Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Black Seal City.

Inside the auction hall, red velvet curtains hung on both sides, and gilded lamps illuminated the hall with a warm glow.

It looks no different from any other luxury auction house.

However, the menacing aura emanating from those individuals indicated that this was the Black Corner Region, where a single misstep could lead to an immediate and violent death.

At this moment, Lin Yao was wearing a black hooded cloak with the brim pulled down very low, covering most of his face and only revealing his sharp jawline.

This is a vest he specially prepared.

While flaunting wealth is acceptable, one should still adhere to the basic principles of the Black Corner region; otherwise, it will be too obvious and give the impression of being a shill.

That would certainly result in a much smaller harvest.

Lin Yao, dressed similarly to the others, had a flash of red and blue in his eyes the moment he stepped into the auction hall.

A powerful mental force quietly spread.

Because of the strength of this spiritual power, and the assistance of the pupil technique, this spiritual power was able to quietly sweep across every corner of the arena.

Without malicious intent or the presence of a Dou Zong-level expert, Lin Yao was confident that no one would notice his cautious probing.

After investigating for a while, Lin Yao discovered that most of the people present were Battle Spirits or Great Battle Masters.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this level has the largest number of people here; it doesn't mean that the strong individuals at this level are weak.

Take the Jia Ma Empire for example. In a city, a Grand Dou Master can support a family, and a Dou Ling can become the overlord of a city.

It's safe to say that this auction, held in Black Seal City and controlled by the Eight Doors, is truly worthy of its name.

Even at ordinary auctions, the quality of attendees is still very high.

Of course, these people posed no threat to Lin Yao.

There were a few faint auras, reaching the level of Dou Wang, but without the oppressive aura of Dou Huang.

While Lin Yao felt regretful, he also thought it was for the best. Although he was capable of unleashing his full power to defeat a Dou Huang, it was better to be more cautious in the early stages.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Lin Yao quickly composed himself and strode confidently to the front row seats.

Seeing the various gazes of the people around him, Lin Yao's demeanor carried a hint of naive arrogance.

Once the auction began, whenever rare cultivation techniques, high-level magic cores, or exotic medicinal herbs appeared, Lin Yao never hesitated. He bid with a flippant tone, offering astronomical prices without even flinching. "Three thousand gold coins." "Five thousand!" "Ten thousand!" Each bid was crisp and loud, as he forcefully snapped up several items that had reached a fever pitch. His extravagant spending instantly ignited the atmosphere in the room.

Several pairs of eyes frequently swept over, some filled with envy, but more so with undisguised desire and greed. A burly man with a thick beard stroked the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white from the force, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, yet he forcibly suppressed it—this was an auction house controlled by the Eight Doors, and in the public eye of Black Seal City, some semblance of order still needed to be maintained. The man in brocade robes beside him narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingertips tapping the table, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yao, secretly calculating: This kid is richly dressed and spends lavishly, yet he's all alone. Although he seems knowledgeable, his naivety is undeniable. He's probably a direct descendant of some remote Douhuang family, daring to venture into the Black Corner Region alone just because he broke through to Douling at a young age—he's practically a fat sheep delivered to our door.

This sentiment was shared by several Dou Ling and Dou Wang powerhouses present. They were all seasoned veterans who had been navigating the Black Corner Region for many years, and they knew the importance of "caution." Even though they were eager to get their hands on him, they remained unmoved, secretly memorizing Lin Yao's appearance and waiting for the moment he left the auction house.

Lin Yao took all of this in stride, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips. He deliberately revealed a few flaws, speaking casually about cultivation resources, as if those coveted Xuan-rank combat techniques and third-tier magic cores were nothing more than ordinary objects in his eyes; the occasional hints of naivety and arrogance further convinced everyone that this was a wealthy young master who had never experienced the dangers of the Black Corner Region.

As the auction concluded, Lin Yao rose and left, his steps unhurried yet showing no intention of lingering, as if he had no interest whatsoever in Black Seal City's unique services or black market transactions. Two attendants at the auction entrance watched his retreating figure, a cold, lifeless greed flashing across their eyes—a gaze as if they were looking at a soulless shell—a peculiar sight that Lin Yao precisely sensed.

