Even in the end, Wang Lin didn't say the specific reason and avoided it.
The more he did this, the more Ouyang Long felt something was off. He felt like this ordinary-looking young man in white was shrouded in mystery.
It wasn't good to ask, so Ouyang Long wryly smiled and shook his head. He no longer brought it up and reminded Wang Lin, "Fellow Cultivator, according to the rules of this auction, it's a taboo to hide one's appearance." With that, he arrived at the stone door at the end of the passage and gently knocked on it.
A moment later, the stone door trembled and ripples appeared. It was as if it had melted and gradually became blurry.
Ouyang Long turned around and clasped his hands at Wang Lin before disappearing into the ripples.
Wang Lin pondered a bit and didn't hide his appearance. Since he dared to come, he wasn't afraid of causing trouble. He stepped into the ripples and disappeared.
His vision blurred, and when it became clear again, Wang Lin looked around. He was in a room hundreds of feet wide. The floor was made of some unknown material, but it was completely transparent. He could clearly see the battle between the two fierce beasts on the platform below.
There were some chairs scattered around the room, surrounding a chair at the front.
There were seven cultivators calmly sitting on the chairs, and none of them covered their faces. The moment Wang Lin entered, their gazes gathered on him.
Their gazes were like swords and extremely sharp. When they landed on Wang Lin, it was as if they were corporeal, and he could feel his skin turn cold.
One of them was startled when he saw Wang Lin, but he soon recovered and smiled.
The person in the chair was an old man with silver hair and a grey robe. His eyes were slightly closed, but there was a hint of light coming from them. He looked at Wang Lin with a dignified expression and was at the mid stage of Nirvana Shatterer.
Behind him, Ouyang Long bent down and whispered something into the old man's ear.
Wang Lin's expression was neutral as he walked forward under everyone's gazes. He arrived next to a chair and calmly sat down. His eyes were calm as he looked at everyone and clasped his hands at the person who had smiled at him earlier.
Wu Qing didn't expect to see Wang Lin here and was very surprised. However, since Wang Lin could enter this private auction, Wu Qing had a higher opinion of him.
As Wang Lin's gaze casually swept by, aside from the old man who was obviously Ouyang Long's uncle and Wu Qing, the other five were all at the early stage of Nirvana Shatterer!
Sitting across from Wang Lin was a young scholar. His face was pale and he gently waved the feather fan in his hand. His expression didn't reveal any joy or anger. When Wang Lin looked at him, the scholar smiled and looked at Wang Lin with a hint of interest.
There was a young woman sitting beside him. She was wearing a flowery dress and looked very beautiful. She sat there with a hint of laziness in her eyes. Her gaze swept past Wang Lin's face and then no longer paid any attention to him.
There was also an old man sitting not far away. His appearance was very strange and his face was covered in scars. At first glance, he looked very terrifying. His eyes were gloomy as he rubbed the ring on his right index finger and continued to spin it.
Aside from these three, Wang Lin calmly looked at the other two.
Not far to his left sat an old man dressed in a black robe. This old man had a skinny appearance, and his lips were slightly thin. His left hand, which was like an eagle's claw, held two beads the size of a baby's fist. As his left hand moved, the two beads revolved around each other, and from time to time, they would collide with each other, giving off light bangs.
The last person to enter was an old woman with white hair and wrinkled skin. She wore a green dress and sat there motionlessly. However, when Wang Lin's gaze swept by, the old woman's eyes were like lightning as she coldly looked at Wang Lin once more.
This was obviously a small gathering targeted at Nirvana Shatterer cultivators. Being able to enter meant that one's status and strength were recognized. If it wasn't for the fact that Wang Lin had easily injured the three people from the Devil Collection Sect and that the number of transactions this time was quite large, it would have been very difficult for him to enter.
Even if he entered now, he would only be ranked last in the eyes of the others.
After Ouyang Long finished speaking to the old man, he stood up and respectfully stood to the side.
The old man let out a dry cough as his gaze swept the surrounding cultivators. His hoarse voice echoed across the room.
"Today is a private gathering hosted by the Old Man, Master Ashen Pine. He has invited some old friends, but of course, there are also two new fellow cultivators. The Old Man won't waste time on polite words. According to the old rules, let us place our bets first."
After the old man finished speaking, Ouyang Long immediately walked up and took out six jades from his storage space. He handed them to the six people, including Wang Lin. The last one was respectfully handed to the old man.
Wang Lin held the jade and scanned it with his divine sense. He immediately saw that there was information on more than 100 fierce beasts inside.
"There's actually a sword lion beast!
The Old Man will bet on this beast! "
The old man with a face full of scars laughed. He made some changes to the jade with his divine sense and threw the jade at Ouyang Long.
Wang Lin calmly scanned the fierce beasts inside the jade. He didn't know much about fierce beasts, and the records of the Origin Sect weren't enough. Most of the fierce beasts in the jade were ones that the Origin Sect didn't have.
