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Chapter 855

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Cultivators, on the other hand, live for thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of years, and no one has any Mara-Struck.

For a moment, Fu Xuan also felt that the path of the Xianzhou, and even the path of the entire Star Rail universe, had gone astray.

If this is the case, perhaps going back and mobilizing the Xianzhou to join the cultivator camp is the best choice.

Her old superior, the Reignbow Arbiter, will probably be captured too.

Although it is inappropriate to say so, Fu Xuan still wants to persuade Jing Yuan, and even persuade General Hua, that it is time to find a good backer.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the hall downstairs. Everyone leaned over to look and found a young man with golden light all over his body, wings on his back, and an arrogant expression walking in.

Behind him, four or five middle-aged men in black robes guarded his sides. The powerful aura instantly made the entire auction venue somewhat quiet.

The young man looked around, then bowed respectfully to the old man who was meditating with his eyes closed on the auction stage, and then went up to the private room on the third floor.

“What race is that?”

Ruan Mei looked at Otto curiously, and the latter said casually:

“One of the five great innate spiritual races under Shushan, the Peng Bird race of the south, the second son of the current Peng Bird race leader, Jin Dang.”

“The young leader of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan within the Peng Bird race.”

“He can be considered a top-tier immortal second generation outside of Shushan.”

“If nothing goes wrong, he will inherit the Peng Bird race in the future. His cultivation has now reached the peak of Refining Essence into Qi.”

“The ones following behind him are his guardians.”

Fu Xuan asked curiously:

“Second son? Shouldn’t the eldest son inherit it?”

“No.”

Old Yang shook his head.

“Jin Dang’s eldest son, Jin Yi, is a core disciple of the Shushan inner sect, studying under Head Seat Venti of Shushan’s Chaoyang Peak.”

“As a disciple of Shushan, he will not inherit the so-called spiritual race, and the people of the spiritual race would not agree to it either.”

Himeko said softly:

“Is it because…” Before Himeko could finish, Otto laughed:

“It has nothing to do with what you think. Disciples who join Shushan are the backers of the major spiritual races, and also the guarantee that the major spiritual races can stay safely in the Shushan world.”

“The spiritual races do not want to make Shushan dissatisfied because of the inheritance of the race. For them, having disciples enter Shushan is the best thing.”

“If something happens in the future, they can have people from their race speak well for them in Shushan.”

“Of course, under normal circumstances, spiritual race disciples who join Shushan will keep some distance from their race. This is the default rule.”

“Shushan will not interfere in the internal affairs of the secular world and the spiritual races, nor will it allow disciples to interfere.”

“Otherwise, they will be targeted by the Law Enforcement Hall.”

“Therefore, the spiritual races not only cannot let disciples who join Shushan return to the race, but they must also avoid daily contact with them.”

802. Putting on a good show of cultivator fighting for the Star Rail people

Hearing this explanation, Herta and the others clicked their tongues secretly, marveling that there were too many rules in the cultivation world.

However, thinking about it carefully, this might also be a social norm.

Just like the rules decided by the Star Rail universe after countless years.

While they were observing, before long, there was another uproar from below.

The person who came had an even bigger entourage than the young leader of the Peng Bird race just now.

There were six or seven guardians alone, and behind them were followers of various races with different postures, not entirely the same.

Leading them was a gloomy-looking teenager with a pair of ferocious dragon horns on his head.

From this point, one could also see that the other party was a member of the Black Flood Dragon race. The difference between the Flood Dragon race and the Dragon race is actually quite large.

But those who are not familiar with them naturally cannot tell.

First of all, the Flood Dragon race has a heart-protecting scale, also commonly known as the reverse scale. It is rumored in the streets that dragons have reverse scales, and touching them means certain death.

In fact, it refers to the Flood Dragon race, because ordinary people cannot see real divine dragons at all.

And the Divine Dragon race does not have such obvious weaknesses as reverse scales. However, it is also reasonable to say that dragons have reverse scales and touching them means certain death.

Strictly speaking, the Divine Dragon race is arrogant. If a non-dragon person touches any of their scales, they will inevitably die.

It can also be said that any scale on the Divine Dragon race is a reverse scale.

Secondly, the Divine Dragon race is not entirely the so-called deer horns, cow eyes, snake body…

There are also many characteristics within the Divine Dragon race.

For example, the Yinglong with wings on its back, and so on.

What truly distinguishes dragons from flood dragons is the bloodline origin, which is very mysterious.

Only those who have truly seen the so-called Divine Dragon race and the Black Flood Dragon race can identify at a glance who is a real divine dragon.

Finally, the most obvious point is the dragon horns.

The dragon horns of the Divine Dragon race are different, but overall they look noble and graceful.

The dragon horns of the Black Flood Dragon race give a cold and domineering feeling at a glance.

Therefore, looking at the dragon horns is the easiest way to distinguish dragons from flood dragons.

After all, whether it is the Black Flood Dragon race or the Divine Dragon race, they will retain their most proud dragon horns when they transform.

This is not a failure of transformation, but simply because of their arrogance.

Among the few people who walked in arrogantly below, there were eight or nine members of the Black Flood Dragon race.

The rest, presumably, were all vassal water tribes of the Black Flood Dragon race.

This time, without Herta and the others asking, Old Yang explained:

“The young leader of the Black Flood Dragon race, Ao Ling, is the same as the young leader of the Peng Bird race just now.”

“Their eldest brothers have both joined Shushan, and their eldest brother is now a direct disciple of Elder Neuvillette.”

“In addition, you should remember what I said before, right?”

Ruan Mei nodded calmly.

“The Black Flood Dragon race and the Peng Bird race are natural mortal enemies.”

“So…”

Otto looked down with a smile.

“There’s going to be a good show.”

“This is the property of Shushan disciples. Do they dare to make a move here?”

Himeko was a little surprised, and Old Yang shook his head faintly.

“Naturally, they wouldn’t dare. Not to mention that Senior Sister Ningguang has shares here, even if their fathers came, they wouldn’t dare to cause trouble.”

“What’s more, the Sect Master personally spoke that all spirits in the Shushan cultivation world must not have large-scale conflicts within a hundred years.”

“General small-scale fights don’t matter, but when it rises to their level, they are both young leaders of their respective spiritual races, and every move they make is watched by Shushan.”

“Don’t look at how big their entourage is and how arrogant they seem. Cultivators who can reach this step are all human spirits.”

“If they were purely arrogant, they would have died long ago.”

“In short, just watch, there’s going to be a good show.”

803. Herta: So you cultivators also engage in verbal sparring

Ao Ling walked into the venue and looked around with a disdainful gaze until he noticed the man meditating with his eyes closed on the stage.

Immediately, his expression became serious, and he said with slight respect:

“Junior Ao Ling, greets Deacon Lingyuan.”

Otto on the fourth floor said softly:

“Elder Lingyuan is a deacon of the Shushan outer sect. Counting the days, it just happens to be his turn to be on duty in Shushan City. He has a cultivation of the middle stage of Refining Qi into Spirit.”

“He was once an Archon of the Teyvat world. After being subdued by the Sect Master, he was given the name Lingyuan and is responsible for many affairs of the outer sect.”

Herta was a little puzzled.

“A dignified outer sect deacon, guarding Shushan City, would actually come in person to host an auction?”

“Don’t think of outer sect deacons as too high-end.”

Old Yang shook his head.

“We have hundreds of such outer sect deacons in Shushan.”

“To the outside world, a Shushan outer sect deacon is a big shot they can’t reach, but to Shushan inner sect disciples, outer sect elders must also be treated with courtesy.”

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