Bai Lin glance at the blue haired man, a clear hint of annoyance clear in his black abyssal eyes.
"I don't need your help." The youth mutters coldly.
"The items offered for the auction might even increase up to thousands of spiritual stones," Wu Tiandi suddenly said, "Do you even have the money to bid for it?"
"I've been doing some odd jobs." Bai Lin scoffed.
Oh?
Odd jobs?
Wu Tiandi leans his body to the side, "Is killing wanted rouge cultivators considered a job?"
Bai Lin's body tensed, distancing himself from the man.
"Just leave me alone. I don't need you then, I don't need you now."
Wu Tiandi's eyes flickers in an odd light as he looks down on the youth beside him.
In the end, he sighs. With a swift wave of his hand, a spatial ring is placed right on top of the table before them.
"Take it, that should be enough for you to buy new clothes or to repair your sword."
With that, Wu Tiandi stood up and walks away.
Bai Lin stare at his retreating figure. His cold eyes remaining cold as stood up.
His gaze landed on the spatial ring.
Liu Yang was thrown to the back, landing on the floor. He clutches his left eye, feeling the blood gushing out.
He grins.
Luckily, this is merely a little scratch. An Immortal Pupils are extremely versatile and hard to be destroyed unlike normal pupils. Still, because his Primordial Truth Pupils are extremely sensitive, it is still uncomfortable to have your pupils just slashed at.
Jun Yanfu chuckles when he sees Liu Yang's condition, "Serve you right."
"Am I really your grandson?" Liu Yang can't help but asks as he climbs back to the chair.
"I really hope you are not." Jun Yanfu bluntly stated.
"Wow that's harsh." Liu Yang clicked his tongue as he sat down.
He pulls out a small bottle porcelain bottle. Opening it, he drops a few drops of green coloured liquid before applying it to his bleeding eye. To be more precise, his bleeding cheek.
In an instant, all the injuries is gone, not even leaving a mark.
Jun Yanfu takes a sip from his tea, his head turning to the side to see the bustling crowds on the lower floors.
"That ability that you just used. Was it the [ Heaven's Vision ] of the Primordial Truth Pupils?"
"Not really, however the soul art was inspired from the [ Heaven's Vision ] ability of my Primordial Truth Pupils." Liu Yang take a sip from his tea.
"It's a technique that I've invented." He added.
Well not exactly.
"Are you sure?" Jun Yanfu raised an eyebrow, not believing his words even for a little.
"It's a soul art that I got my hands on after destroying the Twelve Heavenly Martial Clans of the Martial Alchemy World." Liu Yang stated, "The technique was incomplete so using my comprehension of the pupilary techniques I was taught from my past life, I perfected the technique. Though I doubt it the technique surpassed the original technique."
No matter what, the Dragon Emperor's comprehension in the pupilary Dao is lacking.
Extremely lacking.
In fact, he hadn't even mastered any techniques given to him. Instead, those techniques are techniques that he had seen once and discarded after taking a glance once.
Using those same techniques, at least the minimum that he had learnt as a reference, he invented a new form of soul arts that focus on his pupils.
Jun Yanfu stood up and walks away.
Liu Yang follows him, walking up to his side..
"So, it's an inheritance that was left behind by the Pill Empress after she descent to that world many years ago." Jun Yanfu commented, with a nod.
"No wonder that they were capable of standing tall as the hegemons of that world for tens of thousands of years."
Of course, to most cultivators, tens of thousands of years is not that long.
Cultivators in the Imperial realm can live up to hundreds of thousands to even millions of years.
However, for the Twelve Heavenly Martial Clans were from a Lesser World, a world just above a Mortal World. Just a Foundational Builder expert is enough to destroy a Lesser World if they chose to.
The fact that they had existed for tens of thousands of years were already enough to gains some suspicion.
Now, to think that the reason for their sovereignty were actually because of the inheritance left behind by that woman.
"Still, you were quite ruthless to actually destroy all twelve of them." Jun Yanfu suddenly commented as they walks to the VIP room the VIP room.
As Liu Yang walks beside him, he suddenly halted on his tracks.
A figure brushed passed him, silent and cold.
For instance, just a second, their skins make a contact. The other party's fingers, brushes against his skin. Hot meeting cold, fire meeting fire, yang meeting yin.