"Looks like there's more to come." Lin Yao chuckled inwardly, his steps unwavering. "What real order exists in the Black Corner Region? The rules of the Eight Gates are just for show; the real nature here is to devour the weak." His deliberately constructed "easy prey" identity had not only attracted the covetous eyes of powerful rogue cultivators, but even the auction house itself was tempted by the wealth he displayed. In their eyes, he was merely a mediocre Battle Spirit, born into an imperial power far removed from the Black Corner Region, alone and defenseless. A single, quiet move could make him vanish without a trace, and all his wealth would be theirs.

Lin Yao swaggered out of the Black Seal City's radius of influence, his steps seemingly casual, but in reality, he deliberately slowed them down, leaving a faint trail of presence. His unusual behavior—leaving hastily after taking pictures without lingering—immediately alarmed the groups of people secretly following him.

"Don't let this kid get away!" A low shout rang out from the shadows. The groups of people who were still deliberating on their plans and dividing the work instantly sped up their actions, rushing out from their hiding places and chasing after Lin Yao's aura.

Finally, in a desolate canyon, Lin Yao stopped. The aura behind him suddenly converged, and several powerful battle qi instantly locked onto him, completely blocking his escape route.

"Kid, be smart and hand over your cultivation resources and gold coins, or I'll let you leave with a whole corpse." A tall, thin, mid-level Dou Ling stepped forward, his Dou Qi surging, a pale blue aura swirling around him. His tone was flippant, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Yao like a hungry wolf, as if he were eyeing something already in his pocket. A cold smile played on his lips, his fingers slightly curled, ready to strike at any moment.

Lin Yao raised his eyes, blinked as if feigning panic, and took a slight step back, appearing timid. This posture only confirmed the tall, thin Dou Ling's suspicion of his cowardice, and he became even more contemptuous of him.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense." A more powerful voice rang out, and a man in a black robe stepped out from the crowd. His aura was far stronger than the tall, thin man's, and an invisible pressure spread out. He was actually a Dou Wang expert! His face was ferocious, and his eyes were sinister. He glanced at the tall, thin man and said impatiently, "Just kill him. Everything is ours. Change your habit of talking too much nonsense."

The black-robed Battle King simply stood there without making a move, a hint of disdain in his eyes—bullying a mere Battle Spirit was beneath his status as a Battle King; he only needed to sit aside and prevent any accidents from happening.

The tall, thin man chuckled, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face, but he dared not retort. He knew he was no match for the black-robed Battle King, and all his pent-up frustration and anger could only be vented on Lin Yao. "Kid, you're out of luck!" he roared, his battle aura surging once more. "I've changed my mind. Even if you hand over everything, I won't let you leave with a whole corpse. At most, I'll give you a quick death, without torturing you!"

"A young master from the peaceful lands of the empire, with good talent, but unfortunately too stupid. Daring to venture into the Black Corner Region alone, and daring to flaunt his wealth like this, he's truly rich but has no life to enjoy it, hahaha!" The tall, thin man laughed loudly, his tone full of mockery and greed.

Just then, two figures emerged from either side of the canyon, each leading a group of people, their auras equally formidable—two more forces, each with a low-level Dou Wang in charge. These two groups were the same forces that Lin Yao had forced to bid repeatedly at the auction, only to end up with nothing. They had secretly remembered Lin Yao and vowed to get their revenge.

"Boss Wang, we've got our eye on this kid first, so we get half of the loot!" A bearded fighter spoke up later, his tone unfriendly, his fighting spirit surging slightly, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Li Hu, you can't say that," the black-robed Fighting King sneered. "You couldn't snatch anything at the auction, and now you want a share? Dream on! I'll give you 30% at most, otherwise, you think you can compete with me with just a few of you?"

The three forces immediately started arguing, spittle flying, and shouting at each other, all plotting how to divide up Lin Yao, this "fat sheep"—some wanted the Xuan-rank fighting technique he had won at the auction, some coveted the gold coins on his person, and others were eyeing the high-rank magic core he might be carrying, and the argument was incessant.

Lin Yao stood there, head bowed, seemingly trembling with fear, but his eyes were calm, even carrying a hint of mockery. His spiritual power had already spread out, clearly sensing that behind the rocks in the shadows of the canyon, there were several hidden auras. The fluctuations of these auras were extremely similar to those of the auction house attendants, clearly people sent by the auction house to secretly spy and wait to reap the benefits.

"Four groups of people, no more, no less, just right," Lin Yao thought to himself. "Looks like this is the harvest we've got this time. Time to close the net."

