nothing more than easy targets in his eyes. After all, the highest cultivation level was only Dou Huang Seven Star, one star lower than Gu Xun'er.