Zhang Ergou glanced at the other’s retreating back for no reason.
He was somewhat perplexed by the hostility in Hua Ying’s words.
Ignoring it, and watching the two leave, Zhang Ergou continued to stroll forward with Zilin.
“That pretty boy just now has a grudge against you, you have to be careful, hehe.”
Zilin looked gloating.
“Why would he hold a grudge against me?” Zhang Ergou was speechless.
“Of course, it’s because of your old acquaintance…” Zilin said, drawing out the sound.
Ugh!
Zhang Ergou was completely speechless!
“Why are you guys walking so slowly? Are you waiting for me?” The little fatty Xiong Bao had already run up to them.
“Tch, conceited!”
The three walked along, observing various novelty items.
They arrived at a pavilion, a place where people participating in the black market transactions usually rested and lodged.
Zhang Ergou and the other two rented a suite, which was divided into three rooms, one for each of them.
After locking the door, Zhang Ergou took out the ancient book of the Fire Spirit Fist he had robbed from the burly man in the jungle.
Quietly reciting the incantations, Zhang Ergou entered a state of cultivation.
Whoosh!
The spiritual fire was directly summoned out of Zhang Ergou’s body and concentrated on his fist, completely covering it.
If anyone were present, they would see a faint golden flame flickering on the surface of Zhang Ergou’s fist.
It was as if the flame had grown from the fist itself.
With the flame covering his fist, Zhang Ergou not only felt no discomfort but rather a warm, comfortable sensation.
Zhang Ergou’s fist began to move.
As Zhang Ergou moved, the flames on the surface of his fist also changed.
Sometimes it would resemble a viper.
Sometimes it would turn into a firebird, and in a flash, the flames changed into many animal forms.
Finally, the flames converged into a single point, but the energy gathered within it looked terrifying.
It wasn’t until an hour later that Zhang Ergou awoke from his cultivation.
This was his first time practicing the Fire Spirit Fist, and it went surprisingly smoothly.
It progressed much faster than he had expected. When he began cultivating, Zhang Ergou estimated that it would take him at least three or four hours to comprehend the Fire Spirit Fist skill.
Exhaling a turbid breath, Zhang Ergou felt greatly satisfied.
Since he started cultivating, he had very few skills he could rely on.
Now that he had another formidable skill, it was also another life-saving move.
After finishing his cultivation of the Fire Spirit Fist, Zhang Ergou did not stop to rest.
Instead, he continued to cultivate the Heavenly Phoenix Body Refining technique. Every time he circulated this technique, his bones and meridians would undergo noticeable changes.
Therefore, Zhang Ergou had never stopped cultivating it for a single day.
Although the process was painful, the benefits reaped were also very obvious.
A sound of bones cracking echoed, and Zhang Ergou endured the pain, refusing to cry out.
After so many cultivation sessions, he had developed some resistance to this level of pain.
Crack, crack.
Bones broke and then mended. After completing one cycle, Zhang Ergou felt his bones and meridians had become much sturdier.
He swallowed ten Qi Condensing Pills in one gulp and began circulating the Heaven and Earth Chaotic Art.
The surrounding spiritual energy surged towards Zhang Ergou. Although his cultivation was suppressed to the Qi Refining stage in the black market, it did not affect Zhang Ergou’s cultivation.
His Dantian expanded slightly. If this continued, Zhang Ergou would break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment not long from now.
After cultivating for one night, as the morning sun shone into the room through the window, Zhang Ergou concluded his cultivation.
Opening the door, Zhang Ergou saw the little fatty Xiong Bao, who was just about to knock, and Zilin standing in the living room.
“Let’s go, let’s go, it’s starting soon,” Zilin urged from the living room.
The three left the room and hurried towards Black Xuan Pavilion.
Upon arriving at Black Xuan Pavilion, they found it was almost completely filled with people, with a long queue at the entrance.
“There are too many people!” Zhang Ergou clicked his tongue.
“Here, take these Disguise Pills and Voice Changing Pills. After taking them, even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator won’t be able to detect your true appearance for a while.”
Zilin each took out two pills and tossed them to the two.
They obediently swallowed the pills, and soon Zhang Ergou saw that the little fatty’s appearance had changed.
Xiong Bao had transformed into the image of a middle-aged man, but he was shorter, like a dwarf.
“Haha, Xiong Bao, your appearance…” Zhang Ergou started to mock, only to find his own voice had turned into a hoarse croak.
He immediately stopped talking.
He looked at Zilin with a dejected expression.
“The effects of Disguise Pills and Voice Changing Pills are random. What you turn into is a matter of luck,” Zilin shrugged.
The three no longer dwelled on this matter, and Zilin quickly swallowed her Disguise Pill and Voice Changing Pill.
The three then headed towards the Black Xuan Pavilion auction house.
As they approached, they looked up and saw that Black Xuan Pavilion was much more majestic than it appeared from a distance.
The pavilion towered high, piercing the clouds.
Although the entrance to Black Xuan Pavilion was already crowded, the auction house door remained shut for a long time.
Some people couldn’t help but complain, “Why hasn’t it opened yet? What time is it?”
“Black Xuan Pavilion is hosting an auction, so it will naturally open when the time comes.”
“I wonder what treasures Black Xuan Pavilion will present at this auction?”
“The treasures presented by Black Xuan Pavilion are naturally not ordinary items.”
Murmurs could be heard from the crowd.
Zhang Ergou and the other two stood at the back of the crowd, waiting quietly, not speaking.
Acting low-key at this moment was the wisest choice.
Finally, with a humming sound, the doors of the Black Xuan Pavilion auction house slowly opened.
An old man in black, leaning on a cane, strode into the auction house.
“Who was that who just went in? So presumptuous?”
“Shhh! Keep your voice down. That was Old Man Black Nether, a prominent figure who dominates his territory. Don’t let him hear you.”
The person’s companion immediately warned him.
As the old man entered, the people behind him began to surge into the auction house.
“Let’s go, let’s go in too.” Zhang Ergou and the other two followed the flow of people towards the auction house.
When they reached the entrance, Zhang Ergou was directly pushed into the auction house by the crowd behind him…
Upon entering, they discovered that the auction house was truly a world of its own, encompassing a universe.
The space inside was at least ten thousand zhang, capable of accommodating everyone in the black market and more.
“What a grand gesture!” Zhang Ergou exclaimed.
In the main hall stood twelve thick pillars, carved with lifelike spirit beasts.
Those who entered the hall were captivated by the grandeur and magnificence of the auction house, and they all found their seats, looking around with curious eyes.
Of course, the cultivators who had been here before appeared much calmer.
Zhang Ergou and the other two chose an inconspicuous corner and sat down. The little fatty grabbed the spiritual fruits on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.
“Eat less, you’re already so fat!” Seeing this, Zhang Ergou quickly grabbed a few and held them.
“People from the Qi family of the Eastern Domain are also here?” A voice exclaimed as Zhang Ergou and Xiong Bao were fighting over spiritual fruits.