Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince,"

"Recently, I've heard many rumors about you."

"They say you are so cunning that you managed to deceive the entire dynasty, pretending to be a waste."

"Originally, I didn't believe these rumors, but now I see that they still underestimate you!"

Yan Suye spoke with a solemn expression as he observed Song Yang, who maintained a calm smile.

He was truly surprised to realize that Song Yang even knew the reason for his visit to Beiyang City.

At this moment, there was no reason to keep up appearances. It was evident that Song Yang knew his identity from the moment he entered the door, and yet, he didn't seem to care at all.

Originally, he didn't need to come personally to deliver the invitation, but after hearing that a young man of 20 had become a saint, he couldn't help but want to see with his own eyes if it was true.

Yes, the reason he came to visit Song Yang was to deliver the invitation to the auction that would take place in three days.

But, more importantly, he came personally to try and familiarize himself with Song Yang.

After all, although Song Yang was an unparalleled genius, he had no support.

In his opinion, although Song Yang was a saint, he was probably only a 1-star saint or maybe even a 2-star saint, given that he was able to kill Nangong Ye.

With this level of cultivation, it would not be enough to become the crown prince without supporters, and that's where Yan Suye would come in.

He considered offering his support to Song Yang for the title of crown prince in exchange for Song Yang's help in becoming the heir of the Yan family.

After all, receiving the support of a powerful family like the Yan family, which has influence throughout the entire eastern region, could be something tempting for any prince.

But seeing that Song Yang showed no interest in talking to him and even managed to notice a slight disdain in Song Yang's eyes, Yan Suye had no desire to insist.

After all, he was also a genius and had his own arrogance!

With this in mind, he tossed an invitation into Song Yang's hand. Only when he saw Song Yang catch it did he disappear from the spot, leaving behind the following words:

"The auction will be in three days. I hope for your presence, Your Highness."

"Oh, testing me?" Song Yang murmured lightly as he casually held the invitation between two fingers.

When Yan Suye threw the invitation, he used a trace of aura from a royal realm.

Even a cultivator in the Divine Transformation realm would have difficulty catching this invitation.

Of course, for Song Yang, who was already a powerful 4-star Saint, this small aura was insignificant.

"Don't worry... I will be there."

After reading the invitation, Song Yang murmured softly.

Three days passed quickly...

On this day, Beiyang City was bustling , with countless cultivators strolling through the streets, including many disciples following the elders of their sects.

Of course, these were only second- or third-tier sects that had come specifically to try and acquire the sacred technique that would be auctioned today!

It could be said that practically all the sects of the Zhenfang Dynasty were present, except for the top four.

Even some fifth-tier sects, knowing they wouldn't have the financial capacity to buy the sacred technique—and even if they did, they probably wouldn't be able to keep it—came today to provide experience for their disciples.

Whether they were rogue cultivators or disciples and elders of a sect, they were all heading toward one place: the Yan Family's Chamber of Commerce Pavilion!

The Yan Family's Chamber of Commerce Pavilion is a magnificent building that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, with three floors. The first floor is dedicated to relatively ordinary people.

The second floor is reserved for those with relatively powerful backgrounds and excellent financial resources, or who possess cultivation in the Royal Realm!

The third floor consists of private rooms exclusive to the distinguished guests who will be attending the auction!

Time passed quickly, and as everyone entered the pavilion and settled in, a beautiful woman dressed in bright red stepped onto the stage.

Some low-level cultivators couldn't help but admire the woman, their eyes almost hypnotized.

As for the high-level cultivators and those present on the upper floors, they merely smiled slightly and thought to themselves:

'The Yan Chamber of Commerce really went all out; they even used a Celestial Enchantress Body as the auctioneer'

Noticing all the gazes fixed on her, the auctioneer displayed a slight enchanting smile that left the men in the audience even more mesmerized before she began her presentation.

"First of all, I would like to thank everyone for attending the Yan Chamber of Commerce auction."

"Now, without further ado, let's begin the auction."

As soon as she finished speaking, several maids went up on stage, carrying a red satin cushion that held a beautiful dagger.

"This is the first item in today's auction: a dagger forged from the teeth of a saint-level beast, an adult Lunar Tempest Lion."

"Personally crafted by Master Yuan."

"A powerful mid-grade celestial weapon. Bidding for this item starts at 200 high-grade spirit stones!"

"The minimum increase for each bid is 50 high-grade spirit stones."

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, even before the first bid was placed, numerous sounds of heavy breathing and murmurs could be heard from the first floor.

"Is it true that the first item already costs 200 high-grade spirit stones?"

"How is it possible for us ordinary people who are not part of the major powers?"

"Yes, and here I am at the auction with only 6,000 low-grade spirit stones, thinking I might get something, haha."

"That's not even enough to exchange for one high-grade spirit stone."

"Forget it, just being in the same place as so many powerful cultivators and even Saints is enough for me."

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