The moment the thought crossed Lin Yao's mind, his aura suddenly changed drastically!

The seemingly weak Dou Ling aura surged like a volcanic eruption, and the powerful pressure of a four-star Dou Wang swept across the entire arena. That pressure was several times more intense than that of an ordinary four-star Dou Wang, carrying an overwhelming momentum, and crashing down on everyone present like a storm.

"What?!"

"A Battle King?!"

The argument abruptly ceased, and everyone present was jolted. The greed and ferocity on their faces froze instantly, replaced by utter astonishment and shock. The tall, thin, mid-level Dou Ling was deathly pale, his Dou Qi instantly becoming chaotic. He staggered back a few steps, his eyes filled with disbelief—the "brat" he had just been mocking was actually a Dou Wang powerhouse?!

The black-robed Dou Wang and the others also had their pupils shrink, their expressions becoming extremely solemn. They were all low-level Dou Wangs; even if they joined forces, they could only barely contend with a newly-entered Dou Wang. Yet, the pressure emanating from Lin Yao was even more terrifying than that of a high-level Dou Wang! How could this be?!

In the instant that everyone was shaken and their thoughts were in disarray, Lin Yao's eyes suddenly narrowed, a crimson halo flashing in his eyes as his Mangekyou Sharingan quietly activated. An invisible spiritual power surged out like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping the entire area. Those cultivators at the Dou Ling and Da Dou Shi levels felt a roar in their minds, their vision distorted, their consciousness instantly stripped away, their bodies frozen in place, not even having time to muster a thought of resistance.

"Collapse Star Step!"

Lin Yao let out a low shout, his figure suddenly transforming into a blur. He activated his low-level Earth Rank movement technique to its limit, reaching incredible speed and leaving only indistinct trails in his wake. He condensed fierce battle qi at his fingertips, like the scythe of death, splattering blood wherever it passed.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Several soft sounds rang out in succession. Those Battle Spirits and Great Battle Masters who were controlled by mental power were torn apart instantly before they could even scream, dying on the spot. They didn't know what had happened to them until their deaths, and the greed and astonishment from before remained in their eyes.

After dealing with these weaklings, Lin Yao's figure blurred, and he instantly appeared in front of the four Dou Wang experts. The light in his palm surged, and his silver-white Dou Qi surged wildly, condensing into a Rasengan the size of a fist. The Rasengan spun at high speed, emitting a piercing sound as it tore through the air. His body was surrounded by a destructive aura, and even the air was distorted and torn apart.

"Not good!" The black-robed Battle King's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply, "Join forces to defend!"

At this moment, even the auction house's top fighters, who had been secretly observing from the shadows, were forced to reveal themselves, their expressions grave as they looked at Lin Yao. The four of them knew that although Lin Yao was alone, his oppressive aura seemed to completely surround them; if they didn't join forces, they would surely die!

Without the slightest hesitation, the four hastily circulated their battle qi, causing four different colored streams of qi to converge and form a thick, dazzling protective shield that appeared indestructible. This was the strongest defense they could muster, and their last hope.

However, in front of Lin Yao, this hastily assembled defense was as fragile as paper.

"Smash it!"

Lin Yao's eyes were icy cold. With a flick of his arm, the silver-white Rasengan, carrying the power to destroy the world, slammed into the battle aura shield.

"Crack—Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the battle aura protective shield instantly cracked and shattered, the scattered battle aura sweeping around like a shockwave, leaving the canyon floor riddled with craters. The four Battle Kings turned deathly pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood as they were jolted backward, their eyes filled with despair.

They died unable to understand why Lin Yao, also a Dou Wang, was so much stronger. The four of them, working together, could easily contend with a low-level Dou Huang, yet they couldn't even withstand a single move from Lin Yao. Their Dou Wang status seemed like a joke in front of Lin Yao; the gap between them was as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm.

"This... is impossible..." the black-robed Battle King muttered to himself, his eyes filled with resentment and doubt.

Lin Yao gave them no time to think. The Rasengan, its power undiminished, continued forward, instantly piercing through the four people's bodies. A flash of silvery-white light, and the four bodies were instantly annihilated, leaving not even a trace behind; they died on the spot.

From the moment Lin Yao made his move until all four groups were wiped out, only three breaths had passed. The entire canyon instantly returned to silence, with only the howling wind and the lingering smell of blood in the air remaining. It was swift and decisive, without a single unnecessary commotion.

