Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1484: Chapter 765: Giving You Face

“Qi Shaoling, are you bullying people again?”

The voice wasn’t loud, yet it brought instant silence to the entire third floor.

Qi Shaoling’s hand froze in mid-air, his face turning extremely unpleasant.

Gu Sheng turned his head to look, only to see a woman in a white outfit walking in slowly.

She was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with delicate yet icy features, and a long, slender silver Soft Sword hung at her waist.

Most striking was the badge on her chest…the Purple Gold Badge of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Purple Mist Divine Sect!

“Senior Sister Ye…”

Qi Shaoling’s momentum instantly deflated, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand.

Ye Yiyi coldly glanced at him.

“Get back to your room; if I catch you bullying others with your status again, I won’t mind teaching the City Lord’s son a lesson.”

Qi Shaoling’s face changed from green to white, gritting his teeth.

“Ye Yiyi, don’t be too overbearing! My aunt…”

“If the Seventh Elder knew you were using her name to act tyrannically outside, she wouldn’t spare you first.”

Ye Yiyi interrupted him, her voice as cold as ice.

“Or do you want me to recount in public what you did to my sister three years ago?”

This sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing through Qi Shaoling’s facade.

His eyes showed panic, and ultimately, he just snorted coldly and left towards the fourth-floor private room with his subordinates, looking dejected.

The auction hall was bustling with activity.

Gu Sheng sat in an ordinary seat on the third floor, scanning the surroundings.

The entire auction hall was circular, divided into four levels, with higher levels representing greater prestige.

The curtains in the ten-odd private rooms on the fourth floor were currently closed, but the powerful aura inside could still be vaguely felt.

“Hey, what are you looking at?”

A crisp female voice sounded beside him, and Gu Sheng turned his head to see a young girl in a light purple dress tilting her head to look at him.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen, with almond-shaped eyes and rosy lips, her brows as if painted, with a delicate Purple Jade Token hanging at her waist.

“Just looking around.”

Gu Sheng withdrew his gaze, his tone indifferent.

The girl pouted.

“You’re really no fun. My name is Ye Yiyi, what’s yours?”

“Gu Sheng.”

“Gu Sheng?”

Ye Yiyi blinked her eyes.

“I’ve never heard of you. Which sect are you from?”

Gu Sheng slightly furrowed his brow and didn’t answer.

Ye Yiyi, seeing him ignore her, snorted lightly and stopped talking, closing her eyes to rest.

Over time, the auction hall gradually filled to capacity.

Once the last guest was seated, the lights in the entire auction hall suddenly dimmed, leaving only a bright white light on the central stage.

“It’s about to start.”

Ye Yiyi suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of excitement in her voice.

Gu Sheng’s gaze sharpened, as he saw a woman in a red dress slowly walk onto the stage.

The woman appeared about thirty years old, with stunning beauty, yet exuded a heart-palpitating wave of True Qi.

“A Sect Realm expert…”

Gu Sheng was taken aback.

To invite a Sect Realm expert to host the auction, the foundations of the Purple Mist Residence were indeed deep.

“That’s Master Yue Xia, my master’s junior sister.”

Ye Yiyi suddenly leaned close to Gu Sheng’s ear and whispered.

“She is the Squad Leader of Xiaguang City’s branch, and also the strongest here.”

Warm breath brushed his ear, prompting Gu Sheng to subtly shift away.

“Why would a Sect Realm expert personally host an auction?”

Ye Yiyi smiled mysteriously.

“Because of today’s grand finale auction item.”

“What item is worth a Sect Realm expert personally overseeing?”

“The entry quota to the Purple Mist Cave Heaven.”

Ye Yiyi lowered her voice.

“Only three quotas are released each time, and all the major forces of the Southern Border are competing fiercely for them.”

Gu Sheng’s eyes gleamed.

The Purple Mist Cave Heaven was one of the top three Cave Heaven Blessed Lands in the Southern Border, reputed to contain Spiritual Energy ten times denser than the outside world, along with numerous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

“You’re here for the Purple Mist Cave Heaven, aren’t you?”

Ye Yiyi suddenly asked.

Gu Sheng glanced at her.

“Why not?”

Ye Yiyi chuckled.

“Do you know how many Spirit Stones are needed to bid for one quota?”

“How many?”

“At least a million High-grade Spirit Stones to stand a chance.”

Ye Yiyi gestured with her slender fingers.

“Last year, the last quota went for a sky-high price of 1.3 million.”

Gu Sheng’s eyebrow twitched.

A million High-grade Spirit Stones was indeed an astronomical figure.

Though he had some savings, he was still far from reaching that amount.

“See those rooms on the fourth floor?”

Ye Yiyi pointed upwards.

“The little princess of the Green Blood Divine Sect, the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Sect, the Second Elder of the Nine Heavens Divine Sect…all the notable figures from the Southern Border are here today.”

Gu Sheng followed her finger, silently planning in his heart.

It seemed the scale of this auction far exceeded his expectations, with senior members from countless Divine Sects and grand Sects of the Southern Border gathered here.

“Thanks for the information.”

Gu Sheng said blandly.

Ye Yiyi waved her hand.

“Don’t misunderstand, I’m just chatting out of boredom.”

Gu Sheng smirked faintly, casting her a sidelong glance.

“You seem to know a lot about the Purple Mist Residence?”

“Of course!”

Ye Yiyi puffed out her chest, looking proud.

“The main branch of the Purple Mist Residence is run by my father…”

Mid-sentence, she suddenly realized something and quickly covered her mouth.

Gu Sheng’s eyes held understanding, but he didn’t expose anything.

“If your Spirit Stones are insufficient, can you use something else for deduction?”

Gu Sheng suddenly asked.

Ye Yiyi blinked.

“You can, but the Purple Mist Residence has very high standards; average stuff won’t catch their eye.”

Gu Sheng nodded and said no more.

In his hand, he had seized a Sect Realm Divine Weapon called the “Cold Frost Sword” from You Yun of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, which should sell for over a million High-grade Spirit Stones, enough to bid for a quota.

As they conversed, Yue Xia on stage began to speak, her voice as cool as frost.