Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Chongzhou, Taifeng City!

Chongzhou is very special in the Dali Dynasty. Among the sixteen states in the Dali Dynasty, fifteen of them are the ones where the righteous path is strong and the demonic path is lingering.

But in Chongzhou, this situation is reversed.

Chongzhou is the only state in the Dali Dynasty where the righteous way to eliminate evil spirits has increased.

In Chongzhou, the evil way dominates the situation, which in turn suppresses the righteous way. The righteous way is in a state of being suppressed.

Taifeng City is located on the border of Chongzhou, not far to the northwest is Gyeongju. Because the Nakcheon River passes by, and this is the junction of Chongzhou and Gyeongju, there are often merchant ships traveling from south to north, so Taifeng City is very prosperous.

But what Tai Feng City is most famous for is not its business atmosphere.

Rather, in Taifeng City, there is an extremely valuable auction house.

Chongzhou Demonic Way is prosperous, and they often have various trophies of unknown origin that need to be laundered and sold. At this time, an organization is needed to write off the accounts.

Therefore, the black market auction was born, specializing in dealing with some gadgets that need to be sold by magic cultivators. For some good things, special auctions will be held to bid on them.

There are many various auction houses in Chongzhou. Their origins are basically a mixture of various forces, including local tycoons, aristocratic families, powerful casual cultivators, etc. Some of the powerful auction houses are said to have forces from Dali City. Participate and share in the benefits.

Although demon cultivators do not follow rules, the existence of the auction house is a requirement of every demon sect, so no one breaks the rules at will.

This is like a black industry chain. Various black markets and auction houses are terminals for selling stolen goods. The more risky and opaque the business, the more lucrative the benefits it represents, attracting the participation of a large number of forces.

Jibao Auction House is one of the largest auction houses in Chongzhou. There are eight branches in Chongzhou, and Taifeng City is one of them.

At noon, on the street where the Jibao Auction is located, a woman walked slowly.

She was wearing black clothes, her eyes were dark and lively, and although her face was not very beautiful, she had a mature charm.

This woman is none other than Su Jie's right-hand assistant Chen Yun.

She was asked by Su Jie to do something, so she came to Taifeng City.

Walking to the street where Jibao Auction House is located, Chen Yun felt a lot of eyes scanning around her as soon as she entered.

Most of the people traveling on the streets here are monks, and since this is Chongzhou, one can imagine the origins of these monks.

Without changing his expression, Chen Yun continued to move forward and arrived in front of Jibao Auction House.

This is a five-story ancient building. There is no crowd here. On the contrary, the crowd is sparse. Everyone who enters comes in a hurry, leaves in a hurry, or covers their whole body with a black robe, looking nervous and mysterious. Secret appearance.

There are only a few people like Chen Yun who enter without any obstruction and openly.

Walking into Jibao Auction House, Chen Yun was quickly approached by someone special.

"Fellow Taoist, what goods do you want to sell?"

In a room specially protected by a soundproof array, the staff of Jibao Auction House asked.

"Tell your boss here to come out, you can't handle it."

Chen Yun picked up her storage bag, and a high-grade spiritual stone jumped into her palm, proving that her strength was not a joke.

The person from Jibao Auction House was stunned for a moment, and then nodded immediately: "Okay, this fellow Taoist, please wait for a moment."

Having said that, he first respectfully served tea to Chen Yun, then went out and quickly went to report.

One high-grade spiritual stone is worth thousands of low-grade spiritual stones. Ordinary Yunling Realm disciples basically do not have this kind of thing, and it will not be circulated among disciples. It is only frequently used among secret treasure realms.

Being able to take out a high-grade spirit stone at will is enough to attract the attention of Jibao Auction House.

After a moment, the door of the secret room was pushed open again.

What appeared in front of Chen Yun was a polite middle-aged man wearing a turban, and two guys who looked like guards, both of whom had cultivation levels of the tenth level of Yunling Realm.

Chen Yun's strength is at the eighth level of Yunling Realm, but she is not weak at all and her expression is very calm.

"What do you call me fellow Taoist? I am responsible for this extremely treasure auction. My surname is Zhao, and I am the shopkeeper here."

The middle-aged man Zhao Jiahao ordered two guards to guard the door, then walked in alone, smiling warmly at Chen Yun.