Liu Yang's entire figure tremble, his bloodline feeling agitated.
Interesting.
So this is his future partner?
The blindfolded youth grinned, his sabre aura blazing.
Bai Lin's fingers subconsciously clenched into fist, forming a layer of frost around his arm. The sword he held in his other hand tremble in excitement.
This is rare.
Bai Lin's eyes turns even colder when he notices his sword trembling.
At this point, they have not even turn to see what the other party looks like.
Still, their hearts can't help but lit in a blazing intent to fight it all out.
"Hey kid, you coming?" Jun Yanfu's voice resounded in the distance.
Liu Yang smile, "Coming."
Bai Lin turns his head, staring at the blindfolded boy's departing figure.
The VIP room had been prepared for those with special status. Usually, only those who had purchased many good quality items or items from any auctions that were held on by the other branches of the Immortal Pavilion.
As for Liu Yang's current status, he naturally deserves the right to sat in this room.
The VIP rooms are quite lavish. On each of the VIP room, multiple chairs had been placed right in the middle of the room. Each walle are covered in black curtains that are adorned in golden embroidery.
As Liu Yang sat down, he can't help but grin.
Noticing his grin, Jun Yanfu's eyes turns serious, "Be careful of him."
Liu Yang turns to look at the middle aged man with 'excuse me?' look.
"I'm just saying. That Ice Forged Sword Prince has quite the reputation." Jun Yanfu stated.
"A reputation?"
"Hmm," Jun Yanfu nodded, "He once defeated a Core Disciple of the Dark Moon Palace."
The Dark Moon Palace, one of the Four Great Forces of the Profound Spirit Continent. While the Flaming Blade Sect is notorious for their fire and sabre cultivation, the Dark Moon Palace is well known for their ice and sword cultivation.
Liu Yang's ears perked up.
Both sects are also well known to be at odds with one another. It can't be helped, one is a sword sect while the other is a sabre sect.
"Just a core disciple of the Dark Moon Palace, it's nothing much." Liu Yang yawned in boredom.
Jun Yanfu shook his head.
"Your mastery in using your Primordial Truth Pupils are greatly lacking. If you want, I won't mind giving a favour p time to teach you how to properly use those pupils of yours." Jun Yanfu suddenly said, causing Liu Yang to raise an eyebrow as he turns to him.
Liu Yang fall into a deep thought.
The Truth clan is well known for their pupilary techniques. Jun Yanfu, being an expert already in the Imperial Realm means he is the best master to teach him the pupilary Dao.
"Of course that is if you are willing to pay me a favour."
Hearing his words, Liu Yang's lips curls into a frown.
"There is a Spiritual Realm that had just been found by some rouge cultivators. From our informations, the Spiritual Realm should be formed after a Fire Essence Crystal starts gaining consciousness and in order to protect itself, it had caused a spatial distortion, creating a realm, an ecosystem of it's own in order to protect itself."
"All you need to do is to bring me back the Fire Essence Crystal."
As he heard this, Liu Yang's ears perked up.
A Spiritual Realm.
A Spiritual Realm forming in a Profound World such as the Skyfall World.
A Spiritual Realm is not exactly that rare. Once any inanimate objects are exposed to spiritual Qi for a period - really long - time, the inanimate objects may have the chance of developing their own spirituality. Once they developed enough spirituality, there is a small chances of them distorting the surrounding space to create a small pocket dimension
These pocket dimensions are known as Spiritua Realm.
"So, how many will be there? I hope you'll hire a good Geomancer for this Spiritual Realm." Liu Yang can't help but stated.
The boy leans his body against back the backrest, stretching his body.
His hand stretched, grabbing a handful of peanuts from the bowl on the small round table beside him and starts eating.
Jun Yanfu chuckles, "Don't worry, I already have a good one in mind."
"Really? Who?"
"You."
Liu Yang suddenly coughed, causing one of the peanuts to be stucked on his throat.
The servant nearby immediately rush to him with a glass of water in hand.
"Geomancers relies heavily on their Rune Compass. I don't even have one"
"Are you an idiot? Your Primordial Truth Pupils are many times, even thousands of times better than any Rune Compass out there."