While looking at the jade, Wang Lin gained a lot from his understanding of fierce beasts. Seeing that the others had already thrown out their jades, Wang Lin chose a fierce beast called the Winged Cloud. He placed a bet of 100 celestial jades and handed the jade to Ouyang Long.
The white-haired old man faintly smiled and said, "Today, I want to see which of us will win. We will know the answer later. Right now, the Old Man has three treasures for everyone to take a look. If anyone is interested, feel free to name a price." As the old man spoke, he waved his right hand and three crystal lights flew out and floated in the air.
The first of the three items was a flying sword. It was glittering and translucent, and a cold aura seeped into it. There was even a thread of blood flowing within it, causing the flying sword to exude a murderous aura.
The second item was a broken piece of armor. It gave off an ancient aura, as if it had endured the passage of time for eternity.
The third item was a pill. This pill was completely black and didn't have any medicinal fragrance. Instead, there was a terrifying fluctuation coming from it, causing Wang Lin's gaze to linger on it for a bit longer.
"The first item is the Blood Crystal Sword. I killed nearly a thousand Class 8 ferocious beasts and refined it with all their blood. I even asked senior Dao Yezi to bless it with light when it was forged, causing its power to multiply. In particular, there's a line of blood within it. It contains a strange poison. If you're injured by it, not only will your body be damaged, but even your soul will wither."
"Senior Dao Ye Zi blessed it?"
The beautiful woman waved her right hand and the Blood Crystal Sword flew into her hand. After carefully looking at it, the beautiful woman let go and the sword flew back into the air.
"The second item contains a set of spells, but it is a bit damaged and cannot be cultivated. What a pity.
As for the third item, it will depend on everyone's eyesight.
If you want to trade, you should know the Old Man's rules. I only want celestial jades! "After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he silently smiled and looked at everyone.
Aside from Wang Lin and the old woman in green, who didn't move, the other four people all looked at the three treasures. The Blood Crystal Sword was bought by the beautiful woman. She had told Master Ashen Pine how much she had spent, so outsiders didn't know.
As for the fragment, no one asked about it.
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he waved his right hand and the fragment landed in his hand. He spread out his divine sense, but he didn't focus on the spells inside. Instead, he focused on the material of the fragment.
The fragment looked like a bone, but after looking closely, it wasn't. He couldn't help but ponder.
The middle-aged scholar held the black pill in his hand and sniffed it. He revealed a hesitant expression as he looked at the white-haired old man and said, "Master Ashen Pine, I'll pay 500 celestial jades for this pill.
"Master Ashen Pine, I'll pay 500 celestial jades for this pill!"
Master Ashen Pine shook his head and slowly said, "100 times!"
After he spoke, the eyes of the surrounding cultivators narrowed as they looked at the pill. They were all Nirvana Shatterer old monsters, so they didn't show their emotions. Even if they looked at them, it would be very difficult for outsiders to see through their expressions.
The middle-aged scholar pondered a bit and smiled. After hearing the price, he was sure of his guess. He put the pill away and nodded at Master Ashen Pine.
Master Ashen Pine smiled as his gaze fell on Wang Lin. "Does Fellow Cultivator like this item?"
Wang Lin raised his head and hesitated. After pondering for a bit, he said, "This item is useless to me, but I like rare items. I'll pay 100 celestial jades."
Master Ashen Pine pondered a bit and waved his hand. He smiled and said, "I originally didn't plan on selling it. I just wanted to see if anyone could recognize it. Since Fellow Cultivator likes it, I'll give it to you."
Wang Lin clasped his hands to express his thanks and put the fragment away.
The old man holding the two balls slowly said, "Old Man was wrong before. I didn't expect this pill to be the Chaotic Origin Pill that can threaten Nirvana Shatterer cultivators. However, just one pill isn't powerful enough."
With that, the old man waved his right hand and two items floated in the air.
A red feather and a bubble the size of a head. There was a beast soul inside the bubble. Half of the beast soul's body was a dragon and the other half was mist. It struggled and roared as if it wanted to rush out.
The moment these two items were taken out, the room became silent and everyone's gazes looked over. Wang Lin stared at the red feather and his mind trembled, but he hid it very well and didn't reveal any of it.
"The first item seems to be Rosefinch's feather. Although it is difficult to tell if it is real or fake, the fire origin energy is extremely dense.
"As for the second item, there is no need for the Old Man to say more. It is the soul of a rank 12 beast that has turned into mist.
The Old Man doesn't have as many rules as Master Ashen Pine. If you want to trade, you can do anything as long as the Old Man is interested. "After the old man finished speaking, he looked at everyone and no longer spoke.
"Unfortunately, it is only a beast that has turned into mist … What a pity!" Wu Qing looked at the beast inside the bubble and shook his head with a sigh.
The old man let out a cold snort. "If it was a real mist beast, how could the Old Man sell it?"