The clerk from Zhenbao Pavilion quickly left, and Xu Dingtian opened the album in his hand.
Then, he saw a very familiar long sword on the first page.
Without hesitation, Xu Dingtian directly handed the album to Lin Ji.
Lin Ji took the album and glanced at the green sword printed on it. On the note next to it, he clearly saw the word 'half-footed artifact', which was suspected to have been a Taoist artifact. The treasure was dropped after the owner died.
' and other descriptions.
After reading the introduction about Qingzhi Sword, Lin Ji put the album directly into his arms.
"I kept this thing, and when the time comes I will cause trouble for the Yu family. This thing is irrefutable proof."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Dingtian naturally didn't care about this little thing.
Lin Ji asked again: "When will the auction be held?"
"Four days later."
"There are two albums, so are the auctions also divided into two? One for the ordinary objects, and you, the people from the major forces, in the other?"
"Indeed." Xu Dingtian nodded and said, "Brother Lin, there is no need to worry about this. When the time comes, you can go with us from the Taiyi Sect."
"Sorry for the trouble." Lin Ji thanked him, then stood up and left the hall, going back to his room to rest.
Shortly after Lin Ji left, Han Li and A Bao, one of whom drank about the same amount and the other had about the same amount of food, left one after another.
After all the outsiders left, the disciples of the Taiyi Sect next to the wine table relaxed a lot.
These disciples were all just third-level monks, and just the presence of Han Li just now made them seem a little restrained.
"Senior Brother Xu, who was that Mr. Lin just now? Why are you so cautious about him?" Song Yi asked curiously.
Xu Dingtian was stunned.
"You don't recognize him?"
Lin Ji had defeated him face to face in the Taiyi Sect. Even if the disciples of the Taiyi Sect were not familiar with him, they should not not recognize him at all.
But then Xu Dingtian remembered that his sect had specially issued an order not to make any announcement about Lin Ji.
This is to protect his reputation as a contemporary leader of the Taiyi School.
After all, someone came to your door to deal with it, and it wouldn't sound good if word spread about it.
I don’t know if it is spread outside, but within Taiyi Sect, few people will mention this matter.
The third-level disciples he brought out at this time were probably only in the second level last year, so they were naturally not qualified to watch the battle, and they probably had no way of knowing what happened to Lin Ji.
"He is Lin Ji." Xu Dingtian sighed slightly, obviously thinking that Lin Ji and he were no longer on the same level.
"He is less than 30 years old and is at the peak of his travels. He is the right-hand man of Supervisor Fang Yunshan and is now the third-grade town official in Victoria."
After saying this, Xu Dingtian's face showed a bit of loneliness, and he didn't care about the shocked or bewildered expressions of his junior brothers. He also stood up and left the wine table.
Lin Ji's incident may affect this auction. Although this matter is neither big nor small, the sect must be informed.
...
West of Victoria, deep in the desert.
The summer sun is always scorching, and it is even more so in this far west where all you can see is desert or Gobi.
"Cough...cough." Cheng Xiao staggered as he walked, as if there was a heavy burden on his body. Every time he took a step, he had to take a breath.
Next to him, Yu Qiuyao's condition was not too good either. Her entire left arm sleeve was missing, and her arm that should have been fair was dyed dark brown.
The color of blood after it dries on your arms.
The two of them walked together slowly.
I don't know how long it took, but a small town with only ruins appeared in front of them.
Seeing the small town, both of them subconsciously quickened their pace, and soon arrived in the small town. They found a dilapidated house where the sun could not be found, and then they both sat down on the ground.
"Ahem..." Cheng Xiao coughed twice more, feeling his throat hoarse and painful, "The poison of fire has entered my heart."
There was already a hint of despair in his tone.
Yu Qiuyao reluctantly raised her head and looked at Cheng Xiao with a bit of indifference.
"How much better do you think I am than you?"
"Teach me your skills. Your ice evil spirit can always help me resist some fire poison... cough cough." Cheng Xiao begged.
Yu Qiuyao shook her head coldly, as if she wished Cheng Xiao would die soon.
"If you hadn't been greedy, how could we have ended up like this? The red-haired god didn't even take action. He just triggered the fire in the ruins, which almost killed you and me! I told you to be careful a long time ago, why didn't you listen?
?!"
Hearing this, Cheng Xiao smiled bitterly.
"The Soul Yuan is right in front of me. With the Soul Yuan, I can reach the perfection of the Sun Travel Realm in one step... How can I not be in a hurry?"
"The red-haired god was also in front of me at that time. He could crush you to death with one slap."
"If he didn't trigger the Earth Fire, I wouldn't have known how powerful he was... I'm afraid I have to take action to solve it." Cheng Xiao covered his face in pain.
Feeling the burning sensation in his internal organs, he pondered for a moment and then raised his head.
"If I can't get out of this damn desert, please send my soul to the demon country. There is a way to save me there."
"If you don't send it away, I will use your soul to refine your soul after you die."
"Soul refining is a method used by evil cultivators."
"If I can kill you, I will become an evil cultivator."
But just when the two of them looked at each other helplessly, neither one wanted to admit defeat.
Suddenly a voice sounded not far from the two of them.
"Is...someone?"
Hearing the sudden sound, Cheng Xiao and Yu Qiuyao perked up. They stood up together and came to the direction of the sound with some caution.
Then they saw two people lying on the ground next to a broken wall, one of whom was lifeless.
"Who are you, who were also hurt by that red-haired god?"
Most of those who were able to escape here came from the ruins of Lan City, and these two people were covered in burns, obviously caused by the red-haired god's earthly fire.
Therefore, Cheng Xiao didn't bother to cover up anything.
The only living person raised his hand tremblingly, holding a token in his hand.
It is the Yuxing Order of Supervisor Tiansi.
"I...I am Yucheng Yuxingguan Yan Shougong. I will...send the token back to Yucheng and ask Mr. Lin to take action in person!"
Seeing the Youxing Token, Cheng Xiao grinned and showed his own token.
"It turns out that I am one of our own, and I am also a Yuxing officer."
Yan Shou Gong showed no sign of joy, as if he believed that he was certain to die.
"Send the news back to Tamaki! Quick!"
Cheng Xiao took the order from You Xing, but shook his head slightly.
"There is something I want in the Lancheng ruins. If Master Lin takes action, it won't be my turn."
Hearing this, Yan Shougong, who was already dying, didn't know where he got the strength, and he struggled to sit up against the wall.
"The red-haired god is fake, but the half-step ghost king is real! Only Mr. Lin can solve this matter!"
"Don't delay, otherwise Victoria will be devastated again!"
After the words fell, Yan Shougong seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and his body tilted and stopped moving.
Only Yu Qiuyao and Cheng Xiao were left looking at each other, each seeing the uncertainty in the other's eyes.