Scourge Messenger

Chapter 424 Auction Master of Ceremonies

“Cheng Ying”.

The tall man next to the woman in palace attire glanced at Master Dongshou and said, "We are guests, don't cause trouble."

Master Dongshou felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and it took immense willpower for him not to immediately lose contact and return to the mortal world. Although they only had their divine senses logged into the Treasure Pavilion, there was still a difference between their divine senses. If the palace-dressed woman's divine sense was a sharp sword that could easily pierce Master Dongshou, then the tall man's divine sense was a storm. Even with just a casual glance, Master Dongshou felt as if his divine sense was about to be torn apart!

Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord!

He actually... faced a Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord head-on!
"Brother Qingyun, it's a pleasure to see you and Chengying here. Chengying seems to have made further progress and is not far from seeking the gold. But this is, after all, a treasure pavilion where heroes from all over the world gather. I think our Dragon Poetry Clan should keep a low profile?"

A hand pressed down on Dongshou Zhenren's shoulder and pulled him back. Dongshou Zhenren looked up and saw two figures standing in front of him, blocking Qingyun Xianjun's divine sense.

The refined-looking man at the head of the group turned to Dongshou Zhenren with an apologetic smile, "At least there's no need to offend a promising young man right away."

The over one hundred-year-old Winter Hunting Master was addressed as a young man, but he himself did not feel it was inappropriate at all, because he could see that the figure protecting him was also a Celestial Lord!
“Deng Guanjian,” Gai Qingyun said calmly, “you really have come too.”

"How could I miss such a grand event? You've always known I love joining in the fun."

"You also want to bid for the guild creation token?"

“I knew we were on the same page,” Deng Guanjian laughed heartily. “Why don’t we team up for the auction?”

"Will you or me be the leader of the gang then?"

“Of course it’s you,” Deng Guanjian said. “I’ve long wanted to get rid of this mess and go back to the Dragon Sparrow Summer Palace to teach and educate people. As long as you can mend the relationship between the twelve Dragon Poetry clans, who else but you can be the leader of the gang?”

Gai Qingyun gave Deng Guanjian a deep look, then turned and left without saying a word, followed closely by Fei Chengying and the others. Deng Guanjian smiled at Dong Shou Zhenren: "I hope I didn't leave you with too bad an impression. Actually, Immortal Lord Qingyun is very easy to get along with in private, and most of our Longshi clan are also warm and hospitable."

“Golden Crow Immortal Lord,” Bai Chuanliu pointed to the other side of the hall, “Eternal Heaven…”

"May your future be like warm sandy ground." Deng Guanjian nodded slightly and left with Bai Chuanliu.

Throughout the entire process, Master Dongshou was speechless. He was like a commoner suddenly given the opportunity to meet the emperor, so nervous that his mind went blank and he couldn't utter a word. Only after he calmed down did he realize what had just happened.

He actually chatted with the Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord!
That's the seventh level of cultivation! A realm that even Emperor Taizu of Zhou could never reach in his entire life. Such a powerful person not only came specifically to protect him, but also spoke to him so kindly. At this moment, Master Dongshou seemed to have truly turned back into a young man, overwhelmed with excitement.

"Brother, were those two just now the Golden Crow Immortal Lord and the Azure Cloud Immortal Lord?" The onlookers who had been watching the conflict gathered around: "Those are the lords and patriarchs of the twelve clans of the Western Xia Dragon Poetry Clan!"

"You don't know them? What kind of mountain did you climb to Foundation Establishment? Let me put it this way, half of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in Western Xia were once disciples of the Golden Crow Immortal Lord, and the other half were followers of the Azure Cloud Immortal Lord. They are all immortals who have ascended to the mortal world in the last five hundred years in search of gold, and they are the immortal lords that we can most easily come into contact with!"

Master Dongshou excitedly chatted with everyone, and as they talked, the topic returned to the murals on the ceiling. Soon he became a member of this small group of seven or eight Foundation Establishment cultivators, both men and women, chatting about everything under the sun.

It wasn't until the auction was about to begin that he suddenly realized what the two immortal lords had been talking about.

