Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Upon hearing this, one person immediately stood up and cupped his hands:

"I will take care of this matter and arrange for someone to do it promptly."

Xu Menghan did not refuse and raised his cup with a smile:

"Then I must trouble Young Master Zhao."

"Not at all, Xu Gongzi should call me Qing Chen."

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The evening before the auction.

The invitation to the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower auction was quietly delivered at dusk.

The invitation was neither gold nor paper, slightly heavy in hand, a piece of warm jade marrow tens of thousands of years old, flowing with dense runes like stars, its light restrained yet possessing a sense of weighty majesty.

The invitation indicated the time, and someone would come to escort them tomorrow, along with the many items up for auction.

This auction features countless wondrous treasures, with the Mystic Sun True Understanding as the final item, followed by a genuine Eighth Order Third Layer Immortal Soldier.

Xue Qing glanced at it briefly and then looked away.

Chu Zheng similarly didn't look closely and casually tossed the invaluable invitation onto the table:

"This auction will last several days, you should bring plenty of food, or you'll get hungry."

He then summoned the attendant outside and prepared several tables of meals, storing them in his Storage Ring.

The next day.

Before the appointed hour, a Bronze Ancient War Chariot silently tore through the space, appearing before the Treasure Pavilion.

Pulling the chariot were not the common Heavenly Horses but two agile, fierce Mythical Beasts, resembling qilins, surrounded by blue-purple wind and thunder energy, their four hooves treading the void, leaving traces of electric light.

The carriage was entirely ancient, covered with mysterious cloud and thunder patterns, emanating a vast, ancient aura.

The carriage door opened, and a figure stepped down slowly, all in black, just over twenty years of age—none other than Yuan Feng.

Chu Zheng led Xue Qing through the door, immediately stepping forward to salute, adopting a very humble posture:

"The Heavenly Circle Pavilion has prepared a quiet room, awaiting your esteemed presence."

Chu Zheng nodded, returned the salute: "Thank you."

"Please, you two!" Yuan Feng turned and led them onto the chariot.

This commotion attracted countless curious glances both inside and outside the Treasure Pavilion, including those from the clan members on the top floor.

"Amazing, just over ten years old, already cultivating to Third Order, and the one beside her is even better, younger and already Second Order; you wouldn't see many like this in the Upper Realm."

"Meng Han, aren't you looking for followers? How about these two?"

Yun Tianji lowered his gaze to those two familiar figures, suspicion clouding his eyes, his palm slightly tensed.

These two young cultivators from the borderlands, without any background, now welcomed personally by a Sixth Order cultivator.

Were those earlier words also lies to him?

"That person is Yuan Feng."

Beside him, Zhao Qing Chen's expression grew solemn: "He's the Treasure Appraiser of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, probably here to escort them to the auction."

"Auction."

Xu Menghan's gaze flickered slightly, a smile appearing on his face: "Then please, Qing Chen, acquire a few auction invitations for me."

"Xu Gongzi is jesting, your attendance at the auction honors the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, shines upon it, there's no need for invitations."

Zhao Qing Chen waved his hands repeatedly: "I'll make arrangements."

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The Bronze Chariot traversed the void, directly entering the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower.

A few breaths later, the chariot stopped slowly within a long corridor, surrounded by tranquility, without a trace of noise.

Yuan Feng led the two of them off the chariot, along the corridor, arriving before a Jade Wall, where light shifted like water waves.

Yuan Feng stepped forward, slid a Jade Token from his sleeve, and pressed it in the center of the Jade Wall. The water waves on the wall rippled, transforming into an entrance.

"Please." Yuan Feng stepped aside to let them pass.

Entering the vortex, the scene dramatically changed.

Underfoot was a staircase paved with whole star-pattern Black Stone, neither static nor solid but flowing upwards like a suspended jade ribbon.

The dome is not physical but a deep and vast starry projection. The brilliant Stars slowly rotate, casting a cool starlight, making the entire space appear as if immersed in the cosmos.

Around the stairs, countless independent platforms of various sizes float, enveloped in soft Formation Light Curtain, like isolated islands in the Star Sea. These are the VIP rooms of various levels.

And in the center of the spiraling stairs, a grand platform is suspended mid-air, its surface shimmering with flowing lights and fading symbols. This is the main auction venue, the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

The figures of innumerable Cultivators stand at the edge of the flowing steps, gazing outward with reverence. They are isolated from each other, with not a hint of noise escaping.