Being able to easily take out a high-grade spirit stone means that Chen Yun is either very lucky and has some adventures to get good things, or it means that there is a strong man in the secret realm standing behind Chen Yun, and she is just a glove pushed to the front. .

"Chen Yun."

Chen Yun spoke calmly, but did not use a pseudonym. Her reputation was not obvious, and she was not as majestic as the hall master.

Zhao Jiahao recalled in his mind that among the young heroes from all over Chongzhou, none of them had the slightest impression of the name Chen Yun.

Zhao Jiahao did not neglect this. Their Jibao Auction House was in business. Although businessmen would also look at people's orders, Chen Yun's origins were unknown, so he would not dare to offend him casually.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chen, whom I have admired for a long time."

Zhao Jiahao repeatedly handed over his hands, and while pouring tea for Chen Yun, he asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I don't know what goods you want to sell this time. Can you take it out for a look?"

Chen Yun stared at Zhao Jiahao and said: "I know your Jibao Auction House, but I'm worried that you won't dare to accept the goods sold this time."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiahao burst out laughing and said confidently: "Fellow Daoist Chen, our Jibao Auction House is one of the strongest. We have even auctioned magic weapons. Five years ago, the low-grade magic weapon, the Wujin Kuihun Fan, was sold from our auction house. At that time, it was auctioned for 1.25 million spirit stones. You can fully believe in our strength."

Magic weapons are worth at least one million spirit stones, and magic weapons have too obvious personal characteristics. They are basically customized according to personal characteristics. Unlike those standard-produced magic weapons, these magic weapons are often famous.

Because those who can use magic weapons must at least be strong people in the secret realm, the kind with Yuanshen.

Such strong people naturally cannot be unknown, and the weapons they use are certainly not unknown, and they are often well-known.

So once the stolen magic weapon is revealed, it is easy to know where the magic weapon comes from and who made it.

If the auction house does not have a certain strength, it will not dare to openly auction it casually. If it offends a tough guy, the entire auction house will be retaliated by him and the stall will be overturned.

"Ordinary magic weapons are not as good as the goods I want to sell. You have to be mentally prepared."

Chen Yun emphasized her tone, which made Zhao Jiahao's heart jump and his face became solemn. He didn't even look at the low-grade magic weapons. What on earth did this guy want to sell? Could it be a medium-grade magic weapon or some panacea?

Thoughts flashed in his mind, but Zhao Jiahao still agreed decisively.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, just say it. We have seen all kinds of big scenes in Jibao Auction House. There is no goods in the world that we dare not auction."

Zhao Jiahao said generously. He didn't know that he was about to regret what he said.

Chen Yun nodded with satisfaction when she saw Zhao Jiahao's statement and said, "Okay, the goods I want to auction are people."

"People?"

Zhao Jiahao seemed to think he had heard wrongly. Although the auction houses in Chongzhou often deal in human slaves, this is not enough to compare with magic weapons.

Unless the number of human slaves auctioned by Chen Yun is shocking enough, but this is impossible. I haven't heard of any large-scale disappearances recently.

"I want to auction five people. They are Yu Wenjing from Guanchao Pavilion, Mo Shiyao from Miaoyin Temple, Jiang Lin from Jingyu Temple, He Wenfeng from Lingfa Temple, and Wei Qingwan from Wanjian League. I think Manager Zhao, with your broad knowledge, should have heard of the reputation of these five genius disciples."

Chen Yun finally said that the goods she wanted to auction were genius disciples from five righteous sects.

Zhao Jiahao's eyes were wide open. He was numb when he heard what Chen Yun said.

Of course, he had heard of the reputation of these people. Qingzhou, Qingzhou, Jingzhou and Chongzhou were all in the south of the Dali Dynasty and were very close to each other.

As a businessman, he was well-informed. These five genius disciples were all famous and talented, and almost everyone had a divine body or a holy body.

For example, Yu Wenjing, who had the Black Obsidian Sky Unicorn Body, ranked 14th in the Divine Body.

Jiang Lin, who had the Purple Cloud Phoenix Treasure Body, ranked 26th in the Divine Body.

Wei Qingwan, who had the Black Jade Seven Star Body, ranked 37th in the Divine Body.

These genius disciples were already at the Secret Hidden Realm at a young age, and some were even trained as successors of the sect. How could he not have heard of such righteous people?

