Feeling the terrifying aura, Lin Ran took a deep breath with a serious look.
These were only the auras he sensed. He knew in his heart that there must be some auras here that even he could not sense, and the owners of those auras must be real Fighting Saints, not half-saints.
"This is only a small part. Once you get in there, you will find that the so-called high-end is truly worthy of its reputation."
Feng Xian said with emotion, "I came here many times with that guy. After entering that area, you, the sect master, must be more restrained. There are many powerful people there. Although some secret sects are not well-known, there may be old monsters like Dou Sheng in the sect. So, if you can avoid provoking them, try to avoid it as much as possible."
"Oh, of course. I've been to this space trade fair twice before. Besides, I'm not a fool."
Lin Ran smiled calmly. He had a clear idea of who he could provoke and who he could not. Although the three scorpion demons were invincible at the Dou Zun level, they were nothing to a Dou Sheng.
Haven't you seen, in the original novel, the three scorpion demons were badly beaten by Yao Chen, a half-saint? This shows the gap between a Dou Zun and a Dou Saint.
"Let's go!"
Lin Ran spoke calmly, Feng Xian nodded slightly, and his figure flashed towards the depths of the desert through the void. The howling sand storm along the way would automatically disappear when it was within a hundred meters of his body. Behind him, Lin Ran followed closely with Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan.
The sandstorm, which was extremely terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, did not pose any resistance to them. Therefore, in less than twenty minutes, Lin Ran and the other three had entered the depths of the desert.
After a few breaths, an extremely steep sand hill appeared in front of them. When they climbed up the hill and looked to the other side, surprise appeared on their faces again.
I saw that in the center of the desert, in the depression of the towering sand hill, a huge black hole of space, which was hundreds of feet in size, was slowly rotating, and waves of suction were slowly spreading from it.
At this moment, on the surrounding sand hills, from time to time, several figures with extremely powerful auras flashed down, and finally rushed into the space wormhole and disappeared.
Looking at the space wormhole in front of him, a hint of desire and greed appeared in Lin Ran's eyes.
This kind of small space is not comparable to the holy land in his hands or the star field of the Starfall Pavilion. This is a real small space, a complete small space created by a Dou Sheng powerhouse!
If you can have such a small space, it would be like a small world that belongs to you alone.
Lin Ran's gaze lingered slightly on the space wormhole, and then the four of them moved, climbed up the steep sand hill, and in a few flashes, they appeared in front of the space black hole.
When the four of them arrived here, some figures flashed by from time to time. Their eyes paused on Lin Ran and his group, and finally they looked at Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan again.
Of course, those who can come here are not fools, and they know what kind of people can come here. Therefore, there are very few blind people who deliberately go there to provoke others.
Therefore, even though Lin Ran and his companions looked extremely young, and Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan only had Dou Huang strength, no one dared to step forward to provoke them.
Not long after, the four of them stepped on the void and walked directly into the black hole of space. At the moment they entered the black hole of space, they all clearly felt a strange force sweeping over their bodies. This force did not have any malicious intent, but rather seemed like a detection.
After entering the black hole, Lin Ran only felt a moment of darkness in front of his eyes, and then there was a burst of light and noisy sounds. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the world in front of him had changed into a small town.
This small town is not big. Looking up at the sky above the town, it is a grey color. Faintly, there are violent space fluctuations coming from it.
"This is Space Town, the location of the Space Fair."
Feng Xian explained in a low voice: "Just take a look around first. There are almost no inferior goods here. They are all rare and good things."
"And with our financial resources, I'm afraid it would be difficult to buy anything good at the official trade fair. Plus, we still have to buy the Soul Infant Fruit, so we might as well look for it here first."
Lin Ran nodded slightly and glanced at the stalls. Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er behind him also cast curious glances at him.
There are bluestone platforms on both sides of the street. On the platforms, there are some scrolls, jade bottles, and even weapon magic cores floating. A faint light emanates from these things, indicating that these are not ordinary things. Behind the stone platforms, there are some figures sitting cross-legged. Each of these people has a strong and long aura, and it is obvious that they are not people who are easy to mess with.
"Devil's Leg, a high-level earth-level fighting skill..."