"You've gotten off easy, you died a quick death." Lin Yao said calmly, his tone completely unmoved. He raised his hand and a pale blue flame of battle aura surged out, enveloping the bloodstains and remains on the ground. The flames burned fiercely, and in a moment, only a charred mark remained, completely destroying the evidence.

After finishing all this, Lin Yao bent down and skillfully removed the storage rings from the deceased's body—sixteen in total, each heavy and emitting faint spatial fluctuations. He carefully put the rings away, brushed his fingertips across the ground to erase any trace he had left, and then, with a flicker, transformed into a blur and disappeared into the depths of the canyon.

He didn't linger. The Black Corner Region was full of hidden talents, and there might be old monsters at the Dou Zong level lurking there. Although today's battle was quick, it was inevitable that his aura would be revealed. There was no need to cause any unnecessary trouble.

On his return journey, Lin Yao took a detour and found the audacious Grand Master who had murdered ordinary students of Canaan Academy. The madman was hiding in a cave, counting his spoils with a smug look on his face, unaware that death was imminent.

Lin Yao concealed his aura and appeared silently behind him. Before he could react, a sharp battle aura pierced through his heart.

"You...who are you?!" The madman, his face filled with horror, turned to look at Lin Yao, his eyes filled with confusion and fear. "I only killed a few students from Canaan Academy, why...why did I attract the pursuit of a Dou Wang level expert? Canaan Academy...is so protective of its own?!"

Lin Yao didn't answer. With a flick of his finger, he ended the man's life, then turned and left. He showed no pity for this madman whose hands were stained with blood.

After finishing the pursuit mission, Lin Yao once again concealed his aura and sped back to Canaan Academy.

From leaving the academy to completing the mission, hunting down powerful figures from all sides, and returning to the academy, the entire process took no more than three days. When Lin Yao appeared at the mission hall and handed the head of the madman to the deacon, the deacon's face was full of astonishment, and he repeatedly exclaimed, "Student Lin Yao, your speed is incredible! It usually takes at least half a month for ordinary students to complete this kind of pursuit mission, but you completed it in just three days. Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!"

Lin Yao smiled without offering further explanation, then went to the Martial Arts Pavilion to return the "Five Elements Technique" and "Collapse Star Step" that he had previously borrowed. The elders of the Martial Arts Pavilion looked at him with admiration in their eyes—this student was not only exceptionally talented but also extremely disciplined, a rare and precious quality.

Returning to his bedroom, Lin Yao closed the door and took out all sixteen storage rings, placing them on the table. With a slight movement of his fingertips, he channeled a wisp of battle qi into the rings, instantly extracting all the items and piling them onto the bed, forming a small mountain in an instant.

Lin Yao checked them one by one, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

The total gold coins amounted to 12 million, enough for him to exchange for a large amount of cultivation resources; there were more than 20 Xuan-level cultivation techniques and combat skills, covering all aspects of attack, defense, and support, which filled the gaps in his combat skill reserves; the magic cores were even more abundant, with more than a dozen fourth-level magic cores, dozens of third-level magic cores, and three fifth-level magic cores. Fifth-level magic cores were produced by magic beasts at the Dou Wang level, and fifth-level magic beasts had strong bodies and refined fighting qi, making them more troublesome than ordinary Dou Wangs and extremely difficult to kill. The value of these three magic cores alone was comparable to millions of gold coins.

In addition, there are a large number of rare medicinal herbs, with plump roots and rich spiritual energy. Among them, the most eye-catching is a bright red spiritual fruit with a smooth skin and a faint fragrance. It is one of the core materials needed to refine the Spirit-Refining Pill and is priceless.

"This harvest far exceeded my expectations," Lin Yao thought to himself. "I originally just wanted to complete the assassination mission and catch a few fish along the way, but I didn't expect to attract four Dou Wangs and more than a dozen Dou Lings, which made me rich overnight."

He picked up the crimson spirit fruit, his fingertips tracing its peel, a determined glint in his eyes: "After digesting these spoils and exchanging them for the cultivation resources I need, I won't have to worry about my cultivation for the foreseeable future. Spying on others is indeed the fastest way to accumulate resources. If I want to catch up with those geniuses from top-tier families, if I want to gain a foothold on the Dou Qi Continent, I must do it this way—step by step, overtaking on the curves!"

Lin Yao's eyes grew deeper, and his resolve strengthened.