Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

The three continued browsing. There were many good things at the stalls on both sides, but Xiao Yan went up to ask about them, while Han Feng and Yao Chen just looked and left.

However, just as the three of them passed a simple stall, Han Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He felt the nine-colored energy within his body exerting a pulling force, seemingly attracting something on the stall.

Han Feng walked calmly to the stall and began to look around.

Behind the stall sat a thin old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground. He didn't greet Han Feng when he came over, and his attitude was quite casual.

"Sir, how about we exchange this stone?"

Han Feng picked up the colorful raw stone from the stall.

He had found this stone in the Valley of Medicine Saints before, but this "seven-colored raw stone" in front of him seemed to be more precious than the ones he had found before.

Upon hearing Han Feng's words, the withered old man opened his eyes, looked Han Feng up and down, and then said, "Two grade eight pills of three-color or higher quality."

"make a deal."

Han Feng took out two Grade 8 pills of the Three-Colored Thunder Pill and placed them in front of the old man.

The gaunt old man was taken aback by Han Feng's decisive action.

"and many more!"

The gaunt old man spoke up instinctively.

Han Feng stopped and turned his head slightly.

"what happened?"

The gaunt old man was startled by Han Feng's gaze, and his earlier thought of raising the price vanished instantly.

"No, it's nothing. I didn't have time to check the pills just now. The guests left in a hurry."

The gaunt old man used the act of checking the pills as an excuse to brush it off.

Han Feng slowly walked away.

The gaunt old man sighed in his seat. Judging from Han Feng's attitude, he must have gotten a bargain!

But it was just a seven-colored raw stone. The withered old man couldn't figure it out. However, he didn't have the chance to take the raw stone back and properly appreciate it now.

"Senior brother, you traded two Rank 8 pills for this stone?"

Seeing Han Feng spending lavishly, Xiao Yan curiously approached to ask him about it.

Yao Chen, who was standing to the side, was also somewhat curious.

"This is a seven-colored raw stone, usually the essence of a seven-colored swallowing python after its body has perished. Although it is rare, it is not very useful. Two grade eight pills of three-colored pill lightning are indeed worth far more than this."

Han Feng smiled slightly: "I don't know yet either, but this thing is rare, and Cai'er and Medusa can use it, so it's not a bad deal to exchange it."

"You kid..."

Yao Chen looked at his eldest disciple with an expression of finally understanding.

Could it be that my first apprentice's wife will be chosen from these two?

Wait a minute! Yao Chen suddenly remembered that the two women looked exactly alike when he first saw them.

Does Feng'er want both?!

"You're really good at using fancy techniques..."

Yao Chen muttered to himself.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

"No, it's nothing."

Yao Chen shook his head.

Han Feng's lips curled slightly, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

The teacher is getting more and more gossipy.

After walking for a while, the group arrived at the end of Space Town.

"Do you still want to shop around?"

Yao Chen looked at the two of them.

"If we're not going to browse, we'll just go inside."

Xiao Yan shook his head.

"I'm not going shopping anymore."

If I keep going, I'll run out of money. The most precious treasures the teacher mentioned aren't here. How much are the truly valuable treasures worth?

Han Feng also shook his head.

"Then let's go in."

Yao Chen led the two to the end of Space Town.

The space here has undergone another subtle change; it is now an independent area within another dimension.

Standing here is a huge castle.

After Han Feng and the others entered, they felt that the noise outside was immediately shut out.

Outside the castle, two powerful figures at the level of six-star Dou Zun stood. Upon seeing the three arrive, their gazes immediately focused on them.

"This treasure pavilion is not open to just anyone; one must have an invitation from one of the three major sects to enter."

As Yao Chen spoke, he handed over the invitation he had received.

After verifying the invitation, the two Dou Zun nodded and invited the three to enter the pavilion.

The first thing to do after entering the Treasure Pavilion is to conceal your identity. Everyone here is a powerful figure, and some sparks are bound to fly during the auction later, so concealing your identity is very important.

However, Han Feng and his two companions had already made preparations and had done a thorough disguise in advance, so they didn't need to do anything more.

"You three, please follow me."

An elderly man in gray robes walked briskly from the side, said something to the three of them, and then led the way into the depths of the pavilion.

Yao Chen and the other two didn't say anything and quietly followed.

Within this pavilion, the aura of powerful individuals grew increasingly dense, and Xiao Yan dared not extend his soul power to investigate, only able to perceive it roughly.

