Devour

Chapter 205: Fellow Daoist, how are you?

Chu Kangtian's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Toad Kung Fu versus Shocking Waves."

Both sides used their unique skills, fighting for three moves, and their skills continued to upgrade. Although it was a literary fight, it would not hurt others, but the great red sandalwood tea table between the two people might not be saved.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Bai flicked his ten fingers on both hands, and several sniper bullets were shot out rapidly, like nimble elves dancing, bouncing continuously between the terrifying turtle and the air fist at strange angles and incredible speeds.

The powerful forces in the air collided violently. The waves were silent but shocking. Every ricochet weakened the power of both, continuously consuming the power of the attack.

Until the forces of the two opposing forces collided with each other, only a light breeze blew up on the table, and the attack that was supposed to be shocking was completely dissolved.

Chu Kangtian secretly praised him: "Brother Cheng's cultivation is indeed extraordinary. His moves are both real and fake, and he turns the fierceness into nothingness. He is better than me. But I don't know what tricks he has."

There may be differences in cultivation among the three, but judging from their performance in the fight, each of them is good at it and none of them is weak.

Pan Guanxia rolled her eyes at Cheng Bai and snorted, "Little junior, if you have some skills, you should be called Sect Master Cheng, right?"

Min Niuhao watched the whole process from the sidelines and said woodenly, "Elder Li, please wait until everyone is gathered."

Li Fengrun glanced at Cheng Bai and grinned, "Three moves have passed, and we are tied. Bring some new tea, there are no more cups."

Cheng Bai heard the two people's voices and thought they were familiar to him. Then he remembered, "They are the two people who explored the death boat. They also came out."

Chu Kangtian replaced the tea sets with a new batch, as if nothing had happened, and turned to him and said, "Do you have any treasures that you like? You may make a good offer for the ones you like."

Cheng Bai smiled and said, "There are many who are interested, but I'm afraid I don't have enough money."

Chu Kangtian filled the cups with new tea for the guests and encouraged them, "There are a lot of discounts at this elegant fair. The reserve price is far lower than the market value. Just bid boldly. You will make a profit if you buy, and you will return with a full load."

Pan Guanxia sneered, "The Dragon Vessel Sect says this every year, and each session is more leaky than the last. I've never seen any good stuff leaked out, but instead the price keeps going up."

Chu Kangtian said hurriedly, "That's because Sect Master Pan has a very good eye. The reserve price is really low, and nearly 70% of the transactions are only slightly above the reserve price. There is still a lot of room for growth in the market. It's a pity that you may not think highly of these goods."

Cheng Bai agreed: "Good things are not cheap, and cheap things are not good."

Chu Kangtian went on to say, "Thirty percent of the goods are truly the best of the best, the most precious of the precious. It is normal for them to be sold at prices two or three times higher than the reserve price, close to the market price. Some of them may even be sold at ten or eight times the market price. There are many experts who know the goods. If they don't know, they will think it is expensive even if it is cheap. It is human nature."

Cheng Bai asked, "The bidding will start at the beginning of Chen hour tomorrow and be closed at the end of You hour, right?" He thought to himself that with the power of the Phoenix, it was as if he saw it with his own eyes. It would be easy for him to find out the prices of others in the bidding box. As long as he seized the opportunity and bid a slightly higher price, he could get what he wanted.

Chu Kangtian poured cold water on him with one sentence: "Brother Cheng, don't worry. The bidding boxes used are all high-quality magic tools. The prohibitions are specifically designed to prevent cultivators from probing into them. We guarantee that everyone's bidding is absolutely fair."

Someone strolled over to the Treasure Competition Pavilion and praised it profusely, "This year, the Xianhua Pavilion has brought out all the best goods. The event is unprecedented, and the winning bidder will surely set a new record."

Cheng Bai heard a familiar voice, recognized the person, and thought to himself, "Is it him?"

Turning around, I saw Mo Ruo walking with his head held high and a beaming look on his face.

Changsheng Mingwang suddenly saw Cheng Bai, and unconsciously reached out to touch the scar on his face. He hesitated, and his steps slowed down. He reluctantly said, "Daoyou Cheng? You are here too."

Cheng Bai bowed and said, "Brother Mo, long time no see."

When Chu Kangtian saw the important customer, he quickly stood up and greeted him, "Mo Longtou, come and sit down quickly. The tea is delicious and it's just right for welcoming you."

Mo Ru smiled twice to hide his embarrassment, took a seat and said, "How are you, fellow Taoists?"

Cheng Bai smiled and said, "Brother Mo must be a frequent visitor to Xianhua Pavilion."

Chu Kangtian sat down with him, busy pouring tea for Mo Ruo, and said: "A gathering of heroes gathers rare treasures from all over the world and guests from all directions. Mo Longtou will never miss it."

