Chapter 22: Lihuo Ancient City, Lihuo Auction!
At the time when all these events occurred between Ye Ningshuang and the Moon Shadow Sect Master Ling Shenghai, who she had encountered on her side.
Chen Chang’an, who was far away at the Feixian Peak, had no idea what kind of opportunities and benefits his unintentionally given bowl of porridge had brought to Ye Ningshuang.
At this moment.
The sea of clouds churned.
A flying sword soared into the sky, leaving the Feixian Peak and turning into a streak of light that pierced through the horizon and shot far away.
The flying sword was Feng Wanxi’s seven-star heavenly-grade treasure, the “Flowing Cloud Sword.”
At this moment.
Feng Wanxi stood on the sword body, her black hair fluttering, gazing into the distance.
Behind her stood Chen Chang’an.
However, Chen Chang’an was a little nervous, his hair being blown messy.
Unlike the paper crane he controlled, which could only fly up to a hundred meters off the ground and was not very fast, Feng Wanxi’s sword was completely different.
Not only could she fly at a height of ten thousand feet, but the clouds and mist were so thick that the mountains and rivers below could not be seen, and faintly, one could see a few immortal cranes and golden eagles soaring high in the distance.
It’s too high!
Chen Chang’an felt scared.
If he accidentally fell off the sword, he would definitely be smashed to pieces.
Chen Chang’an asked Feng Wanxi, “Master, where are we going?”
Feng Wanxi replied in a sweet and pleasant voice, “Lihuo Ancient City.”
In the midst of the swirling clouds and mist, an eastern golden light fell on her.
Feng Wanxi flew on the sword, her long skirt fluttering in the wind, her black hair dancing, her beautiful face radiant, like a celestial being descending to earth, captivating.
She picked up the wine jar and took two sips, her whole body exuding a graceful aroma of wine.
“There’s an auction today in Lihuo Ancient City, and I’m taking you to auction some things. When we get there, if you see anything useful, let me know.”
“Well…I heard there’s also a batch of ancient wine coming out. If there’s a chance, I’d like to auction it off too.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Chen Chang’an was grateful and didn’t refuse.
He knew that he had the “Blessing of the Gods” function.
As long as it was something Feng Wanxi gave him, he could upgrade it through the “Blessing of the Gods.”
He couldn’t ask for more.
It seemed that his Master was still generous, and it looked like she wasn’t angry with him for seeing her bathing in the pond last night.
At the same time, Chen Chang’an was also looking forward to it.
He has been living in Immortal Life Sect for three years and hasn’t even stepped out of the mountain gate.
There’s no other way, the outside world is too dangerous.
He was just a beginner in Qi refining at first.
Going out would mean certain death.
Now, he has reached the first level of Foundation Building and has the ability to protect himself.
What’s more important is that he is traveling with Feng Wanxi, whose cultivation level is unfathomable.
Even if they encounter danger, there’s no need to worry.
After three years, he finally managed to step out.
Feng Wanxi flies on her sword, elegant and graceful, and in the blink of an eye they have crossed thousands of mountains.
Chen Chang’an is gradually getting used to flying on the sword.
This feeling is completely different from controlling a paper crane.
It’s simply too enjoyable.
Of course, he doesn’t need Feng Wanxi’s guidance at all.
Chen Chang’an has the innate talent of “Swordmanship Mastery,” and just by looking at it, he understands the essentials of flying on the sword, and has already learned it on his own.
After an hour, a huge city comes into Chen Chang’an’s view.
This huge city is like an ancient giant beast lying dormant here, majestic and magnificent!
Looking from afar, one can see colorful divine rainbows cutting through the sky from all directions.
There are also countless cultivators coming and going, bustling and prosperous.
Chen Chang’an is amazed by the grandeur of this city, which has opened his eyes.
In front, Feng Wanxi said, “Disciple, we have arrived at the Ancient City of Lihuo. Let’s enter the city.”
“Okay, Master,” Chen Changan replied, and followed her into the city.
The city was bustling and prosperous, not only inhabited by humans, but also by other cultivators from different races.
Their destination was the Lihuo Auction, which was located in the most prosperous area of the Ancient City of Lihuo.
Today, many powerful cultivators had come for the auction.
Feng Wanxi took out a golden invitation and was respectfully led by a servant to a private room in the auction building’s attic.
The private room was both private and offered a clear view of the central auction platform.
There were many such private rooms.
Chen Changan stood at the window, looking out at the many cultivators who had come, some strong and some weak.
Apart from the cultivators sitting in the auction hall below the platform, there were also those who were able to occupy the private rooms.
Without exception, they emitted a powerful aura, indicating that they had high cultivation levels and extraordinary identities.
Feng Wanxi took out a wine gourd and drank two sips before turning to Chen Changan, saying, “Disciple, from the look of you, this should be your first time out.”
Chen Changan withdrew his gaze and shrugged, “There’s nothing I can do, Master. My cultivation level is too weak, and as a handyman, I can only stay obediently in the sect. Going out would mean seeking death.”
“But with Master accompanying me today, I’m not afraid,” Chen Changan added.
Feng Wanxi smiled slightly, “Your Master will protect you completely.”
“Master, you have been carrying me on your sword all the way here. You must be tired. Let me give you a massage to relax. We still have some time before the auction starts,” Chen Changan offered.
Well… Chen Changan was always trying to earn some filial piety points from his Master, to get some benefits from her.
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