Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

Chapter 350 Underground Auction

"This is my jade talisman for transmitting sound. Contact me if you have anything." Then a crescent-shaped jade pendant shot towards Liu Xing, and Liu Xing grabbed it in his hand.

"Farewell, senior!" Liu Xing shouted loudly, but at this time Wuyazi's breath had already disappeared.

"Brother Xing, Senior Wuyazi is a man of his word. He really brought us both here safely." Nie Xiaoqian said in a voice transmission when she saw Wuyazi walking away.

"He just did it for the convenience of bringing us to the Righteous Alliance so that he would have a greater chance of recruiting us. Otherwise, we would join the evil path and become his formidable rivals. I would do the same if I were in his shoes. However, the senior has taken a lot of care of us on this trip. I will repay this favor when I have the chance in the future." Liu Xing replied slowly.

"Well, Brother Xing, let's find an inn to rest. I'm a little tired." Nie Xiaoqian's face was full of fatigue at this time.

"Qian'er, thank you for your hard work. Let's go."

The Teleportation Hall was located in the city center, and there were restrictions in the city prohibiting flying. Naturally, the two of them couldn't fly away carelessly like Wuyazi, because the other was a Yuanying stage elder and naturally not subject to the restrictions of the no-fly restriction. They still had to walk obediently.

However, there is a bookshelf in the teleportation hall, and on the shelf are some jade slips with city planning maps engraved on them. In order to attract business, some hotels and restaurants provide jade slip maps for free to tourists, but they also highlight their own stores and promote them extensively.

With this city plan, Liu Xing quickly settled on a top-tier restaurant, the Sheraton Inn. While pricey, the spaciousness and tranquility were within their budget. Furthermore, the Sheraton Inn had a small spiritual vein beneath it and a spirit-gathering formation, making it an ideal place for high-level cultivators to cultivate. Despite the exorbitant cost of a thousand spirit stones a day, Liu Xing paid the three-month fee without hesitation. After a restful sleep, Liu Xing looked radiant again, no trace of fatigue left.

Liu Xing's magical powers were immense, and despite the long journey, he managed to multitask without sacrificing much energy or mana. After settling his wife down and setting up a protective formation, he ventured into the city alone. His first target was still the bookstore, followed by various shops.

A month passed quickly, during which Liu Xing and Nie Xiaoqian explored every shop, big and small. This place, worthy of being the political, economic, and cultural center of the Righteous Path Alliance, was truly harmonious and vibrant. They also attended several Mingyue Tower auctions, their wealth and wealth allowing them to acquire some excellent treasures. However, they were unfamiliar with the area and lacked connections, so they could only participate in auctions for those at the Jindan stage and below, unable to penetrate the Yuanying realm. This meant they were unable to access the truly valuable items and crucial information. Liu Xing silently thought, "I still need to work with Wuyazi to make a breakthrough."

"Fellow Daoist Liu, there will be an underground auction organized by the black market in three days. There will be many good things at the Nascent Soul level. Are you interested in participating?" The message came from the jade talisman left by Wuyazi.

Liu Xing, astonished, read the message. The black market was no stranger to him. During his time managing the Qianji Sect, he had organized underground black markets in many cities. Black markets were perfect places for robbing and selling stolen goods, dismantling the evidence. They held everything that was considered contraband. However, underground auctions were membership-based, with veterans mentoring newcomers. Without a familiar guide, ordinary people wouldn't be able to find the entrance.

"Okay, I will definitely participate." Liu Xing replied quickly.

"Okay, see you at the west city gate at 3:00 AM three days later." Wuyazi didn't say anything more after arranging things.

Time passed quickly. The three of them met at the west city gate, then changed into black clothes and robes, concealed their breath, and flew towards the depths of the ocean.

A few hours later, the three of them arrived at a deserted island hundreds of miles away. It was called an island, but it was actually just a large coral reef. Wuyazi let out three long, rhythmic howls, and Liu Xing understood that this was a signal to summon the black market's guide.

A moment later, a strange-looking figure in black emerged from the southeastern seabed for no apparent reason. Even with Liu Xing's powerful consciousness, he couldn't detect any clues. He only vaguely sensed that the other person had a cultivation level of at least the peak of the late Jindan stage, and that the restrictions at the black market entrance were unusual.

Wuyazi said nothing, tossing out a token that the man in black took to verify his identity. Liu Xing discreetly sized the man in black up. He was tall, with abundant Qi and blood, seemingly cultivating a blood-related magical technique, which made him feel uneasy. He wore a skull mask, which had a powerful effect of obscuring consciousness, making it impossible to discern his features or aura.

"The entrance fee is 10,000 spirit stones for members and 20,000 spirit stones for newcomers." A strange and emotionless voice came from the man in black.

It was truly expensive. One could only imagine the wealth of the black market organizers. The entrance fee alone could bring in millions of spirit stones. However, the three of them didn't question it and quickly handed over the spirit stones. Meanwhile, Liu Xing and his wife each received a strange skull-shaped membership token. Upon receiving their membership token, they had to swear by it with a drop of blood. Upon death, the token was destroyed, making it impossible to steal or borrow.

The man in black took the money, turned around and flew towards the sea where he had just emerged. The three men followed silently and disappeared in front of their eyes in the blink of an eye. It was as if the three men disappeared out of thin air. Soon the surface of the reef and sea returned to its original state, with huge waves still surging and no trace left.

Of course, there is more than one entrance to the black market. Each member receives information from a different place and is guided by a dedicated person, which greatly reduces the risk of exposure. This is also one of the reasons why black market transactions are safe and reliable.

Liu Xing and the other two followed the black-clad men into the black market. Several Jindan cultivators, armed with demon spirit disks, guarded the entrance. Each member entering was scanned multiple times by the disks to prevent high-level demon cultivators from sneaking in and disrupting the black market auction. While ordinary demon pets accompanying their masters were perfectly acceptable, it was highly unlikely that any demon pets above level eight existed. Meanwhile, Liu Xing finally encountered some other cultivators emerging from the induction portal. Each wore a black mask. Liu Xing could have penetrated their masks with a full-strength spell, but he chose not to undertake such a thankless and foolish undertaking.

"My two fellow Taoists, please find a place to sit. I'm going to the back to take some photos." Wuyazi quietly sent a message to Liu Xing and his wife, and then they quietly parted ways.

"Please make yourself at your own convenience, senior." Liu Xing replied, then took Nie Xiaoqian to sit in a rather remote location.

After a cup of tea, Liu Xing quietly left his seat and headed towards the consignment inspection area. He had a few items he wanted to sell, so he could exchange them for some spirit stones, which would help him to have enough money to bid on the good stuff later.