Chapter 1043 The Man in the Night

Ye Chunyang did not expect that the token that he accidentally got into the hands of the swarthy old man turned out to be an invitation to the auction. This accidental collision was a coincidence.

The conversation between the two lasted from noon to evening. Yan Chen finally told Ye Chunyang some little things he needed to pay attention to in the Immortal City, and then he stopped staying and left Tianyi Floor.

However, before leaving, this person still carefully explained to the middle-aged Huagui that he had ordered him to prepare a good guest room for Ye Chunyang, so that he could stay here with peace of mind.

Regarding this, Ye Chunyang simply settled here for the time being with the mentality of settling in as soon as he came.

There are still a few days until the auction is held, but Ye Chunyang has not been idle during this period. This Shangxian City is the largest city for cultivating immortals in the human world. Maybe he can get clues about other medicinal materials of the Transformation Pill.

So in addition to meditating and practicing every day, he went in and out of major shops. However, except for the magical vine and red heart grass, the medicinal materials for refining the magic pill were very rare. Not only did he see it in ordinary shops, but he also heard about it. He had never heard of it, which made Ye Chunyang a little disappointed.

However, he was not discouraged. If the medicinal materials for refining the God Transformation Pill could be collected so easily, there would not be even a single God Transformation monk in the human world for more than 100,000 years.

After several attempts to no avail, Ye Chunyang simply stopped asking and stayed in Tianyi Restaurant for more than ten days before going back to several famous medicinal shops in the city.

But every time he went in and out of these medicine shops, he didn't stay too long. After a while, he chose another one, and he would always smile when he came out.

In this way, time flies by very quickly, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Ye Chunyang returned to the room and sat down, opened the Qiankun bag, and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. After a moment, he showed a look of relief.

"In the past few days, I have exchanged a lot of spiritual stones for the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass. It is estimated that there will be more than enough to compete for the Crimson Heart Grass at the auction."

After muttering softly to himself, Ye Chunyang put away the Qiankun bag and meditated by himself, and began to retreat again. It seemed that he had no plans to go out in the short term.

In fact, the reason why he went to major herbal medicine shops after staying behind closed doors for a while was not to inquire about the medicinal materials used in the magic pill, but to exchange several carefully cultivated ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass for spiritual stones.

The auction in Shangxian City has always been a major event in the world of cultivating immortals. The items auctioned are also very expensive. To be able to take away the things, you must have a strong net worth. All the people participating in the auction this time are the leaders of various cultivating sects and clans. Yes, if he wanted to get the Crimson Heart Grass, Ye Chunyang couldn't make any preparations.

In some respects, the value of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass is not lower than that of a supreme spiritual treasure. Ye Chunyang sold a total of six plants this time, and the proceeds were enough to cover this auction.

While he was calmly waiting for the auction to be held, Shangxian City was filled with a solemn murderous aura. People from the Yuan clan could often be seen patrolling back and forth in various streets, seemingly looking for someone. And as Ye Chunyang moved in, more and more Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in Tianyi Restaurant, but these people seemed to be worried about each other. Even acquaintances and old friends dispersed after chatting for a few words.

Under this situation, the entire atmosphere in Shangxian City became a bit strange, with the excitement mixed with a depressing feeling of an approaching storm.

It was late at night, and it was drizzling in the city. A figure in a black cloak was walking in a dark alley. He stopped there for a while, looked around for a moment, and then continued to move forward until He stopped again only when there was no corner in the depths of the alley.

Not far ahead, a figure also appeared. He was tall and tall, with his hands facing him backwards. After a long time, he slowly turned around, and the surrounding rain completely evaporated under his powerful breath.

A face appeared in the dim night. It was very familiar. It was the elder named Ma from Qianxu Sect.

"No one has discovered your whereabouts, right?" He said to the figure wearing a bamboo hat.

"Not really." The latter shook his head, took off his hat, and let the rain fall on himself.

He raised a stern face, and anyone familiar with him would be surprised to know that this person was actually the luxurious middle-aged man in charge of Tianyi Restaurant.

"You came to me here late at night. It seems that the matter I asked you to inquire about has come to an end?" the old man surnamed Ma asked expressionlessly.

"Yes, senior asked me to pay attention to the important treasure at the auction. There has indeed been progress. As far as I know, this object is an imitation of a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure used by monks in the spiritual world in ancient times. Its spirituality has been restored to 70%." Hua Gui The middle-aged man replied.

"As expected!"

The old man named Ma's eyes lit up.

But then he frowned again and said gloomily: "But I didn't expect that this treasure actually belongs to the Yuan family. There was no news about it before. It's rare that they are willing to put such an important treasure up for auction."

"I don't know the reason why Yuanshi put up such a valuable treasure for auction, but I have something else to tell my senior when I meet him tonight." There was no trace of emotion on the face of the middle-aged man.

"What's the matter?" The old man surnamed Ma noticed something was wrong with the middle-aged man's expression.