Xue Qing's pupils contracted slightly as she observed the surrounding scene; the grand scale of it all somewhat surpassed her expectations.

That piece of Mystic Sun True Understanding she had seen did not seem particularly profound to her.

Only now did she vaguely sense the true weight of that Immortal Scripture Chu Zheng casually discarded in this Lower Realm.

Yuan Feng led the two, stepping on the flowing star-patterned Jade Steps, ascending upward.

The further up they went, the sparser the floating platforms became, and the thicker and more solid the Light Curtain, isolating all prying inquiries.

Finally, the trio stopped in front of a platform very near the top of the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

This platform was suspended beneath the Star Dome in an excellent position, offering a panoramic view and ranking among the top spots.

Carved with ancient cloud dragon patterns at the edge, the entrance was guarded by two silent protectors clad in Dark Gold Armor, bowing deeply and opening the Light Curtain portal.

"Honored guests, please rest here for a while. The auction will begin shortly. Should you need anything, feel free to send for me at any time."

After leading them into the elegant room, Yuan Feng bowed once more and quietly withdrew.

From start to finish, Yuan Feng never proactively inquired about the two's Names, mastering the balance perfectly.

The internal space of the elegant room was far more expansive than it appeared from the outside, yet the decor was extremely simple and elegant, with the floor laid with Warm Jade and windows inset with glass, providing an unimpeded view with no one else nearby to disturb them.

Two broad chairs made of Immortal Sandalwood were placed by the window, with a small table in between already set with Spirit-infused Immortal Tea and several plates of spirit-filled Wonderous Treasures.

A faint, elegant fragrance from the incense burned in the hearth pervaded the air, clearing one's mind.

Chu Zheng sat casually on one of the chairs, his gaze passing through the crystal window, calmly observing the flowing and colorful Heavenly Orbit Platform below.

Xue Qing had already set her sights on the Spirit Fruit on the table.

Dong——

An unexpected deep resonant chime echoed throughout the entire Heavenly Circle Pavilion.

Containing a strange penetrating power, this sound caused the light of the hovering starry projection to suddenly intensify, illuminating every detail of the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

The flowing Jade Steps slowly came to a halt, and countless gazes instantly focused on the colossal circular platform in the center.

Without any prelude, the auction had commenced.

A figure gradually appeared at the center of the Heavenly Orbit Platform, with hair and beard all white, and his eyes gleaming with divine light. It was Master Yunmiao, the chief Treasure Appraiser of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower.

He was a top-tier expert whose cultivation had already stepped into the Seventh Order.

He did not speak much, only slightly cupping his hands to the four directions, then directly presented the first auction item:

"The first item, Seven Transformation Rebirth Pill."

Master Yunmiao's voice was calm, clearly reaching the ears of every Cultivator.

As he spoke, he held up a Cold Jade Pill Bottle in one hand, slightly opening it, whereupon a misty aura imbued with seven-colored glow, endless yet condensed, coiled out like a little dragon.

An extremely intense vitality instantly pervaded, as if the scent of vegetation growth could be smelled.

"Seven Transformation Rebirth Pill, with a Blood Marrow Mushroom of over sixty thousand years as the main ingredient, supplemented by seventy-two Heaven and Earth Spirit Essences, refined for seven years by a Grandmaster of Alchemy using Great Sun True Fire."

"For those below the Seventh Order, whether their Dao Foundation is injured, Divine Soul collapsing, or the origin damaged, as long as one breath remains, taking it will have the miraculous effect of reversing life and death and reshaping the foundation!"

"Starting bid, five hundred thousand Top-grade Spirit Stones, with each increase not less than ten thousand."

Following Master Yunmiao's words, after a brief silence, a wave of bidding sounds burst forth like water drops exploding in hot oil.

"Five hundred and ten thousand!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

"Six hundred and thirty thousand!"

The bidding sounds rose in succession, prices soaring step by step.

Each bid was accompanied by intense collisions between countless Divine Senses.

In the end, this Seventh Order Spirit Pill, imbued with the fortune of heaven and earth, was snatched up at an astronomical price of seven hundred and fifty thousand Top-grade Spirit Stones by a private box shrouded in blue light fog.

Once the dust settled, a sound of awe and envy rose from the field.

This price, for ordinary Cultivators, was already out of reach.

This was only the first auction item.

This auction's caliber could be described as a once-in-ten-thousand-years event.