Slender willows sway in the breeze

Chapter 45 Blinding Your Dog Eyes
They followed the three young men to a deserted, empty place.

In the deep darkness of the night, an ancient and mysterious teleportation array quietly revealed its form.

A dazzling sphere of light floated in mid-air, seemingly gathering the power of the stars. The light flowed within it, sometimes as gentle as flowing water, and sometimes as dazzling as lightning and thunder.

Around the array, intricate rings of runes shone on the pristine white snow, emitting a faint blue light. The runes rotated and circled, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, as if they had come alive.

The younger generation was very excited. Chu Yanming asked, "Is this the teleportation array?"

A man in a blue brocade robe standing nearby curled his lip and said in a mocking tone, "Never even seen a teleportation array before, what a country bumpkin."

Who are you calling a country bumpkin?

"Whoever answers, that's who we'll talk about."

Chu Yanming clenched his fists, but Liu Sijun stopped him: "Cousin, don't be angry. If a dog bites you, are you going to bite it back?"

"Hey, you brat, who are you calling a dog!"

Liu Sijun looked at the man in blue with an innocent expression: "Of course, whoever it is should be the one who says it."

"Hey, are you looking for trouble?"

The man in blue rolled up his sleeves, but as soon as he took a step with his left foot, he crashed into a large tree not far away.

"Qiyuan, are you alright...?"

The other two men, seeing this, took several steps back in fright, glancing at their wailing companion and then cautiously eyeing the culprit.

The man named Qiyuan, clutching his stomach, slowly got up and walked over unsteadily, pointing at Gu Changzhou: "Do you know who I am? Yet you dare to make a move."

“He is the son of the Marquis of Jifeng.”

"Marquis Jifeng... Ji Su is your father?"

"You know my father?"

Gu Changzhou: "Ji Su is loyal and brave, but I never expected that his adopted son would not only bully others but also be a good-for-nothing."

Compared to Gu Changzhou, ordinary people are all useless.

How many people in this world can be like him, becoming a Dao Lord at such a young age?

Chu Yinghua assumed that Liu Sijun had been living in the villa for the past few years and was unaware of world affairs, so she gave Liu Sijun a lesson.

Ji Su, a first-rank marquis of Fenglei Kingdom, was ennobled for his military achievements, just like Marquis Molin.

His achievement was blocking Yu the Great's westward advance when Mo Linhou had captured several cities in succession and was advancing with unstoppable momentum.

If it weren't for Ji Su, the territory of Fenglei Kingdom would be much smaller.

"At that time, he had just turned ninety and was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. It was normal that Mo Linhou was no match for him."

"The teleportation array is about to disappear."

Ji Qiyuan snorted, "I'll let it go this time."

The group quickly entered the teleportation array, but the blue light suddenly became blinding, forcing them to close their eyes. They felt dizzy and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

After a few breaths, the spinning sensation disappeared.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw two towering vermilion gates that seemed to reach into the clouds. On either side stood two jade unicorns, looking majestic and imposing with piercing eyes. At the very top hung the three large characters "Lingbao Pavilion".

Behind it was a magnificent palace, but standing outside the door, it was impossible to see clearly.

"Lingbao Pavilion is a restricted area; trespassing is strictly prohibited."

The gatekeeper who spoke was named Qu Ping. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a robust build and average appearance. He had the cultivation level of the early Golden Core stage. The other three looked to be in their mid-twenties, and all of them had the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage.

In front of them was a long table with two golden square trays. On the left was a crystal, and on the right was a black round plaque engraved with a code.

Ji Qiyuan said with a hint of smugness, "To get in, you have to pay one hundred high-grade crystals first. We know the rules of Lingbao Pavilion." Qu Ping nodded, "It's good that you know the rules. It saves us from having to explain it again. You pay crystals here and get the right token there."

I originally just wanted to join in the fun and find out the rules of Lingbao Pavilion, but I didn't expect that I had to pay a fee before entering.

One hundred high-quality crystals, according to the prices in my previous life, would have been worth several zeros.

Yes, six zeros, a full million!

There were five of them, which means they spent five million before even buying anything.

Liu Sijun hesitated whether to go in.

Ji Qiyuan and the other two exchanged their crystals for pairs of cards, crossed their arms, and watched them with great interest.

One hundred high-grade crystals are not something you can just take out casually.

"Father, Seventh Brother, why don't we go back?"

Chu Yanming wanted to watch the excitement, but the entrance fee was too expensive—one hundred high-grade crystals, which was half a year's worth of his cultivation resources. He couldn't bear to part with it.

Ji Qiyuan scoffed, "If you can't produce it, then get out of here and stop making a fool of yourself!"

Chu Yanming: "We don't have money, but did you earn it yourself? Aren't you ashamed to spend your father's money?"

"you."

Qu Ping said impatiently, "What's all the noise about? If you want to go in, hurry up and change your cards to go in. If you don't want to go in, go back from there."

"I need six pairs."

Gu Changzhou took a step forward, and six hundred crystals appeared on the tray on the left.

"How could we let the Marquis spend so much?" Chu Yinghua took out five hundred crystals from his bag. "We'll pay for it ourselves."

Liu Mingyan said, "Uncle Chu, I can do it myself."

There were exactly 113 crystals in the container, plus several hundred medium-sized crystals.

Liu Sijun glared fiercely at Gu Changzhou.

If he hadn't recognized her and plundered all the crystals from her bag, her uncle wouldn't have had to spend so much money.

As soon as the pair of cards were taken, the vermilion door slowly opened.

The scenery here was completely different from what he had just seen outside. Clouds and mist swirled, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the mountains were majestic, rising abruptly from the ground, as if they were stairways leading to the heavens. For a moment, Liu Sijun felt as if he had stepped into a fairyland.

"Welcome, distinguished guests, to Lingbao Pavilion. I am Mengyue, and I will escort you to the auction hall. Please stay close to me, or you will face the consequences!"

This woman named Mengyue was incredibly alluring; it seemed as if a single glance could steal a person's soul. Liu Mingyan inadvertently caught a glimpse of her luscious red lips, and, feeling uneasy, lowered his head, his ears already flushed red.

Upon discovering this, Mengyue laughed heartily and led them on a flying sword towards the highest peak, where the palace shone with golden light.

Upon landing, four towering pillars stood before me, with a five-clawed golden dragon coiled around them, exuding majesty. Above them hung a golden plaque, the three characters "Auction Hall" gleaming brightly.

A massive jade staircase led directly to the palace gates. They ascended the steps and entered the main hall, where two rows of vermilion pillars, each several meters tall, were carved with lifelike dragons and phoenixes amidst clouds. In the center stood a huge circular platform with a jade table of emerald green, presumably used to hold the items to be auctioned. The surrounding tables were also crafted from celestial cedar wood.

The whole Lingbao Pavilion gives people the feeling of being blinded by its brilliance.

This is an eye-opener.

Looking at the already full hall, Chu Yanming said, "There are no seats left! Where are we going to sit?"

Mengyue smiled and said, "Since you are an honored guest, there is no need to crowd here. Please come with me."

Once they were seated in the luxurious private room, they understood why Mengyue had always addressed them as honored guests.

Entering Lingbao Pavilion costs only fifty yuan; one hundred yuan is a separate price.

(End of this chapter)