The latter was silent for a while and said: "Before informing this matter, I would like to explain to my seniors that after this auction is over, I will no longer work for the Qianxu Sect. Today's news is the last time. As a member of the Yuan family, I should be loyal to the Yuan family. The favor I owe to my senior has been paid off long ago. I hope that my senior will not use this as a threat again. "

The old man surnamed Ma raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms and looked playful: "I am really surprised that you can say such things. Not to mention whether you have repaid the favor you owed me, but all you have done in these years is to eat and drink. Do you think you can go back to the Yuan family?"

"Whether you can go back or not is a matter for the juniors, so seniors don't have to worry about it."

"How dare you talk to me like this?"

The conversation ended with the gloomy words of the old man surnamed Ma. As the middle-aged man stopped answering, the alley immediately became quiet. Only the sound of rain falling on the ground could be heard, quiet and dignified.

"In order to repay your kindness over the years, I have indeed done a lot of things to betray the Yuan family, but the crime will never lead to death, and this is Shangxian City. Although my cultivation is far inferior to that of my predecessors, I have some The spiritual memory unique to the Yuan clan, as long as I encounter any accident, the spiritual memory will record what happened here. It is easy for the seniors to kill me, but it is not certain whether I can leave Shangxian City in the future. "

I don’t know how long it took, the gorgeous middle-aged man said quietly, without any fear of facing the middle-stage Nascent Soul monks in his expression.

The old man surnamed Ma's face darkened.

He stared at the middle-aged Huagui coldly. After a while, his expression finally softened slightly and said, "Okay, it's not impossible to break away from me, but it also depends on whether the information you give is enough."

"Senior, you can rest assured. Since I'm here, I will naturally satisfy you." The middle-aged Huagui breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Oh, tell me." The old man surnamed Ma said calmly.

The middle-aged Huagui glanced at him and his voice became a little deeper: "Aren't you always looking for the monk who possessed the Heavenly Fire Tree and killed the Wu Taoist?"

"Do you know the whereabouts of that man?"

The old man surnamed Ma's face changed when he heard this.

"That's right." The middle-aged Hua Gui nodded, "This person has entered the city, his alias is Ye Xiaobao, and he is currently in Tianyi Restaurant."

"What you said is true? As far as I know, Tianyi Restaurant has independent isolation restrictions for both guest rooms and private rooms. How can you be sure that the person is Ye Chunyang?" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man surnamed Ma.

"Since I have spoken to my seniors, there will be no lies. And don't forget that I have been in charge of Tianyi Restaurant for hundreds of years. I have my own means of breaking the ban without alerting others. Otherwise, you will treat it as intelligence for these years. How to get it?”

The middle-aged Hua Gui said: "But that person seems to have a close relationship with Yan Chen. I saw Yan Chen receiving him that day."

"Yan Chen?" The old man surnamed Ma frowned slightly, "This old man is the leader of Yunxia. How did the boy surnamed Ye get involved with him? If that is the case, it would be a bit tricky."

"How the two of them met is beyond the knowledge of this junior. I have told you everything I know. That's it. I will not provide any more information about the future." After saying this, the middle-aged man put on his cloak again. The figure turned into darkness.

The old man surnamed Ma looked at his back, his eyes slowly narrowed, and he stood there without saying a word for a long time.

After the gorgeous middle-aged man disappeared, a sneer appeared on his face, and he said lightly to himself: "You are lucky today, but do you really think that I left the Qianxu clan when I said to leave? A spy who has been a spy for such a long time should have The consciousness of a spy.”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the old man surnamed Ma quickly disappeared, leaving only a lingering sound lingering in the alley, which was finally covered up by the rain.

But not long after the two disappeared one after another, a light suddenly flashed at the entrance of the alley, and a slender figure appeared there, looking hesitantly at the place where the two met.

She is a woman with exquisite appearance, tall and attractive figure, dressed in green like an elf in the night, and looks quite mysterious.

"Yuanshan has been in charge of Tianyi Restaurant for many years, but he didn't expect that he would betray his tribe and collude with the Qianxu Clan. Fortunately, I just saw his whereabouts and followed him, otherwise even the great elder might not know about it."

"But it seems that the person they were talking about just now was Brother Ye? He has indeed come to Shangxian City and is staying in Tianyi Restaurant. Now all the factions are looking for his traces. I need to inform the Great Elder about this as soon as possible."

The woman's eyes flickered and she murmured, then her body swayed and disappeared into the rainy night. The huge Shangxian City soon fell into silence as if it was sleeping.

As time goes by, the news that there will be important treasures in this auction has become more and more widespread, and the popularity of Shangxian City has gradually reached its peak. Even many new faces that were rarely seen in the past have appeared in the city one after another. All of them are people with extremely high cultivation and amazing magical powers.

For several days, Ye Chunyang had been meditating peacefully in Tianyi Restaurant without doing anything else. It wasn't until one day when bursts of noisy voices came from downstairs that his long-closed eyes slowly opened.