Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor-Chapter 1195 - 1192: Narrow Encounter with an Old Foe
Three days later:
Night, with stars scattered across the sky!
This evening, the entire Golden Cauldron City was like boiling water, seething with excitement.
The Golden Cauldron Sect’s annual auction festival was taking place tonight.
By then, large and small sects from hundreds of thousands of miles around would come to join in the excitement.
Moreover, this time there were rumors that the treasure map of the Beichen Emperor Cave might make an appearance at the auction.
Even the nine Holy Sects were intrigued, and even those old monsters who had retreated to cultivate in seclusion were beginning to stir.
For a moment, the winds surged and the clouds gathered, making it a lively scene!
Within a hundred-mile radius, thirty-two Nascent Soul Great Powers had unexpectedly gathered. Among them, three were likely at the Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak. It seems the allure of this auction was indeed significant!
Li Chen stood in the center of the street, deftly using his divine sense to explore the surrounding conditions.
The majority of the Nascent Soul Great Powers were attempting to conceal their true cultivation levels.
They might be able to deceive others by doing this.
But they could never fool Li Chen’s eyes.
As long as their cultivation wasn’t at the Divinity Transformation Realm, they were like people streaking naked before Li Chen.
"Young master, what’s wrong with you?"
Ji Lingling noticed Li Chen suddenly pause and fluttered her large, bright eyes in confusion as she inquired.
Li Chen shook his head and said, "It’s nothing, let’s go inside!"
Then, as if he remembered something, he instructed Ji Lingling once more.
"By the way, tonight might not be very peaceful. Stay close to me, and don’t wander off!"
Ji Lingling was taken aback by his words. What did it mean that tonight might not be peaceful? Was something going to happen tonight?
With these thoughts in mind, she instinctively shivered.
However, since Li Chen wasn’t explicit, she felt embarrassed to ask further. She had no choice but to follow Li Chen’s instructions and stay close to him.
The auction venue was large, at least not smaller than a bird’s nest, and could easily accommodate thousands of people.
Li Chen found a seat next to the wall. With some time still left before the auction officially started, he closed his eyes to rest.
Ji Lingling, on the other hand, looked around like a curious child.
Suddenly, she saw two people walking in from the distance. Her heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly tugged on Li Chen’s arm.
"Young master, look quickly, those two people seem to be from the Black Cloud Sect!"
Li Chen followed Ji Lingling’s gaze, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The clothing of those two individuals was quite similar to Du Huoyang’s, so they must belong to the Black Cloud Sect.
Among them, the elder with a grizzled beard had already reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak, stronger than Du Huoyang.
The young man beside him was also a Nascent Soul Strong Person. But judging by his unstable aura, he had just stepped into the Nascent Soul threshold.
These two were Deputy Sect Master Zhao Ang and the Chief Disciple Baili Jiang of the Black Cloud Sect.
After leaving their sect, they headed straight for Tianyang City.
But upon arrival, they discovered that not only had Du Huoyang and Tianye been killed, but even Pu Yinglong and his son had met untimely deaths. The entire City Lord Manor had been burned to the ground.
Over a hundred different versions of this incident were circulating in Tianyang City, each more bizarre than the last, resembling a fantasy tale.
In a short time, Zhao Ang and Baili Jiang were unable to ascertain which of these hundred versions were true and which were false.
With the Golden Cauldron City’s annual auction imminent, they had no choice but to set aside their tasks and rush there.
Baili Jiang keenly noticed someone watching him, so he abruptly turned his head to meet their gaze.
His eyes met Li Chen’s directly.
Ji Lingling worried that they had already been discovered by the Black Cloud Sect, causing her anxiety to peak and her hands to sweat.
However, Li Chen was unfazed by this.
After a while of locking eyes with Baili Jiang, he casually withdrew his gaze and resumed resting with closed eyes.
Baili Jiang, seeing Li Chen withdraw his gaze, also looked away.
Deputy Sect Master Zhao Ang noticed a hint of solemnity in Baili Jiang’s expression and asked, "Baili Jiang, what’s the matter, have you discovered something?"
Baili Jiang shook his head and said, "Nothing!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a somber face walked in angrily.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Ang was startled, quickly stood up, and clasped his hands in salute.
"Sect Master Wang, why have you personally come this time? Wasn’t it always Fellow Taoist Li Jun who came before?"
The person Zhao Ang addressed as Sect Master Wang was indeed Sect Master Wang Chao of the Spiritual Spring Sect.
A few days back, he had gone out to meet friends.
But when he returned to the sect, he was shocked to find that, along with Deputy Sect Master Li Jun, the Elders and Deacons had all been killed. The remaining disciples had scattered like birds and beasts.
The entire sect had thoroughly ceased to exist, leaving only him as the bare bones.
Now, upon hearing Zhao Ang’s inquiry, he naturally assumed the other was adding insult to injury, deliberately mocking him, which ignited his fury and he reprimanded harshly.
"Zhao Ang, are you rubbing salt into the wound, making snide remarks?"
Facing Wang Chao’s sudden rebuke, Zhao Ang was utterly bewildered, completely at a loss as to what was going on.
What’s happening, did Wang Chao eat a gunpowder?
Though Wang Chao was aggressive, Zhao Ang was not one to be easily bullied.
Both the Black Cloud Sect and the Spiritual Spring Sect were Golden Level sects, but in overall strength, they far exceeded the latter.
Therefore, he had no fear of Wang Chao!
Just as tensions were escalating between the two, an elder in a Golden Taoist Robe walked in briskly, surrounded by several disciples.
"Sect Master Wang, Deputy Sect Master Zhao, Fellow Taoists, what’s the need for this?"
Seeing the newcomer, both Wang Chao and Zhao Ang immediately calmed down.
The newcomer was Avanti, the Hall Master of the Golden Cauldron Hall, considered the third-ranking figure in the entire Golden Cauldron Sect.
Furthermore, this was his domain, and the auction was being presided over by him.
Both Wang Chao and Zhao Ang had to oblige him with this respect.
Seeing that both Wang Chao and Zhao Ang showed him respect, Avanti stroked his eight-character mustache with a heavy expression and first addressed Wang Chao, "Sect Master Wang, regarding the annihilation of your sect, the entire Golden Cauldron Sect and I are deeply saddened. However, the deceased cannot be resurrected, and we hope you will restrain your grief and adapt."
Upon hearing Avanti’s words, Zhao Ang was promptly stunned, eyes wide open.
"Fellow Taoist Avanti, what did you just say, the Spiritual Spring Sect was destroyed?"
Yet, before his words fell completely, Wang Chao shot him a look filled with hatred.
Zhao Ang was startled and promptly avoided his gaze.
Avanti awkwardly chuckled and turned to Zhao Ang, "Fellow Taoist Zhao Ang, regarding the murder of your sect’s Elder Du Huoyang and his proud disciple Tianye, I am also deeply pained. The deceased cannot be resurrected, and we hope you can restrain your grief and adapt!"