"What? Even a Seventh-Rank Immortal Lord is bidding for the Guild Establishment Token?"

...

Are Jinwu and Qingyun still causing trouble?

On the other side of the hall, Kagetsu, the head of the Eighth Academy of the Imperial Court, looked at the conflict in the distance and shook his head helplessly: "They've been fighting for a hundred years and they're still fighting..."

"Dean Huayue," Tong Moli, the leader of the Fire Worship Cult, asked seriously, "Is it true that your Yuliu Court will not participate in the bidding for the guild establishment token?"

“Well, as you know, Master Tong, our Yu Liu Ting is originally affiliated with the [Water Mansion] gang, so we don’t have that much need for gang creation tokens,” Dean Hua Yue said. “But if the auction price of a gang creation token is very affordable, we wouldn’t mind bidding for one as a reserve.”

In other words, the Royal Court would participate in the bidding, but wouldn't invest too much. However, Tong Moli still felt quite heavy-hearted. The Royal Court was undoubtedly the wealthiest force besides the Heavenly Court. Even if they only "stopped at the beginning," the Fire Worship Sect would probably have to exert all its strength to catch up.

"Hua Yue, I finally caught you, you bastard!"

A figure pushed through the crowd, his pupils flashing with electricity. On his back was a ring with four drums. Such a peculiar design meant that the hidden identity of the Treasure Pavilion was meaningless to him. Anyone who knew anything about the Eternal Heaven could recognize him at a glance.

"Shenlan, why didn't you stay in Changshengtian and come here?" Dean Huayue asked impatiently.

Deep Blue Immortal Lord hooked his arm around Dean Flower Moon's shoulder: "I kindly invited you to this blessed land for drinks, and you, you lecherous worm, not only stole my wine cellar, but also abducted my niece! If I hadn't been held back by the calamity, I would have come to the East Sea to settle accounts with you long ago! Where is my niece!?"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's one thing for you to slander my reputation, but why are you slandering your niece too? It was clearly Zhenxue who felt that the Yuliuting system was more suitable for her development, so she left with me. Your Changshengtian is incapable of cultivating life-divine abilities, so you can't blame me for that."

"Really? Then dare you swear that if you lay a hand on her, your life will be reversed?"

"But then again, if it's about love between men and women..."

"Die to me!"

"Let's get down to business." Dean Huayue suddenly asked seriously, "What does Jinwu want to talk to you about?"

"What else could it be? Isn't he just testing whether we're interested in bidding for the sect-building token?" Deep Blue Immortal Lord replied casually. "He seems determined to win, having already used the favors he had in the past. I reckon the mountain lord will back down."

Tong Moli's heart sank. The twelve clans of the Dragon Poetry Sect, descended from the Golden Crow Immortal Lord, had a lineage far longer than the Fire Worship Sect, even tracing back to the ancient Dragon Lords. Even though they had declined since the Thousand-Year Dragon Poetry War, a broken ship still had some nails; they were definitely formidable opponents in this auction!
Li Xi walked behind her, and Tong Moli glanced at her. Li Xi slowly shook her head. She had just walked around the venue and hadn't seen any trace of Zhu Jun.

"Speaking of which, where are those people?" Immortal Lord Shenlan asked intriguingly, "With something this big happening, they're bound to get involved, right?"

"Who knows?" Dean Huayue said casually. "I guess they'll probably keep a low profile until they're absolutely certain."

"They either don't act at all, or when they do, it's with overwhelming force, earning the respect of all beings." Tong Moli couldn't help but chirp along, "In situations like this that they can't control, the Heavenly Court certainly wouldn't make a big show of themselves."

Suddenly, the entire hall darkened, and the curtain on the stage slowly rose, focusing countless beams of light onto the stage. In an instant, hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators and Immortal Lords in the hall looked over and saw a graceful figure walk behind the stage, survey the room, and calmly say:

"Hello everyone, I am the seller of the guild creation token, the initiator of this auction, and also the master of ceremonies for this auction. Now, the auction officially begins."

(End of this chapter)