The old man in gray led the three to an ancient hall that was about half the size of a square, and then quietly withdrew.

This is the auction venue, and the seats are occupied by bidders whose bodies are concealed by cloaks.

As the three appeared, many people turned their attention to them.

Yao Chen calmly walked to the front and sat down in a row.

Everyone here hides their identity, and no one has to put up with anyone else.

After waiting for a while, more people came in one after another.

"Boom!"

A clear and melodious bell suddenly rang out in the ancient hall, and everyone's spirits lifted, their eyes quickly turning to the platform.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair slowly walked out of the distorted space, emanating a powerful aura.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

Yao Chen said softly to his two disciples, "This is the master of Jianbao Mountain, the Treasure Mountain Elder."

Xiao Yan nodded. The old man's aura was clearly stronger than his own; he was a formidable expert.

"As is customary, let's cut to the chase."

The white-haired old man produced a delicate little hammer and struck it on the chopping board.

"This space trading fair is now in session."

Chapter 443 Remnant Map of Demonic Flame

"The first item up for auction is a pair of wings from a top-tier magical beast."

With a gentle turn of his hand, the old man from Baoshan created a pair of ancient, pale white wings on the auction stage.

"Phoenix Wings!"

Everyone was somewhat surprised when they saw the item.

The Heavenly Phoenix Clan is the overlord of the Beast Realm, and they will do everything in their power to recover any corpses of their clansmen that have been lost abroad.

Nowadays, someone actually dares to put it up for auction in a blatant manner; only a space trading fair would dare to do such a thing.

"You are all surely aware of the origin of these bone wings. They belong to the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, the kings of speed among magical beasts. If they were refined into a flying combat technique, the boost would be absolutely top-notch."

"The owner of these Phoenix Wings wants to exchange them for an eighth-grade pill that has been tempered by four-colored pill lightning. After evaluation, the Phoenix Wings are of excellent quality and worth the price."

The old man from Baoshan looked at the crowd below the stage.

"So, if you are interested, you can start making bids."

After he finished speaking, no one in the room made a sound.

The old man from Baoshan was not in a hurry and quietly waited for everyone to think it over.

"I want it!"

After careful consideration, someone finally decided to make a move and take it over.

After checking the quality of the pills, the old man from Baoshan smiled and nodded.

"Is there anyone else who wants to participate in the bidding?"

The bidding at this space trade fair differs from ordinary auctions. Unless there are special requirements, the selection is left to the owner of the item.

Unfortunately, no one else participated in the first auction.

Although many people here have the ability to produce Rank 8 Four-Colored Pill Thunder, whether they are willing to exchange it for the Demon Phoenix Wings is a question worth considering.

For some, there is no fear of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, but for most, there are still concerns.

After all, that's a powerful clan with a Dou Sheng expert; it would be very dangerous if they were targeted.

It's estimated that the person who wants to auction off the Demon Phoenix Wings wants to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"The second item for auction..."

The elderly man from Baoshan quickly began describing the second item up for auction.

"Heavenly-rank combat skill: Vajra Glazed Body".

"This fighting technique was created by the Glazed Saint a thousand years ago. If one cultivates it to its peak, the physical body will be like Vajra, indestructible and indestructible. One's fists can shatter the sky, and one's feet can split the earth. It is a powerful fighting technique that combines offense and defense..."

Upon hearing the description from the old man of Baoshan, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up slightly.

This is good... but I already have something better.

Among the fighting techniques Xiao Xuan gave him, there were also body-refining techniques of the Heaven Rank.

However, this level of combat skill is quite difficult to cultivate, and even with Xiao Yan's "intelligence," he felt considerable pressure.

When such resources are no longer scarce, the level of the resource itself becomes the limiting factor.

Xiao Yan understands the principle of "don't bite off more than you can chew" better than anyone else now.

"What? You've got your eye on her?"

Han Feng asked.

Xiao Yan shook his head.

"The stuff sounds good, but I don't have time to learn it. Just what my ancestors gave me is enough to keep me digesting for a long time."

Xiao Yan shrugged.

Han Feng smiled gently.

As expected of the Xiao family, a powerful clan, they only needed one opportunity to pass down so many enviable resources.

Even Han Feng's current reserves of Heaven-Rank Battle Techniques are probably less than Xiao Yan's.

Of course, for cultivators of their level, the important thing about Heaven-rank combat skills is not the quantity, but the quality.