Chapter 191

"Alright, thank you, Master Xuanyuan, for clarifying!"

He Pingsheng bowed slightly: "So it seems I have no chance of entering Divine General Mountain. Farewell!"

He stood up to leave.

But Xuanyuan said: "It's not entirely impossible—if you know any of the top hundred cultivators on the Dragon Roar List, you still have a chance!"

"Because according to the rules, each person who receives a quota may bring one additional person into Divine General Mountain!"

He Pingsheng still shook his head.

He didn't know anyone in the top hundred.

Go back!

After returning to his small courtyard, He Pingsheng did not continue his seclusion to raise his cultivation; instead, he took out a poison elixir and began reinforcing it.

Reinforce the poison elixir, strengthen the body.

Ten days passed in a flash.

Ten days later, He Pingsheng returned to the Coral Trading Society with the Xuanyuan family token Xuanyuan had given him.

Because the society's auction was about to begin.

He Pingsheng attended the auction not to buy anything, but simply to observe and see what sorts of items the society auctioned.

Also to gauge the price of third-rank treasures.

Such as third-rank elixirs, third-rank talismans, and so on.

Because third-rank treasures cannot be seen in ordinary trading societies or shops.

"Please…" The shopkeeper personally led He Pingsheng upstairs and said: "This floor is the auction hall. Here is your token!"

"Comrade, may you return fully laden!"

"Hehe…"

The fifth-floor hall was bustling, with cultivators continuously entering from outside into the auction venue.

Just by their attire and aura, it was clear these people were no ordinary cultivators.

He Pingsheng naturally dared not casually scan others with his spiritual sense.

If he angered a Golden Core cultivator, it would be disastrous.

He followed behind others, passed through the hall, and entered the auction.

It was a large venue, its floor covered entirely in red carpet, with hundreds of tiered seats rising and falling.

This was merely the main hall.

Above the main hall was a suspended level, with another hundred or so seats.

One could see that these hundred suspended seats were large and soft—clearly higher-class seating.

He Pingsheng could only think of them as VIP seats.

He had no chance of owning a VIP seat; after comparing his token, he realized his was merely an ordinary seat.

And it was in the corner.

In terms of status, it was a bottom-tier seat—but for He Pingsheng, it was perfect.

After all, his main purpose was to observe, not to acquire any specific item.

Not long after sitting down in the corner of the venue, He Pingsheng saw a familiar figure enter through the door.

Fuck…

Seeing the figure, He Pingsheng was stunned: Still alive?

This guy is still alive?

As if sensing He Pingsheng's gaze, the man looked over at him.

Upon seeing him, the man was also startled.

"Brother He?"

Wang Dun walked over toward He Pingsheng with surprise, then sat down unceremoniously right beside him.

"What are you doing here?"

"This is Dingxiang City!"

"And… how… how are you already Foundation Establishment?"

Wang Dun's spiritual sense swept over He Pingsheng—he was utterly shocked: "I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime!"

"Huh…" He Pingsheng took a deep breath and scanned Wang Dun with his own spiritual sense.

The result was nothing.

"Hehe…" Wang Dun chuckled, revealing his white teeth: "Brother He, you can't sense my cultivation. I'm currently…" He lowered his voice: "Foundation Establishment, Level Twelve—just one step away from Core Formation!"

"I… I…"

"Fuck…"

After struggling for a long time, He Pingsheng could only express his shock with these two words.

Too shocking.

His own cultivation speed was already fast—he was only at Foundation Establishment Level Two.

Wang Dun had already reached perfection.

A full ten levels higher than him.

Unbelievable!

One level per year?

Otherwise, how could he advance so fast?

"Hehe…" Wang Dun smiled: "Brother He, I came here specifically to buy a Chaoyuan Elixir… I heard one is being auctioned today!"

"I just don't know how high the price will go!"

He Pingsheng nodded.

Wang Dun continued: "Come to think of it, I still owe you a few spirit stones!"

"Heh…" He Pingsheng said: "Who owes whom? You left your alchemy furnace with me. When I heard you were killed by an inner sect disciple in battle, I sold the furnace. If anyone owes anyone, it's me who owes you… By the way, Brother Wang, what actually happened back then?"

Wang Dun's face darkened instantly: "Those damn Grand Void Gate bastards—if I hadn't pretended to be dead, I'd have been truly dead!"

"That place is rotten from top to bottom—lower disciples have no resources, so they plunder even lower ones. That old withered bastard kept his eyes on me… damn it!"

"Luckily I was smart!"

"Forget about the past!"

"It's pointless."

He Pingsheng was internally shaken.

This kid Wang Dun was indeed clever—pretending to be dead to escape Grand Void Gate and save his life.

But this kid must have some great secret.

Otherwise, he couldn't have advanced so rapidly in such a short time.

But others having secrets doesn't matter—it's none of my business.

"What about you?" Wang Dun sat beside He Pingsheng and slapped his shoulder hard: "You've done pretty well these past years—already Foundation Establishment!"

"How's it going?"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "I learned alchemy, then entered the Xiuzhu Peak inner sect and became a disciple under True Person Yuning!"

"Later, Grand Void Ancestor ascended to immortality, and the Beast Taming Immortal Sect absorbed Grand Void Gate—Grand Void Gate was destroyed!"

"I ran away!"

"Oh!" Wang Dun said: "So that's how it was… Hehe… Serves them right!"

"That rotten old sect deserved to be wiped out!"

"Enough with these annoying topics!" Wang Dun grinned slyly: "Cough cough... Brother He... do you have many spirit stones on you?"

"Lend me some!"

He Pingsheng: …………

The hell, do you see me and immediately ask for a loan?

Addicted now?

But He Pingsheng still nodded: "I have… how much do you need?"

Wang Dun patted his storage bag: "I don't know… we'll see. I don't know how high the price of this Chaoyuan Elixir will go!"

"I don't necessarily have to borrow!"

"If my spirit stones aren't enough, I'll ask you again!"

"Alright!" He Pingsheng nodded.

Wang Dun asked again: "How much do you have?"

He Pingsheng thought for a moment: "About forty to fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

He wasn't lying.

After fleeing Grand Void Gate, he'd spent a lot of spirit stones—what remained was roughly just a few ten thousand.

Of course, this refers to low-grade spirit stones.

If you count mid-grade spirit stones, he still had quite a bit.