902: C902 The Start of the Auction

C902 The Start of the Auction

There were more than one deities coming this time. Five Yama Kings had come to the Path of Hell, so naturally, there would be many experts with divine thrones.

Cultivator didn't know much about gods, but he had heard about them before and knew their existence.

This was because those who had divine thrones were limited to the top of the legendary land. Their true bodies could only be seen in Dao Realm Immortal's territory.

In the middle of the year.

The doors of the auction house opened with a loud bang. The crowd rushed into the auction house like a tidal wave.

Zhao Xin followed the crowd in. As soon as he passed through the door, there were fully armed guards guarding the entrance.

The people also consciously took out the invitation tokens that they had obtained.

"You, ordinary seats, three hundred and seventy-one seats."

"You, ordinary seats, two hundred and fifteen seats"

"Lord Zhang, VIP seats on the second floor, private room three."

The strictly controlled entrance didn't give the person who wanted to destroy it a chance.

Although there were a lot of people, the speed of the guards' inspection wasn't slow either. Very soon, it was Zhao Xin's turn.

The guard took the token from the Ghosts members, glanced at it, and returned it to Zhao Xin. He said, "Lord Lei, the VIP seats on the second floor, private room 10."

Zhao Xin took the token, nodded slightly, and entered the auction house.

Suddenly, a commotion came from behind.

A group of guards wearing the uniform of the Ouyang Family's guards escorted a group of ten people into the auction house, and they entered without even checking.

The guards pushed Zhao Xin to the side. Zhao Xin frowned as he looked at the ten people in the crowd.

"This is the legendary god?"

"Don't f * cking look for me if you want to die. They can't talk about it."

God?

Zhao Xin was puzzled. He watched the group of people walk up to the third floor and disappear.

The auction was very big, but it only had three floors.

The first floor was a normal hall, the second floor was a private room, and the third floor was the Supreme Seat.

Zhao Xin entered his private room number ten and pushed open the door. Inside the room, there were dozens of beautiful women dressed in revealing clothes. There were fruit plates, rocking chairs, and Spirit Liquid tea.

Those who had VIP seats were undoubtedly sect master or the strongest person in sect. Ouyang Dali naturally had to treat them with care. Every VIP seat was equipped with one in a hundred beautiful women.

In order to collect these beauties, he had spent a lot of effort.

He sent out many people to search all over the legendary land and the lower planes of Medium Plane.

Zhao Xin had just entered the private room when his pupils suddenly shrank. Among the ten beauties, one of them looked at Zhao Xin in shock, and the body trembled slightly.

"Elder sister?"

It was not his elder sister, but Hu Er's elder sister, Zhang Qing'er, Ye Dalei's wife!

The other nine people were also shocked. Zhao Xin said, "You guys go and stand by the door first. Without my permission, no one is allowed to come in."

The nine people stood up and walked out of the private room.

Zhao Xin hurriedly went forward and took out a mink fur coat and draped it over Zhang Qing'er's body.

"What's going on?" Why was Zhang Qing'er here?

He thought that Zhang Qing'er really went to Path of Hell, but she did not die.

When Zhang Qing'er saw Zhao Xin, she was so excited that she cried and cried, telling Zhao Xin everything that happened to her.

It turned out that Ling Rui and the others weren't the only ones in the Dragon Emperor Kingdom who were taken away. Many of the women with good looks were taken away to be trained as servants to receive guests.

Among them, there was also an insolent wife, who was also an elder of Icy Cold Palace. One of Xiao Qi's subordinates was also trained to be a servant, and he was probably currently entertaining guests in another private room.

"Damn the Ouyang Family. I will make you pay with your blood."

Zhao Xin was furious. After calming Zhang Qing'er's emotions, he left the private room and went to a dark corner.

"Ghastly Soldier, go and find this woman for me." Zhao Xin transmitted his voice to the members of Ghosts who were hiding in the darkness.

He didn't know where the members of the Ghosts were, but he knew that his order had been received.

When they returned to the private room, Zhang Qing'er's mood was also much calmer. She had also told Ye Dalei about the news of the two of them coming to the legendary place.

Zhang Qing'er was still crying. She had survived, but Dalei's son and daughter had gone missing. She didn't know whether they were alive or dead, or if they had ended up somewhere else. In this way, she had no face to meet Dalei.

"Don't worry. Dalei won't blame you. Even if they really met with misfortune, I can still save them from Path of Hell."

Seeing that Zhang Qing'er had calmed down and stopped crying, Zhao Xin called the nine girls outside the door. It wouldn't be a problem for them to stay outside for a short period of time, but if they were left outside for a long time, it would inevitably cause some trouble.

After calling nine people in, Zhao Xin sat on the chair and did whatever he wanted. He fed the spirit fruit, poured the Spirit Liquid tea, and massaged his shoulders. He did not reject them.

In the hall, there were people walking around in the corridor of the private room. There were still people who had not arrived yet. There were tens of thousands of people coming in and out of the room. Zhao Xin was a little surprised that this building could still act as a servant.

About ten minutes later.

Zhao Xin heard the voices of the Ghosts members.

"Room 71. The person the king is looking for is in danger."

Danger?

Zhao Xin frowned. He suddenly stood up and scared the girls who were massaging their shoulders and legs.

"It's fine. I'll go out for a while. You guys rest for a while."

Zhang Qing'er said, "You need to go and find her."

Zhao Xin nodded and motioned for Zhang Qing'er not to say anything. He turned around and left the private room.

He went all the way to the door of private room 71.

There were two big and strong men standing at the door, and there were sounds of crying and cursing coming from inside the room. There were also sounds of struggling and wrestling.

Zhao Xin's eyebrow was tightly knitted, but it was immediately loosened. He looked at the two bodyguards in front of him and said, "I'm looking for your master."

"Why are you looking for my family's master? Who are you?"

"Tell him that the people from Refiner's union are looking for you. They have a business deal with your master." As he spoke, Zhao Xin took out the Immortal Master token that Zhan Yunqi had given him.0

Seeing the token with seven golden lines on it, the two did not dare to delay. They opened the door and entered. Zhao Xin saw a few corpses of red fruits lying on the ground through the crack in the door. Blood was flowing all over the floor.

It was best that his insolent wife was fine. Otherwise, he would not be able to vent his anger even if he killed the whole family of the owner of the house.

The two of them went in to report and soon came out again, respectfully inviting Zhao Xin in.

"My lord has agreed to see you. Please come in."

Zhao Xin entered the private room and a stench filled the room. He frowned slightly and looked at the fat man who was doing dirty exercises on a woman's body.

Big Fatty Jin, the next generation of the Jin family, one of the 18 big families, Family Head.

Jin family had always been a single family. Almost every man was the next Family Head. Jin family was not strong, but Jin family's Chamber of Commerce was spread across the entire legendary land. It could be considered the richest family in the legendary land.

Seeing Zhao Xin enter, Big Fatty Jin pulled out his toy. He pulled up his pants and leaned against the chair. He looked at Zhao Xin and said, "Grade seven Immortal Master? So young?"

"Could Refiner's union token be fake?"

Fatty Jin smiled awkwardly. "Brother, it's a misunderstanding. The token is not fake. I heard you want to do business with me?"

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