"The Mysterious Secret Technique, a high-level earth-level technique..."
"Transformation Pill, a seventh-grade high-level pill..."
"Ten thousand year old blood spirit ginseng..."
As his eyes kept moving, a wide variety of items flashed into Lin Ran's eyes. Some of these items were so rare that even with Lin Ran's great concentration, his heart was filled with excitement.
Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er, who were standing by, were dazzled by the sight, their beautiful eyes full of brilliance!
Although Mu Qingluan was Feng Xian's disciple, the value of the things here was far richer than the inventory of Xingyun Pavilion. And although Feng Qing'er was from the Tian Yao Huang Clan, she was just an ordinary Tian Yao Huang Clan member, so naturally she couldn't access many resources within the clan, otherwise she wouldn't have to enter Fenglei Pavilion to practice.
The high value and rich variety of these things in front of them completely exceeded their imagination. If they could obtain one or two of them, the improvement they would receive would be almost unimaginable!
After all, they are just Douhuang now.
The streets of Space Town were not long, only a few hundred meters. The four of them walked along and soon reached the end of the road.
But on this short 100-meter road, almost every trading table had items that made the four of them excited.
It's a pity that these sellers are all shrewd people. The value of the items they sell is so high that each one is no less than the value of the item itself, and many are even 20% to 30% higher.
This left Lin Ran with nothing but watching and not being able to make any purchases.
In the end, Lin Ran only bought one volume of an earth-level high-level ice-attribute fighting skill called 'Winter Ice Art', and one volume of an earth-level high-level wind-attribute fighting skill called 'Shocking Wind Thorns'.
However, Lin Ran did not find the Soul Infant Fruit that he originally wanted, which inevitably made Lin Ran and Feng Xian a little disappointed.
"It seems that we are not destined to get the Soul Infant Fruit." Lin Ran sighed softly and said to Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er beside him, "You two girls, go and pick out what you want to buy. It's a rare opportunity to come here, don't go back empty-handed."
"Master, what you said is wrong. Don't you know that this is just the appetizer of the Space Trade Fair?"
Feng Xian suddenly spoke, his eyes falling on an old attic not far away.
That should obviously be the end of the Space Town. The surroundings are empty and no longer as noisy as before. Here, an old attic stands. A sense of vicissitudes emanates from the attic, as if it has existed forever, making people dare not underestimate it in the slightest.
Outside this ancient attic, there are two old men in grey robes with expressionless faces standing here. They are like statues, their bodies motionless, but there are still powerful fluctuations of fighting spirit that faintly spread from their bodies, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.
These two people who were just guarding the gate had actually reached the level of six-star Dou Zun. This level of powerhouse had even surpassed the Pavilion Master of the Four Square Pavilion. Even the Valley Master of the Three Valleys was inferior to him!
This shows how high the standard of the Space Trade Fair here is!
Looking at the attic, Lin Ran sighed and said helplessly: "Of course I understand what you mean, but this Ancient Treasure Pavilion is not open to everyone. Only those who hold invitations from the three major sects can enter, and getting this invitation is not as easy as imagined."
"Although I have been to the Space Trade Fair twice, I don't have an invitation letter, wait..."
Lin Ran looked at Feng Xian suddenly: "Do you have an invitation?!"
Feng Xian chuckled. With his strength and the influence of Xingyun Pavilion, he was not qualified to get the invitation, but he had a good friend who was very supportive.
His palm moved slightly, accompanied by a breeze, and a red light flashed from Feng Xian's fingertips and shot towards the two old men, then was steadily caught by the latter and turned into a red jade note.
You really have it?!
After receiving the red light, not only Lin Ran showed a look of surprise, but even the two expressionless old men's faces were slightly shaken, and their cloudy eyes showed surprise.
Obviously, they were also surprised at the strength of Lin Ran and his group, and that they actually had an invitation letter. However, despite being surprised, the two old men did not show any impoliteness. They slightly bent over and waved their sleeves. Four black rays of light swept towards Lin Ran and the other three, and then floated in front of them. It was actually a pitch-black cloak.
"please."
"Thank you very much."
