Chapter 1080: Old Man of the Treasure Mountain

At the same time, Qing Lin also noticed the former's unhappiness, and immediately extended her slender jade hand, lightly stroking Lin Feng's back.

At the same time, she did not forget to comfort, saying: "Young master, it's fine; when there is a chance later, Qing Lin will help you get revenge."

While speaking, Qing Lin waved her little hand, her expression fierce and cute.

"Haha, little girl, it's fine; if I encounter him next time, as your man I can beat him until he loses control of his bowels and bladder."

Seeing Qing Lin so cute, Lin Feng immediately dispelled his earlier anger, reaching out to pinch the girl's smooth, pretty face.

"Hehe, young master, pinch a bit longer."

Having her little face pinched, Qing Lin saw Lin Feng becoming happy, and quickly extended her delicate melon-seed-shaped face, letting Lin Feng play with it more easily.

And Lin Feng, seeing her action, couldn't help but feel a deep affection.

This girl, she's really too stupid.

And while the two were speaking, they also arrived before the pavilion known as the Ancient Treasure Pavilion.

Subsequently, Lin Feng flicked his finger, and a red light shot out from his sleeve, aiming at the two old men.

As for that red ray, it was quickly caught steadily by one of the old men, and immediately transformed into a red jade tablet.

"Please."

After receiving the red light, the two expressionless old men's faces showed no ripple; their cloudy eyes, after looking at Yao Lao's group, spoke in hoarse voices.

And while speaking, another old man flicked his sleeve, and two black streaks shot respectively toward Lin Feng and Qing Lin.

Then, hovering before them, they unexpectedly turned into a pitch-black cloak.

Lin Feng, having read the original work, naturally knew the function of these two black robes, so he said nothing more, silently taking them and draping them over himself.

Immediately afterward, he explained to Qing Lin: "This black robe is specially made, capable of blocking most people's detection."

"Hmm."

Upon hearing that, Qing Lin obediently took the black robe from in front of her and put it on, then nodded at Lin Feng.

"Hehe, let's go, us."

Seeing the girl don the black robe, Lin Feng then led her into the pavilion filled with ancient aura.

After entering this ancient pavilion, Lin Feng's gaze immediately swept around.

The pavilion's lighting is rather dim; at a glance it looks quite ordinary, with nothing unusual.

"Two honored guests, please follow me."

Shortly after Lin Feng and the girl stopped, a gray-clothed old man quickly stepped from one side, said something in a low voice to the two, then proceeded toward the dim depths of the pavilion.

Seeing this, Lin Feng said nothing and directly followed.

As for Qing Lin at the rear, she naturally also quickly caught up with Lin Feng.

The group walked through the pavilion's corridor for several minutes, finally stopping before a bronze gate.

And that old man, upon reaching the destination, stopped there, clasped his hands toward Lin Feng and Qing Lin.

Thereafter, without saying more nonsense, he quietly withdrew.

Lin Feng, seeing this, said nothing, simply pushed open the ancient bronze gate slowly, then stepped forward and entered.

And Qing Lin following behind him naturally also closely followed into it.

After Lin Feng stepped through the bronze gate, an ancient hall about half the size of a plaza appeared in his sight.

Inside this ancient hall, there were also many stone chairs.

At this moment, many of those chairs already had people sitting on them.

However, these people, like Lin Feng and the girl, wore black cloaks covering their faces, so no one knew each other's identities.

But the entry of Lin Feng and Qing Lin still attracted some glances sweeping over.

Although those glances quickly withdrew, the strong soul power of Lin Feng and Qing Lin made them feel some glances secretly sweeping back and forth over them, as if trying to discover their identity from any loophole.

However, Lin Feng did not pay attention to those glances; after scanning the surroundings, he then strode to a relatively secluded spot.

After sitting down, simultaneously with Lin Feng's sleeve flick, the surrounding space slightly twisted.

And because Lin Feng possesses spatial talent, although he is only an Eight-Star Dou Zun, in terms of spatial manipulation alone, he is already not inferior to some Junior Half-Saints.

Therefore, this barrier also caused most people who wanted to sense the identities of the two ahead to return disappointed.

After doing these, he immediately told the little girl beside him: "There are many strong people here; we must be careful, especially not to speak randomly, otherwise if overheard it would be bad."

While speaking, Lin Feng's voice also changed slightly, and he deliberately did not call Qing Lin's name.

"Hmm, I know."

Upon hearing that, Qing Lin also tacitly nodded slightly, not calling out the former's name.

Immediately afterward, her gaze swept around.

But she discovered that beside most stone seats, there were traces of spatial barriers, obviously everyone was very vigilant.

"Although many people here cannot resist my Azure Snake Triple-Flower Pupil's probing, after all the number of strong people in the hall is too great, I'd better not cause trouble for the young master."

Qing Lin, after observing the situation in the field, her heart involuntarily murmured.

And after she finished speaking, she simply leaned idle against the back of the stone seat, waiting quietly.