It was precisely because he had heard of them that Zhao Jiahao was dumbfounded, with shock and fear entangled in his heart at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the person standing behind you is, Su. Su Zhenjun!"

Zhao Jiahao stuttered. He had figured out the ins and outs of the matter. When Su Jie kidnapped these genius disciples, he had gossiped with others a lot.

But he never expected that one day, he would have to deal with these righteous genius disciples.

Why did Su Jie, the giant of the magic path in Qingzhou, choose to do business, and why did he choose to do this kind of business of auctioning righteous genius disciples?

He had seen many big scenes, but he had never seen such a big scene! Who dares to sell righteous geniuses so blatantly?

Chen Yun nodded and said, "This is the business of the Holy Son of my Guiling Palace. It seems that you know very well and have heard of the reputation of our Holy Son, so you don't have to introduce it to me."

Hearing Chen Yun's admission, Zhao Jiahao felt his scalp tingling.

Su Jie is a giant of the magic path in Qingzhou. Countless strong men have died in his hands. Such a ruthless person is discussed so much in the magic holy land of Chongzhou that he has heard calluses on his ears.

"This, this, Fellow Daoist Chen, no, Sister Chen, do you think we can discuss it again? This business is really..."

Zhao Jiahao looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't want to take this hot potato at all.

This is not a magic weapon, but an auction of the genius disciples of the righteous sects. How could he have the courage to do so?

If this news spreads, it is unknown how angry the righteous sects will be. His little heart cannot bear it!

"Why, you have already made a promise and want to go back on it. Are you looking down on my sect's son? Do you still want it?"

Chen Yun's eyes widened and her face turned cold.

Zhao Jiahao trembled with fear. He didn't want to provoke those righteous sects, and he couldn't afford to provoke Su Jie, the giant of the magic. Suddenly, the expression on his face froze, and he regretted it in his heart. What a fart he had agreed to so confidently just now!

Chen Yun didn't care what Zhao Jiahao was thinking. He took out two documents with the terms of cooperation written on them. He grabbed Zhao Jiahao's hand without saying anything, dipped it in the ink, and then pressed his handprint on it, which was very much like the style of the magic.

That's not all. Zhao Jiahao also felt a slight pain in his wrist, and a circle of black marks appeared.

Zhao Jiahao felt that this seemed to be some kind of special insect poison. In an instant, his whole heart was dead.

"Okay, the cooperation has been reached. Our auction business will be undertaken by your Jibao Auction House. This is a big business worth more than 10 million spirit stones. It can greatly expand the reputation of your Jibao Auction House. Seize this opportunity."

Chen Yun stuffed a copy of the contract into her arms, handed one to Zhao Jiahao, and patted Zhao Jiahao on the shoulder with an expression that you have made a lot of money.

"Yes, sister Chen, you are right. It is an honor for Jibao Auction House that the Holy Son of Guiling Palace can come to take care of our business. It is an honor."

Zhao Jiahao forced a smile on his face, but his smile was uglier than crying.

But now he has boarded the pirate ship and has no regrets at all.

"I like people who know what's good for them. Work hard and I won't treat you unfairly."

Chen Yun stood up and walked out of the Jibao Auction House, and hurried back to report the good news to Su Jie, leaving Zhao Jiahao alone to sit on the ground, as if he had lost his soul.

Outside Taifeng City, Chen Yun had just walked out of Taifeng City, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Humph, you are really brave!"

Chen Yun snorted coldly and quickly entered a forest.

Several figures caught up with them. They were all magic cultivators from Chongzhou. They had spies outside the Jibao Auction House and did some robbing and looting business.

Chen Yun's temperament and clothes were somewhat different from those in Chongzhou, so these magic cultivators targeted Chen Yun, an outsider, and wanted to make a fortune.

These people's cultivation was not weak, and there was also a ninth-level existence in the Yunling Realm. In the outside world, they were considered strong.

But this time they picked the wrong target. After they entered the woods, they suddenly screamed, as if they saw something terrifying, and then the sound quickly disappeared.

After a while, Chen Yun walked out again, and the figures of the Chongzhou demon cultivators were gone.

Two sizzling sounds came from Chen Yun's sleeves, and everything returned to calm. (End of this chapter)