The Legend of the Eternal King
Wang Xuemin's

The auction participants as a whole had left the hall. They come out scattering like ants dispersed from their nests.

Participants who occupied the VVIP room, they exited the special door the guild provided.

Each participant who won the auction item was obliged to keep his own treasure. If it has exited the gate of the building hall.

So the auction party is not responsible if there is a robbery or blackmail.

Xia He and Chen Li had left the auction hall. They were tightly escorted by Wang Lan's people until they reached the sect.

Wang Lan also prepared some extremely powerful experts to protect and supervise the entourage.

In order to keep his promise to Mao Yu, the hidden experts would continue to guard for the next five years.

The Wang Clan was one of the largest clans in the fifth world. His strength dominated primarily in terms of economy, due to his position in the central stewardship of the Night Lily Guild.

Mao Yu remained in room number five with Little Kong who was sleeping on the table.

The sound of knocking on the door was very slow. The guild's item appraiser Grand Master as well as the clan's first elder, Wang Xuemin entered Mao Yu's room.

Mao Yu invited Wang Xuemin to sit down.

"Your request is too generous young master, if there is anything else please convey to me." Wang Xuemin said.

"I want information, where is the place related to the soul? Or a sect or clan that is an expert in soul cultivation?" Mao Yu said.

Wang Xuemin's conjecture turned out to be just right. It turned out that this master in front of him was a soul practitioner.

"For a clan as well as a sect, I've heard they exist in the top ten worlds."

"They occupy a higher world because of how powerful they are. So far in the lower world there is no place that has a special sign of soul." Wang Xuemin.

Mao Yu thought, even very rare in the Cloud Mist World cultivators were experts in soul processing.

Mao Yu had intended that perhaps he could find the resources to break through his bottleneck somewhere, yet it still seemed to be filled with challenges again ahead.

He could not continue to rely on Bai Kong.

The key to his independence lies in the third realm of his cultivation method. This realm is called the physical soul, focusing on the structure and strength of the body. Allowing Mao Yu to have a body like an immortal.

He could fight directly relying on his own true potential when dealing with powerful enemies.

"So that's it ?" Mao Yu sighed.

"Even soul-related items are extremely rare. Even when I discussed with the guild appraiser in the upper world. We hardly ever see him."

"If there is any circulating it is low quality. The impact was insignificant for strong cultivators. Only useful for cultivators whose realm is still low."

Mao Yu was slightly surprised as well as interested in Wang Xuemin's exposure. Why in this world there are almost no good items related to the soul.

"What was once rare or how ?" Mao Yu was curious.

"According to the records from the beginning written, items like this are indeed very rare. It says almost nothing." Wang Xuemin looked like he was remembering.

"Then what about clans or sects that have soul abilities in the upper world ?" Mao Yu continued the question.

"They occupied an area where they could develop soul power. The area includes a tomb, and ruins." Wang Xuemin replied.

Mao Yu then silently pondered for quite a while. It seemed that what he was looking for was not in this world.

And it also seems to have been quite playful in the fifth world. Time to decide to go home soon.

"Your clan will be headed for glory. In the future and be careful in choosing parties in the future. If you're on the wrong side. Your free struggle will be in vain."

Wang Xuemin trembled slightly, Mao Yu's sentence was not a threat sentence. But he felt his body cold.

Oh, young master gave us an advice and a warning.

Wang Xuemin then thought briefly. What will happen in the future?

Then he immediately put it aside. He nodded, thanked her and left the room.

Wang Xuemin was still digesting the discussion they had done. He stood leaning against the door of room number five.

"INN IINNNIII......"

Wang Xuemin nodded and jumped in shock. As an appraiser he had a high sensitivity to energy and change.

He found in his perception a huge ripple from inside room number five.

It was only short-lived. But enough to make Wang Xuemin's legs limp. He immediately slumped sitting crushed with his legs shaking.

Wang Xuemin's hand immediately held firmly both knees intending to forbid her from shaking.

But alas, the vibration was very strong. His hand that was holding also shuddered up to his shoulder.

"Portal space...."

His mind is still empty.

The portal when opened will ruin everything around it. If done inside the VVIP room will definitely destroy the room itself and also some rooms next to it.

This happens because the energy is very rough. And space rips will definitely have an effect on various things around it.

This time, however, the energy was very subtle. Even the Watcher or top master would never know the space tear had opened here.

Wang Xuemin was able to detect due to an extremely rare innate ability. A talent that he continued to develop until he assumed the position as an item appraiser in the guild.

Wang Xuemin tried to win himself until it took quite a long time, until finally he was strong enough to stand up.

He then knocked on room five quietly. He waited for 15 minutes for no answer from the inside.

He repeated it again knocking on the door slowly. Waiting for an answer from within. He did the same thing again and again for the fifth time.

He finally opened the door with his own hands.

He saw that the room had been empty, Mao Yu and the little monkey had disappeared.

Wang Xuemin looked at the paper still in the same corner as he left the room.

Position the pen in the same place. Fruits of small monkey bite marks scattered on the floor in the exact same position.

Same with all the furniture in it. Everything did not change position even shifted a little not.

Wang Xuemin finally closed his eyes. His fear arose and began to circulate throughout his five senses.

Making a space tear without resulting in energy fluctuations and chaos all around. Almost no one can do it in this world. The young master was an expert of an expert emperor.

With such strength, the Wang Clan could be uprooted as easily as lifting grass from the ground.

Fortunately, we were right from the beginning. Otherwise, this very second the Wang Clan would become history.

Wang Xuemin let out a long sigh.