
Ling Tian and Long Yuan walked leisurely towards the building of the Treasure Pavilion, where the grand crossbreed was held.
They both enjoyed the hustle and bustle. Different types of human faces gather together in one place for a resource.
Many people from outside the Wei Empire also took part in the fight for the immortal white grapes. A wide variety of forces ranging from individuals to groups like sects, whether white or black, all converged in one place, Cloud City.
Ling Tian also saw that there were some people he had known as well as the members of the Yi Clan present. But wearing a black mask half a face no one recognized him at all.
"Hm.. I smell Brother Wei here! Out brother! I know you're hiding!" said Long Yuan.
Zheep!
"Ahaha.. Indeed the smell of the little blue worm can not be underestimated at all!" wei Hun said after emerging from the void.
"Damn you Wei's brother! Don't you say those words again!" grumbled Long Yuan.
"Oohs.. Senior greetings Wei. You came too apparently!" said Ling Tian smiling widely.
"of course! Who wouldn't want to attend this grand feast of yours! Hahaha." said Wei Hun.
"So senior Wei knew that this auction was in an uproar because of us?" asked Ling Tian.
"of course! There was no history of immortal fruits existing in this Sky Continent. But from the aura that little is left of you, I'm sure the immortal fruit is yours!" wi Hun replied confidently.
"Huhahh.. There is nothing we can hide from senior Wei," Ling Tian sighed.
"Oiya senior Wei. Come with us all. We already have the auction entry card!" he continued to take Wei Hun.
"Well" Wei Hun replied.
Wei Hun finally decided to follow Ling Tian and Long Yuan. Actually Wei Hun already had a VIP entry card on behalf of the Imperial Ancestor of Wei. He originally came as well because he wanted the immortal fruit to be able to break through the power above the Diamond Swordsman realm, yet he did not expect that the immortal fruit belonged to the boy he trained for these two and a half years.
The three of them finally arrived in front of the Treasure Pavilion building. There was a very long queue like a dragon traversing uncircled.
However, Manager Ma Huang was not a fool who did not recognize the aura of Ling Tian and Long Yuan. He and the other old man quickly came to the three newly arrived people and greeted them very kindly making the other visitors from different directions of the continent whisper.
"Who are those three people, even Pavilion Leader Ma Rong and Manager Ma Huang themselves who welcomed him themselves?"
"I don't know! Especially from the two people wearing masks!"
"But they look so young?"
"You're right! Out of half the faces they looked, they did indeed look quite young! Yet it was astonishing, to the point of making the leader of Ma Rong welcome him personally! Even before His Majesty Emperor Sujin did not get the rights like those three people!"
"Could it be that they are from a group hidden behind the screens of the Treasure Pavilion?"
"Maybe!"
Ling Tian, Long Yuan and Wei Hun did not comment on the rants of the other visitors. He focused on seeing two middle-aged men walking in a hurry heading towards them to give an arrival welcome.
"Welcome back to our Pavilion gentlemen!" said Ma Huan.
"Ah.. Welcome back Manager Ma! Looks like the auction party will be very lively!" ling Tian said honestly.
"Haha.. Young master could have! Oiya, meet Ma Rong, the central leader of the Treasure Pavilion in the central region!" manager Ma introduced the leader.
"Oohs.. Greetings to the leader Ma Rong!" ling Tian said kindly.
"Greetings young master. I've heard a lot about the young master from Ma Huang. But before that, it was so disrespectful to us that our guest of honor was left standing here and not invited in! Let's young master, gentlemen!" take Ma Rong.
"Ahaha... All right. let's-let's go!" said Ling Tian.