Immediately afterwards, a resolute voice rang out from inside the room.

"That's right!"

"Qingcheng, you're right!"

"I absolutely cannot let Emperor Lin down!"

"From today onwards, I will cultivate even more diligently!"

"Tonight, I'm going to cultivate all night!"

"..."

She slowly raised her head, looking at Mo Wuyai's spirited appearance, a hint of resentment gradually appearing in her eyes.

I said those things to encourage him to cultivate diligently, but I didn't tell him to start right now!

Today was a rare opportunity for the couple to be alone together.

Moreover, judging from his demeanor, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he had a wife by his side.

"Mo Wuyai".

Yan Qingcheng called out tentatively.

"Um?"

Mo Wuyai closed his eyes and absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy intently.

"Would you like to rest for a while?"

"Need not."

"But……"

"Qingcheng, don't worry, I won't get tired."

Yan Qingcheng opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Forget it.

Cultivate yourself.

Anyway, this guy will eventually exhaust himself from over-cultivation to the point where he can't keep his eyes open.

And so, Yan Qingcheng sat alone by the window, watching the snow falling outside, while Mo Wuyai sat cross-legged in the room like an old monk, his spiritual energy slowly circulating around him.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The next morning, it was still dark.

The heavy snow showed no signs of stopping.

When Yan Qingcheng woke up from her sleep, the first thing she saw was Mo Wuyai, who was still sitting cross-legged in the same spot.

His posture remained unchanged.

His aura was even stronger than the night before.

A faint aura surrounded his body, and even tiny amounts of divine sea power were gathering around him.

"Still cultivating?"

Yan Qingcheng rubbed her temples.

She thought Mo Wuyai would only last a few hours before stopping, but she didn't expect him to actually cultivate all night.

And it seems that this is not over yet.

She didn't disturb them further, but simply took out a heavy fox fur coat, draped it over herself, and sat quietly to the side to wait.

Time passed little by little.

Daylight passed.

Night fell again.

Mo Wuyai never opened his eyes.

His body seemed to have merged with the surrounding world, he was completely still, and even his breathing became extremely long.

Yan Qingcheng felt both helpless and somewhat gratified as she watched this scene.

She knew that Mo Wuyai truly wanted to become stronger.

Because he was unwilling to continue being someone who could only accept Lin Tian's help but couldn't share Lin Tian's burdens.

This idea may be somewhat stubborn.

But for Mo Wuyai, it was the motivation to keep going.

at last.

As the last ray of moonlight pierced through the window on the second night, a slight change occurred in the aura within Mo Wuyai's body.

hum-

An invisible wave emanated from him.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

A dazzling light flashed across those eyes.

"Is the auction about to begin?"

Mo Wuyai raised his head and met Yan Qingcheng's utterly calm face.

Just as he was about to speak, a gentle power suddenly emanated from the ticket.

hum!

Golden light burst forth from the surface of the ticket.

Complex spatial runes quickly appeared, enveloping the two figures.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding world began to distort.

The snow scene outside the window quickly became blurry in my vision.

"Teleportation has begun!"

Yan Qingcheng quickly grasped Mo Wuyai's hand.

"Do not resist, this is the auction house's teleportation power."

Mo Wuyai nodded.

The next moment, the two figures transformed into a golden streak of light and disappeared into the Vast Martial Realm.

Meanwhile, throughout the myriad realms...

Millions of tickets began operating at almost the same time.

Whether they were young cultivators celebrating the New Year in the Xuanhuang Realm or old cultivators in some small world, they all immediately poured their spiritual power into the tickets!

Countless cultivators were enveloped in golden light and then disappeared from their original world.

Beams of light rose from all the heavens and myriad realms.

Those beams of light pierced through the barriers of the world, crossed the endless void, and converged on the same spot like rivers flowing into the sea.

All Heavens Auction House!

As for those cultivators from Immortal King families, they did not intend to enter the hall and sit with ordinary cultivators.

