Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"If Su Chen gets tired of playing around during this time, he can just pack up and leave."

"We've made a wasted trip for you, senior, only to find you haven't come back."

"The two of us cannot bear this burden."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao nodded.

This is indeed a very important matter.

I can only come up with one solution.

"The Seamless Heavenly Array".

Lu Yao frowned and said something.

"right!"

"This is it!"

"This formation is for cultivators in the Void Refinement stage."

"We can also confine him for three to five days."

"Then Su Chen, if you're content to enjoy yourself in the city, there's no rush to leave."

"Naturally, they can't detect this formation."

"But what if he tries to slip away?"

"Or perhaps, they intend to force their way out of the formation."

"Then, I'll have no choice but to fight you and me."

"That's the important thing."

"Before Su Chen notices, we still need to treat him well."

"It's best to avoid conflict if possible."

"A battle between cultivators at the Void Refinement stage is no small matter..."

...

Outside the city walls.

The black mist rising from the bottom of the sinkhole was so thick it was almost dripping water.

Two beams of light, one red and one blood-red, flew out from the city wall.

It landed outside the city, on that wasteland shrouded in black mist.

Lu Yao and Xue Shazi each formed a magic seal.

One after another, mysterious array patterns flew out from the fingertips of the two people.

It disappeared into the vast black fog.

In an instant.

Above the entire city that never sleeps.

A single layer, almost invisible to the naked eye, a faint light shield.

It descended silently and stealthily.

Connect the city lights to the sinkhole below.

Everything was covered inside.

The ground paved with black jade was scorching hot from the countless feet of cultivators.

I looked up.

A towering, ten-zhang-high (approximately 33 meters) black jade archway stands at the eastern end of the Never-Sleeping Demon City.

On either side of the archway sits a stone statue of a mythical beast, each as tall as a three-story building.

The stone statue was quite ferocious.

A pair of stone-carved eyes seem to be looking down at the masses of people coming and going below.

Ying Ning'er walked beside Su Chen, leading the way for him.

"Senior, look."

Ying Ning'er pointed to the building behind the archway.

"This auction house."

"The whole thing was pieced together from 36,000 pieces of meteorite iron."

"Let alone this Black Mountain Continent."

"Even on the Xuanhuang Continent and the Qingzhou Continent, you can't find a second one like it."

Su Chen looked in the direction she pointed.

The walls of the auction house were a dark, iron-black color with a dull sheen.

Passing through the Xuan Yu archway.

Beneath your feet lies a transparent, glazed glass walkway.

Beneath that plank road lies a deep, bottomless abyss.

Faintly visible, there were fish-like points of light swimming slowly below.

Su Chen casually took two steps on the glass walkway.

The ground beneath their feet was soft.

Stepping on it feels like stepping on a layer of extremely thick cloud.

That does make some sense.

"senior."

Ying Ning'er spoke again.

"This auction house has very strict rules."

"To get in, you need a Daoist token."

"Ordinary cultivators do not possess this token."

"Only those prominent VIPs are qualified to receive one."

Ying Ning'er took out a palm-sized, glowing token from her storage bag.

"Of course, you can also exchange a large number of spirit stones for one."

"This junior has just one piece."

"These were the ones I changed out of when I first arrived in this city."

Ying Ning'er raised the token, but her face showed some difficulty.

"But this token, one can only be used for one person."

"Junior and senior are two different people..."

Su Chen's lips curled up slightly.

"It's alright."

talking.

With his hands behind his back, Su Chen walked straight toward the main entrance of the auction house.

Ying Ning'er was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed after him with small, quick steps.

The further you go in, the more cultivators come and go.

Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation.

They come in all levels.

Judging by this setup, there must be something extraordinary in this auction house today.

These monks, in a huge crowd, were packed in front of the gate.

But then he saw Su Chen coming over.

The once noisy crowd seemed to have been cleaved apart by an invisible knife.

They all moved aside in unison, moving to the sides.

It cleared a straight path.

Along the way, the cultivators watched Su Chen's retreating figure.

His eyes were filled with reverence.

Yesterday, the battle at Blackrock City.

The matter of Su Chen severing the arm of the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

The news had already spread throughout the entire Nightless City.

Su Chen strolled slowly along the cleared path.

Ying Ning'er followed behind.

Her little face beamed with pride.

But it was at the entrance of the auction house.

One of the managers was in a dilemma.

The person in charge was a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Seeing that Su Chen was about to barge in without even taking out a token, they watched as Su Chen rushed in.

A thin layer of sweat immediately seeped out from his back.

bar?

Offending Su Chen is something I would never dare to do.

Shouldn't we stop them?

This rule was personally set by Fairy Lu Yao.

As a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he dare to make any changes without authorization?

The person in charge was in a terrible state of mind.

I hesitated for a long time.

In the end, I gritted my teeth and went over.

"Senior Su... Senior Su."

The manager bowed deeply, his voice trembling.

"This auction house has a rule."

"To enter, you need a Daoist token."

"Look..."

Su Chen's steps did not stop.

The manager gritted his teeth and added another sentence.

"It really won't work."

"It's feasible to exchange 500,000 spirit stones for one."

Su Chen remained silent.

The manager was completely panicked.

Su Chen remained silent.

It's scarier than anything else you could say.

The steward nearly fell to his knees.

"younger generation!"

"This junior is willing to contribute 500,000 spirit stones on behalf of the senior!"

"Consider it a token of respect to our elders!"

Su Chen then stopped in his tracks.

He snorted coldly.

"You certainly know how to handle people."

"It's a pity."

Su Chen turned around and glanced at the steward.

"I don't like owing favors to others."

The manager froze on the spot.

Su Chen didn't look at him again.

Instead, he turned around and turned his gaze to the surrounding cultivators who were watching.

"Now that we've come to this city that never sleeps..."

Su Chen's voice was not loud.

"It would be wrong for me, of course, to break the rules here."

"only."

Su Chen paused.

"I've heard that in the Black Mountain Continent, strength has always been paramount."

"It's nothing, there's no law to speak of."

"Then why not?"

"I'll take one of those tokens myself."

As soon as he said that...

Su Chen casually waved his hand.

A not-so-strong spiritual pressure spread outwards.

The onlookers felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their shoulders.

My legs went weak.

Suddenly, they all knelt down.

He knelt on one knee, unable to even lift his head.

Among the crowd were a few monks with quick, discerning eyes.

Upon seeing this, he immediately took out his Daoist token from his storage bag.

Raise both hands high above your head.

"senior!"

"Please take this token, junior!"

...