Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

It seems that something big has happened around Taihua City these past few days. The cultivators around Mo Wuji have a strong desire for gossip, and he was also forced to eat some of the gossip along with them.

"Hey, have you heard? Something seems to have happened in Mount Taihua. Apparently, one of the main peaks has collapsed!"

"I've heard about it too. It seems that it was the people from the Ziwei Divine Dynasty who did it."

"My second uncle's aunt's eldest nephew is guarding the Xuanwu Gate in the Ziwei Imperial City. I have exclusive information that the Ziwei Divine Dynasty seems to be hunting down a traitor."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers immediately fell silent, for the Ziwei Divine Dynasty was the overlord that had stood on the land of Luzhou for countless years.

When it comes to internal power struggles within such forces, these people naturally dare not make arbitrary judgments.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wuji also made up his mind that when he went out of the city to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, he must choose a direction far away from Mount Taihua.

But some things can't be avoided.

Yuhua Auction House holds several large-scale auctions every year, and they are very familiar with all the procedures.

Soon it was Mo Wuji's turn to bid on the alchemy furnace he desired.

The Crimson Copper Purple Cloud Furnace, made primarily of refined crimson copper, is laid out according to the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. It was personally crafted by a Saint Lord-level expert and took a full twelve years to complete.

It is said that on the day the furnace was completed, purple clouds shot straight into the sky.

From Mo Wuji's perspective, setting aside the exaggerated parts, this red copper purple cloud furnace does indeed look quite good.

The red bronze furnace, over three zhang wide and over one zhang tall, was extraordinary, with purple smoke rising from its top and a profound Taoist aura surrounding its body.

"Red Copper Purple Cloud Furnace, starting price 10,000 jin of Yuan, each bid must be at least 1,000 jin of Yuan, starting now."

The guests sitting in the regular seats were incredibly envious, but they knew perfectly well that they could only enjoy watching from the sidelines.

Such treasures are only accessible to the important figures in the upper-level private rooms.

But today, they are destined to witness a 'beautiful story' that could only appear in a traditional novel.

"11,000 jin of raw materials!"

"Twelve thousand catties of elixir!"

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"Thirty thousand catties of raw materials!"

The important figures in the private room put down their noodles and, like meticulous village women haggling over every penny, the price was finally settled on 30,000 jin of raw material.

This price is so high that an ordinary cultivator couldn't even save a fraction of it in a lifetime.

The auctioneer has already struck the gavel twice, and the third strike, signifying a successful sale, is about to begin.

But at that moment, Mo Wuji called out, "Forty thousand catties of Yuan."

The cultivators subconsciously looked up at the private rooms above, wondering which important figure was showing off their wealth again.

After circling around and looking in the direction the sound came from, they suddenly realized that the person who had raised the price was actually a guest sitting in a regular seat, just like them.

Even for some people, it was right next to them.

This young man looked ordinary, no different from them, but what he said and did was earth-shattering!

All the guests around Mo Wuji were focused on him.

There was shock, curiosity, and doubt.

Even the important figures in the private room cast their gazes down.

Countless divine senses swept over, and everyone confirmed that this person's cultivation seemed to be, really only at the first level of the Dao Palace.

However, most of the outstanding disciples from various families in Taihua City have already entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm, haven't they?

Cultivation level is not like appearance, which can be easily faked.

The important figures in the private room did not make any rash moves, but instead bid again.

"Forty-one thousand jin of raw materials!"

Mo Wuji's expression remained unchanged. "Fifty thousand jin of Origin."

The sound was like a fist slapping on a table.

The important figures in the private room couldn't sit still any longer. "Young man, stop making trouble here!"

The deep voice carried a chilling undertone, sending shivers down one's spine; the threat was self-evident.

But Mo Wuji leaned back in his seat, completely unfazed, and said, "What? Is there a cultivation level restriction for buying things at the Jade Flower Auction House?"

All eyes turned to the auctioneer in the center of the stage. For the sake of the auction house's reputation, the auctioneer gritted his teeth and spoke frankly.

"No, anyone can bid at our Yuhua Auction House; everything is based on provenance!"

Oh no! If this auction fails to sell, I might lose not only my bonus, but also my job!

It's good that young people are energetic, but they should also act within their capabilities. More importantly, how did I, an innocent bystander, get caught in the crossfire?

The important figures in the private room were caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to persist.

"Very well, I now doubt whether a mere Dao Palace Realm cultivator like you can produce such a large amount of source material."

Mo Wuji's eyes flashed with divine light, revealing an unparalleled aura.

"What right do you have to question me?"

As a prodigy in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, what one needs most is an invincible confidence that makes one stand out from the crowd and remains steadfast even if the Great Dao is obliterated before one's eyes.

We can already get a glimpse of this from Mo Wuji now.

Mo Wuji's words contained an overwhelming confidence that made others subconsciously take them for granted, only to realize later how utterly absurd they were.

This is a world where strength reigns supreme. The person in question is at least a powerful figure at the Dragon Transformation or even the Immortal Platform level. What's wrong with questioning a cultivator at the Dao Palace level like you?

But Mo Wuji possessed a kind of self-righteousness that baffled everyone. He confronted the important figures in the private room head-on, refusing to back down.

Mo Wuji boasted arrogantly, "I still doubt you have any source energy. Bring out all your assets, I want to check them."

Faced with Mo Wuji's counterattack, the important figure in the private room was enraged. When did a mere ant at the Dao Palace realm dare to provoke him?

If I don't teach him a lesson, how will I ever be able to face anyone in Taihua City again?

A terrifying pressure descended upon Mo Wuji, affecting even the guests around him. Many of the stools made of spirit wood beneath them suddenly shattered, causing them to fall to the ground.

"It seems I haven't made a move in too long. Everyone has forgotten that I, the one who once stained this divine city with blood!"

This important figure stepped out of the private room, appearing before everyone, seemingly floating in mid-air.

This was a middle-aged man with black hair flying wildly. His Eight Treasures Taoist robe billowed without wind, exuding a terrifying aura.

A knowledgeable passerby exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't that the Seven Killings Daoist from the Tianxing Daoist Temple on Mount Taihua?"

Is this box being opened because they're afraid Mo Wuji won't be able to find this guy's lair?

"It is said that he reached the peak of the first level of Sendai a hundred years ago and became a half-step great power. He once killed seven great figures of the first level of Sendai in a single day."

"Now, a hundred years later, even if he hasn't broken through to the second level of the Sendai realm, he would still be virtually unmatched among half-step Great Powers!"

All the onlookers were horrified. "Could it be that the legendary tale of the Jade Flower Auction House never shedding blood is about to be shattered today?"

The powerful figures presiding over the Yuhua Auction House today were too frightened to step forward and stop the conflict.

He was afraid that he would be beaten to death on the spot by the ruthless Seven Kill Daoist. He only had a few hundred catties of Yuan per month, why would he risk his life?

He was determined to be a coward and wait until after the fact to come out and defend himself.