Destiny Martial God

In Xianyang City!

Taking advantage of the flow of people coming and going from the south and north, Yu Haoran avoided the surveillance of the masters from the Ministry of Rites and hid in a remote and dark alley when no one was paying attention.

After using his Yuanli to clean up and eliminate the changes in his appearance and breath caused by the elixir and completely restore his original appearance, he returned to the crowd on the street and went straight to Zang Yaxuan, where the auction was about to be held, according to his memories of his previous life.

Unlike the Qingyuan Guild Hall, which was deserted, Zang Yaxuan, which was famous in Xianyang City, was doing very prosperous business.

Those who came from the south and the north, as long as they were wealthy gentlemen with some family background, basically stayed at Zang Yaxuan.

Of course, the most frequent guests were those martial arts giants with restrained breath and unfathomable cultivation.

When Yu Haoran arrived in front of Zang Yaxuan, the business in front of Zang Yaxuan, which was originally very prosperous, was now even more crowded with people and cars.

Whether it was a wealthy and famous person with his family, or a martial arts master who was famous in one area, or a powerful overlord who was in charge of one area, they all stepped into Zang Yaxuan under the guidance of more than 20 waiters prepared in advance by Zang Yaxuan.

Standing 50 meters away from Zang Yaxuan, Yu Haoran used his divine sense to sort out the collection in the storage ring, and transferred all the treasures that were useless to him and a large number of spiritual stones below the seventh level into the mobile storage bracelet.

When everything was ready, Yu Haoran walked towards the vermilion door of Zang Yaxuan.

"Stop!"

Just when Yu Haoran arrived at the door of Zang Yaxuan and was about to step onto the steps, a waiter who had reached the peak of the ninth level of martial arts shouted.

Stopping and looking at the waiter who scolded him, Yu Haoran's face gradually became gloomy, and the level gaze in his eyes was gradually replaced by condescending.

"I'm sorry, Zang Yaxuan is not open to the public today. If you want to stay at Zang Yaxuan, please come tomorrow!"

Although Yu Haoran is not very old, the calmness and superiority he exudes are not something that can be faked.

So, the Zang Yaxuan clerk, who was originally not very friendly, immediately put on a smile and explained.

"You are a dog-eyed person who looks down on others!" Facing the Zang Yaxuan clerk whose attitude suddenly changed, Yu Haoran sneered and insulted.

Then, he took out three seventh-level first-grade spirit stones, threw them to the clerk, and gave instructions.

"This young master just learned that Tianxiang Pavilion was going to hold an auction at Zang Yaxuan the day before yesterday, so he came here excitedly. You are a lowly slave, don't ruin this young master's elegance."

"Now the young master will arrange two things for you."

Reaching out to take the spirit stone thrown by Yu Haoran, he took a quick glance and found that it was a seventh-level first-grade spirit stone. The clerk of Zang Yaxuan was immediately ecstatic.

As for Haoran's insults just now, he not only ignored them, but also served carefully like a servant.

"Master, please give me your orders."

"First, get me a certificate to participate in the auction."

At this point, Yu Haoran showed the spiritual stones in the storage bracelet on his wrist to the clerk Zang Yaxuan.

"Master, don't worry, I will get it for you in a while, and it will definitely not delay your participation in the auction!"

Zang Yaxuan's clerk's cultivation level has reached the peak of the ninth level of Wuzong. He only needs to use his divine sense to know the number of spiritual stones in the storage bracelet.

With the number and quality of spiritual stones that Yu Haoran just revealed, most of the items in this auction can be bought by this mysterious young man in front of him.

Therefore, Zang Yaxuan's clerk even smiled and promised.

"Second, make an appointment for me to meet with your Tianxiang Pavilion's appraiser. I have a few things that need to be appraised and auctioned."

Yu Haoran was very satisfied with the performance of Zang Yaxuan's clerk. He directly took out three seventh-grade ninth-grade spirit stones and threw them to him, and then put forward his second request.

"No problem, I will take you to see Master Fengyun now!"

Seeing Yu Haoran's generosity, the spirit stones he gave this time were actually seventh-grade ninth-grade spirit stones. The smile on Zang Yaxuan's clerk's face became even more rotten, and his attitude became more flattering.

Under the guidance of Zang Yaxuan's clerk, Yu Haoran quickly came to the center of Zang Yaxuan, in front of the auction house, which was only one-story building but nearly 20 meters high.

However, Yu Haoran did not enter the auction house immediately, but, under the guidance of the clerk, bypassed the main entrance and came to a secret door on the west side.

The waiter of Zang Yaxuan knocked lightly on the secret door, and then the secret door opened a crack, and then a pretty girl about sixteen or seventeen years old poked her head out and asked.

"Wu Yuan, what's the matter?"

"Qiaomei, I have a guest here who wants to ask Master Feng to identify some treasures!" The waiter called Wu Yuan said flatteringly, looking to the right and revealing Yu Haoran standing behind him.

"Got it!"

The girl called Qiaomei nodded, retracted her head, and then opened the secret door, indicating that Yu Haoran could come in.

"Master, I will wait for you here after I help you get the auction house certificate!" Wu Yuan reminded Yu Haoran who was about to enter the secret door.

He paused, took out three sixth-level first-grade spirit stones, and threw them directly to Wu Yuan, and Yu Haoran ordered.

"Do your best to help this master get a private room."

"This...!" Faced with Yu Haoran's renewed request, Wu Yuan seemed a little hesitant.

The number of private rooms in Zang Ya Xuan is not large, and most of them have been given to some high-ranking officials and martial arts masters in advance. Wu Yuan wants to fight for one of the few remaining private rooms for Yu Haoran, but he can't do it for the time being with his ability.

However, when he found that the spiritual stone rewarded by Yu Haoran this time was actually the first grade of the sixth level, he immediately assured with confidence.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely help you."

Looking at Wu Yuan who left excitedly, Yu Haoran chuckled and stepped into the secret door.

Through the secret door, Yu Haoran found that he seemed to have entered a shop.

The layout of the room was very simple, with a counter and a high chair, exactly the same as those shops doing business on the street.

"According to the rules of Tianxiang Pavilion, an appraisal fee of 1% of the value of the appraised item needs to be charged." Just as Yu Haoran was looking at the layout of the room, an old man in his sixties behind the counter suddenly reminded him.

"I know the rules!"

After looking at the old man behind the counter, Yu Haoran sat on a high chair with his butt raised. While responding to the old man's reminder, he took out the items he planned to trade and auction from his storage bracelet with his legs swinging.

"The King Realm's top-grade Fierce Wind Sword, the market price is 1.7 million eighth-level first-grade spirit stones."

After picking up the first item Yu Haoran took out, the old man just glanced at it and directly gave the origin, grade and value of the item.

"What is the purchase price of your Tianxiang Pavilion?"