Mo Ruo decided to make the best of it, sipping his tea and saying, "Usually it's the younger generation like us who come here to join in the fun, but this year is very different, there are some heavyweights here at the elite gathering."

Cheng Bai asked curiously, "Besides Brother Mo, is there anyone else who can be called a big shot?"

Mo Ruo said calmly: "The Changsheng Society has a wide influence across the five continents, but it is not overwhelming. There are always some forces that can compete with it, such as the Longmai Sect, the Tumin Society, and the Jingtao Sect present here. None of you have come here to see the number one figure in the sect."

Cheng Bai nodded secretly. For example, the Jingtao Sect had a deputy sect leader, which was already a great honor for Chu Kangtian.

The Jingbao Pavilion is located on a high ground. From the pavilion, one can see almost all the people coming and going in the surrounding exhibition halls.

Mo Ruo pointed out, "Do you see the white-robed swordsman in the east exhibition hall? Lin Zhengyuan, the master of the Jianqi Pavilion, is the oldest Ming Wang in Shanhui City. Before he became the head of the sect, he was the first holy son famous in the Five Continents. He is the most important one we have seen so far."

Cheng Bai could see clearly that the man in white was obviously a member of the Zhourao tribe. Although he was only four feet tall, he was very graceful standing among the crowd, like a crane standing out among chickens.

He has thick, long beard and hair like ink, and a calm and immortal-like aura. He carries a two-foot-four-inch-long sword on his back, and he is one with the sword, like a sword immortal who has walked out of a fairyland. His temperament is even better than that of Gai Xun at his peak.

Lin Zhengyuan had a keen sense and seemed to notice Cheng Bai's gaze, so he glanced back.

Cheng Bai felt the sword-like light in those eyes, and was shocked: "This person's cultivation is more than one or two realms higher than mine. The gap in strength between Ming Wang and him is so huge."

Chu Kangtian said: "The Great Lord led 800 disciples of the Sword Qi Pavilion, all of whom were elites. With a difference of more than ten times in number, they fought against the Zhongji Yuquan Sword Sect and became the two great sword cultivation legends in Zhongyuan Ruizhou. Over the past hundred years, there has been no increase or decrease in the number of disciples. Looking at the various sects, there are often casualties. No one else can be so stable."

Mo Ruo said: "There are many young talents who are in charge of the sect, but Pavilion Master Lin is the only one who has been leading the trend for sixty years, one step ahead of his peers, ranking last among the seventy-two sages, and standing at the top."

There are numerous sects and schools in the Five Continents, and the levels of cultivation among the sect leaders and masters are mixed, with the gap between them being as vast as heaven and earth. Although those who hold important positions such as the Holy Lord and the Dragon Head must be the best in the sect, their strength cannot be completely determined by this.

The seventy-two sages are an echelon of contemporary powerful men who have surpassed the first-rate masters. Some of them are saints, some are elders of sects, and some are hermits.

Pan Guanxia nitpicked and said, "Lin Zhengyuan has been cultivating the Five Mysterious Realms for thirty years, but has never broken through to the Marrow Cleansing Realm. The term "end of the sage" is a bit far-fetched."

Cheng Bai pondered and said, "Being able to be ranked here means that Pavilion Master Lin Zhengyuan's actual combat power may not be lower than that of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, which is why he has the corresponding status."

Li Fengrun interrupted, "The Lin family has been at the helm of Jianqi Pavilion for a hundred years and has been impartial. They are more capable than the Wang and Pan families."

Pan Guanxia angrily said, "Old Ghost Li, do you want to fight a few more times?"

Chu Kangtian hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Look at the west exhibition hall. There is a feathered tribe. They are the descendants of the legendary demigod race. They are beautiful and graceful."

Pan Guanxia's attention was immediately drawn to her. She snorted and said, "A transvestite who is neither male nor female. When I was at the peak of my charm, I was not inferior to her. I was still a real woman."

Mo Ruo coughed twice, suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "This person is Bader, the leader of the Guile Society. In terms of strength and status, he is not much worse than Lin Zhengyuan. He is in charge of the black market and is also a big shot."

Cheng Bai naturally recognized him and was surprised: "I didn't realize it that day, but it turns out that Boss Bud has unique abilities."

Chu Kangtian whispered, "The Guimi Society's whereabouts are strange, and they are good at things that make people love and hate them. They are unique among the cultivators, and we and the Longmai Sect have our own way, and we don't interfere with each other."

Cheng Bai thought, "Since she can come to the gathering of elites, I guess you have some business cooperation but you just don't want to say it out loud."

Mo Ruo continued, "In addition to Bard, there is another head saint in the west exhibition hall. He is ranked 71st among the 72 sages, one higher than Pavilion Master Lin. He is a... um... troublesome person among the older generation."