In the silent wait of the people inside Yao Lao's great hall, nearly an hour passed just like that.

During that hour, one after another, many more black-cloaked figures entered this place.

By now, a rough glance shows there are no fewer than a hundred people.

"Boom!"

And at this very moment, in this quiet ancient hall, suddenly a melodious clear bell rang.

At the same time, the gate behind the hall suddenly transmitted a tremor.

This sound sounded like the noise of some heavy object landing.

The next moment, at the center of that hall, a white-haired old man, resembling one on his deathbed, slowly appeared in everyone's sight amidst the twisting of the surrounding space.

And Lin Feng looked at the suddenly appearing white-haired old man, the eyebrows under his cloak immediately twitched slightly.,.

「Cultivation: Nine-turn Dou Zun Peak eh? 」

Looking around that old man, faint traces of the strange fluctuations that only a half‑saint strong person possessed just now appeared, and Lin Feng's eyes also flickered slightly.

This old man's strength is actually somewhat greater than that of Xuan Yi and Tian Lei Zi.

Speaking of which, he could be considered to have half‑stepped into the half‑saint level.

If his battle qi could undergo another such compression, it would then produce a qualitative change and thus advance to half‑saint!

However, most of the people around seemed already accustomed to this scene.

Therefore, when that old man in front appeared, he was not at all surprised, but merely watched everything quietly.

But in this gathering, some experts who had been in seclusion for a long time exclaimed: "I didn't expect that after a hundred years of seclusion, the strength of this Old Man of Treasure Mountain has progressed to this point."

"Hehe, it's the space trading fair held every ten years again; friends, I hope you've been well these days—but I didn't expect that, over the past two years plus and also the two major battles not long ago, so many old friends have perished, truly sigh‑worthy!"

That Old Man of Treasure Mountain swept his gaze across the hall, and his aged voice immediately rang in everyone's ears.

However, in response to his greeting, not a single person present answered him; instead, there was complete silence.

But regarding this situation, that Old Man of Treasure Mountain also didn't care.

Just a flick of his sleeves, the space around him slowly twisted, then like a spatial prison, it enclosed him.

"The old rules of the trading fair, everyone please don't mind."

After doing these, the Old Man of Treasure Mountain gave a light laugh, then proceeded to the auction platform ahead.

"The time has come, so there's no need for me to waste more words; this session of the space trading fair, we shall begin!"

As the Old Man of Treasure Mountain's final words fell, nearly all gazes in the hall instantly converged on him.

Among those gazes, there were faint hints of anticipation and fervor.

After all, everyone knows that the things traded here certainly won't be ordinary items!

"Below we begin auctioning the first item of this space trading fair."

Sensing the many gazes, the Old Man of Treasure Mountain within the distorted spatial wall also slightly raised the corners of his mouth; then he waved his hand through the void before him, and a pair of pale‑white bone wings appeared before everyone's eyes.

As that pair of ancient bone wings just appeared, a faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

"Demonic Phoenix Wing?"

Gazing at those somewhat familiar bone wings, Qing Lin's pretty face froze instantly.

After all, earlier her family's young master had also given him a pair of Heavenly Phoenix Bone Wings of Dou Saint rank.

After she commissioned her sisters to help forge it, she also obtained a flight battle technique and refined it.

Now, seeing this Demonic Phoenix Wing that greatly resembles the Heavenly Phoenix Wing, Qing Lin's complexion inexplicably turned somewhat strange.

"Demonic Phoenix Wing, taken from the wings of a Heavenly Demonic Phoenix, you all here are no novices; you should know how rare this is. If it were refined into a flight battle technique, there would be no doubt that few of your peers could surpass you in speed—truly a must‑have for killing and escaping."

Holding those bone wings aloft, the Old Man of Treasure Mountain introduced them with a smiling gaze.

As soon as his words fell, he added the trade conditions.

"The owner of this Demonic Phoenix Wing wishes to exchange it for a pill of eighth grade that has undergone four‑colored pill lightning; after our assessment, this pair of Demonic Phoenix Wings is worth that price, so if you are interested, you may make an offer."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this space trading fair to truly have many good things as you said, Teacher."

As the Old Man of Treasure Mountain's words fell, Xiao Yan, seated on a stone bench, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"That's natural; you also don't look at which forces lie behind this space trading fair. Though they usually keep a low profile, they are certainly not pushovers."

Seeing his disciple's tone, Yaochen stroked his beard and laughed lightly.

As soon as his words fell, he immediately asked: "How is it, have you taken a liking to that pair of Demonic Phoenix Bone Wings?"

As the teacher who has accompanied him for so long, Yaochen naturally knows his disciple's preferences and temperament very well.

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Yan spoke, he knew what the other was thinking.

"Hmm."

Faced with his teacher's inquiry, Xiao Yan immediately nodded, and on his scar‑covered face a hint of excitement flashed as he whispered: "If I could obtain that pair of demon phoenixes, my speed would increase greatly, and then I would also improve my chances of defeating Lin Feng."