Feng Xian and Lin Ran put on the cloak skillfully, and Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan followed suit and put it on. After doing all this, the four of them stepped into the attic filled with an ancient atmosphere.
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Stepping into the ancient building, Lin Ran looked around.
The light in the attic was quite dim, and it looked very ordinary. There was nothing surprising about it, nor was there any sense of treasure. Not long after, an old man in gray came quickly from one side, whispered something to Lin Ran, and then walked towards the depths of the dimly lit attic. Feng Xian didn't say anything either, and followed him as if he was familiar with the place. Lin Ran naturally followed quickly as well.
The group walked in the corridor inside the pavilion for about a few minutes and finally stopped in front of a bronze door. The old man also stopped here, bowed, and also left quietly without saying any nonsense.
"Space Trade Fair..."
Lin Ran murmured with nostalgia. He had participated in the fair twice before under the leadership of the three Scorpion Demons. He never thought that he would be able to participate in a trade fair of this level today without his three teachers.
Using both hands, Lin Ran slowly pushed open the ancient bronze door, and a faint light shone out from it.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and after the initial strong light faded away, an ancient temple about half the size of a square appeared in his sight.
There are many stone chairs in this ancient temple. At this moment, many figures are sitting on these chairs. However, these people, like them, have their faces covered by black cloaks, and no one knows each other's identity.
"There are many strong men here, so we must be careful. Otherwise, our conversation will be easily discovered by them."
Feng Xian spoke in a low voice, and Lin Ran nodded in agreement. He glanced around and then walked to an empty seat. Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan behind him hurriedly followed, not daring to make any other movements.
The four of them sat quietly in their seats. The two little girls felt a great pressure. After all, a space trade fair of this level was too high-end for them. Even Feng Qing'er from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan felt the same way.
The experienced Lin Ran and Feng Xian closed their eyes and waited quietly.
About an hour later, a melodious and clear bell sounded. Lin Ran and Feng Xian then opened their eyes and their gazes fell on the high platform in the center.
During this hour, a lot of people had obviously come in from all directions. At a rough glance, there were no less than a hundred people.
At this moment, the eyes of hundreds of people all fell on the center of the venue. An old man with white hair and beard, who looked like he was about to die, slowly appeared in everyone's sight in the distorted space.
Looking at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared, Lin Ran's eyes showed a solemn look.
Of course he knew this person, or rather, anyone who had attended the space trade fair knew this person.
The master of Baojian Mountain, the Old Man Baoshan!
The strength of the peak of the Nine Revolutions Dou Zun is not inferior to Lin Ran's Grandmaster Scorpio!
"The peak of the Ninth Transformation Dou Zun... This old fellow's strength is improving really fast." Looking at the old man Baoshan with white hair and beard, Feng Xian let out a melodious sigh.
During these years when Yao Chen was away, he became quite lazy in cultivation and his cultivation had not improved for a long time.
"Nine-turn Dou Zun peak?!"
After hearing this, a solemn look appeared on the faces of Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er, especially the former, who was even a little shocked.
The peak of the Nine-Turn Dou Zun, which is only one step away from the 'Saint level'. I didn't expect that he would appear here, and even show up to preside over the trade fair. This really refreshed Mu Qingluan's three views.
"Haha, it's another space trade fair. I hope everyone is doing well..."
The old man Baoshan swept his eyes around the hall, and his old voice rang in everyone's ears. However, no one present responded to his greeting, and the atmosphere was still strangely quiet.
Old Man Baoshan didn't care about this. It was obviously not the first time he experienced such a thing. With a wave of his sleeves, the space around him slowly twisted, and then it became like a space prison, surrounding Old Man Baoshan.
"It's the same old rule, don't mind it."
After doing all this, Elder Baoshan smiled, then stood on the auction table in front of him, coughed, and said, "Almost everyone has arrived, so there is no need to say any more nonsense. Let's start this Space Trade Fair."
As the old man Baoshan finished his last words, almost all eyes in the hall instantly focused on him. There was a hint of expectation and enthusiasm in the air. Everyone knew that the things that could be traded here would not be ordinary things.
Lin Ran even touched his storage ring, calculating his financial resources in his mind...
(End of this chapter)