Gu Tian’s fingers tapped lightly against his knee, his gaze distant.
He remembered this event clearly.
This was the same auction where the protagonist would appear for the first time—where his predecessor had encountered him by sheer coincidence. It was also the beginning of the events that eventually led to his predecessor’s downfall.
But this time… things would be different.
Gu Tian would attend this auction, not only to see the protagonist with his own eyes, but also to compete for the treasures that would appear tonight.
Some of them were far too valuable to be left in someone else’s hands.
“Prepare everything,” Gu Tian said quietly. “I’ll be attending the auction tonight.”
“Yes, Young Master,” Grandma Bai responded with a deep bow before vanishing into the shadows, as silently as she had appeared.
After she left, Gu Tian closed his eyes and started cultivating while waiting for the auction to start tonight.
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The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the lively streets of Capital City. Tonight, the area around the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was more crowded than ever.
Standing tall in the heart of Dragon Kingdom capital city, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was a blend of spiritual craftsmanship and modern design. It wasn't just a building—it was a symbol of influence, wealth, and deep-rooted legacy that traced back to the early days of spiritual revival.
With eighty-nine floors, its outer walls were made of refined spirit-glass, a rare material that sparkled with spiritual energy during the day and glowed like jade at night. The surface was covered with old formation patterns and floating runes, creating a powerful defensive array said to resist even a Martial King’s full-strength attack.
The entrance plaza stretched across hundreds of meters, guarded by two massive statues—one of a silver dragon, the other a soaring phoenix. These weren’t ordinary decorations but spirit-infused constructs capable of awakening in emergencies.
Despite its grandeur, the Pavilion held a neutral position in the cultivation world. It had been founded by several major merchant groups and had grown into a powerful First Rate Force in the Dragon Kingdom.
In the Dragon Kingdom, forces were ranked from low to high as: Third Rate, Second Rate, First Rate, Earth Level, and Heaven Level.
Although the Pavilion was only a First Rate force in terms of combat power, its vast network and strong background gave it great influence. Even some Earth and Heaven Level forces chose to maintain good relations with it.
Because of this, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion strictly enforced its rules—no fighting, no threats, and no cheating during auctions. Anyone who broke these rules wouldn’t just be banned from future events; even the faction behind them would be blacklisted and denied entry.
Outside the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, the wide entrance plaza was filled with cultivators and elites from all over the Dragon Kingdom. Tonight’s auction was no ordinary one—rumors said that many rare treasures, weapons and other objects will be auctioned tonight. And that they have a great allure to even powerful cultivators at Martial Spirit or Martial King Realm.
As the crowd murmured and gazed toward the main entrance, the first of the notable guests arrived.
A sleek hovercar with the emblem of a red spear slowed to a stop near the front. The doors opened, and a young man in red battle robes stepped out, followed by a few guards in the Martial Warrior Realm.
“Isn’t that Wei Feng of the Crimson Spear Sect?” someone whispered nearby.
“Yeah, a Third Rate force from the Southern Border,” another replied. “I heard their sect ancestor has been in seclusion for years, trying to break through to the Martial Grandmaster Realm. Maybe they’re here tonight to find something to aid his breakthrough.”
Wei Feng adjusted his collar and walked toward the entrance, his gaze forward, clearly aware of the whispers but choosing to ignore them.
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