According to the auction house's rules, they can voluntarily refund the tickets.

After the tickets are refunded, they will not only receive a lucky bag, but the empty ticket will also be randomly reassigned to other cultivators by the system.

And at this very moment.

In front of the teleportation array of the Myriad Immortal Realms.

Beams of spatial light flickered continuously, and complex and profound array patterns slowly flowed in the void.

Many immortals from the Primordial Immortal Realm, led by Tai Shang, were quietly standing in front of the teleportation array, waiting for it to open.

Most of the people in the Primordial Immortal Realm remained calm and did not talk much to each other. They only occasionally looked up at the array that was in operation, with a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

Clearly, they also attach great importance to the upcoming All-Heavens Auction.

But just then, an extremely arrogant voice suddenly came from the other team.

"Is this the Celestial Auction House?"

"It doesn't look like there's anything special about it."

The voice was very loud, making no attempt to hide its provocative intent.

The people waiting to be teleported frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the other side, a group of people from the Guixu Immortal Realm were standing together.

Each of them exuded a chilling aura, their eyes gleaming with a dangerous light, as they surveyed the surrounding buildings with an extremely oppressive gaze.

Standing at the very front of the procession was none other than the Lord of the Guixu Immortal Realm, one of the three supreme beings of the Immortal Realm—the Heaven-Slaying Immortal King!

At this moment, the Immortal King of Killing Heaven stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the distant buildings one by one, his face full of undisguised disdain.

Even though these buildings were made of metal of the Celestial King level, in his opinion, there was still nothing to praise about them.

After all, the Guixu Immortal Realm he ruled also possessed countless magnificent buildings.

The Guixu Palace is forged from top-grade immortal materials, making it in no way inferior to the auction house in the heavens before us.

Therefore, after looking around, the Immortal King of Killing Heaven simply sneered.

"It seems that compared to my Guixu Palace, it's not so great after all?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people from the Guixu Immortal Realm burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"The Palace Master is right."

"It's just an auction house, yet it dares to call itself 'All Heavens'?"

"It seems that the outside world's evaluation of it is somewhat exaggerated."

The people in Guixu Palace paid no attention to the stares of those around them and began to discuss loudly on their own.

Their voices rose and fell, sounding particularly jarring in front of the teleportation array.

Many cultivators frowned upon hearing this, their faces showing displeasure.

However, although everyone present was dissatisfied, no one took the initiative to stand up and rebuke them.

After all, the strength of the Guixu Immortal Realm is undeniable, and the one who spoke was none other than the Heaven-Slaying Immortal King.

Unless they are equally powerful, no one would want to provoke a Celestial King for no reason.

"What exactly does this Supreme Being mean?"

"The Heavenly Auction House seems to have never provoked the Returning Void Immortal Realm, has it?"

"Could it be that there's some kind of conflict between them?"

"But the Wandao Immortal Realm branch has only been established for about two years. The Heaven-Slaying Immortal King was previously stationed on the frontier of the heavens. Logically speaking, the two should not have any interaction."

"So what is he doing now...?"

Many cultivators secretly exchanged whispers, their eyes darting back and forth between the Heavenly King Killer and the Heavenly Auction House.

After a moment, they quietly came to a conclusion.

Perhaps, this celestial king who killed the heavens was simply narrow-minded.

Of course, they only dared to think this conclusion in their hearts, and would never dare to say it to the face of the Heaven-Slaying Immortal King.

Just as everyone in Guixu Palace was laughing wildly, Pingtian Immortal King looked up at Shitian Immortal King, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery.

"Damn it!"

"You'd better behave yourself in the auction house."

"otherwise……"

The Heavenly King did not continue speaking, but gave the Heavenly King a meaningful look.

The Immortal King who slayed the heavens frowned slightly.

"Otherwise what?"

"It's nothing," King Pingtian smiled. "You'll understand once you go inside."

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