The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 195: Going to the Auction
Sunday, 11 July 2021
Together with Mo Fefei, he went to Lebak Naga in the morning before sunrise, so that they could get there faster, and quickly return as well. He knew that the dragon there had not completely recovered, because if it had recovered, it would have helped him to take care of the chaos in the Huaxia Mainland from a long time ago.
To get there itself only takes two hours, and their arrival is still quite early, but already many tourists who wake up from their sleep.
Mo Lian who had already reached there instantly opened the space gap by unshaking the Spiritual Sword, then entered the gap without waiting for long.
"It's noon here?" Mo Fefei observed the surroundings.
"Son, how long does it take to get there?" mo Fefei asked looking at Mo Lian to his right.
Mo Lian continued flying straight while embracing Mo Fefei's waist. "It might be a day, but it seems like he's also moving when we come, so it'll only take you an hour or two to meet."
Mo Fefei was very curious about the dragon that Mo Lian told him about last night before going to bed, which was why he was so excited, and wanted to quickly get to meet.
Mo Lian turned her head to look at Mo Fefei from the side, then smiled faintly. He could not keep up with Mo Fefei's endless spirit, even more so with the new thing he was eager to know. But he couldn't do anything, because it was only one year Mo Fefei could do whatever he liked.
The journey continues and meets many monsters on the mainland. Mo Lian let the monster continue to exist, and let it expand, then he would use it as a training ground by the members of Dongfangzhi Sect.
However if it was to practice, it seemed that he preferred at the Cliffs of Shiuhai which were closer than Chengdu City.
Time continued to run until it did not feel like two hours had passed, and not far away Mo Lian, a blue dragon was seen flying towards her.
It only takes a few minutes for the two to see each other.
"Master, have you allowed the Servant to get out of here?"
Mo Fefei was speechless with his mouth open, unable to believe what he had heard earlier. Her sister? To be the master of the dragon? It was something he had never thought of.
Mo Lian nodded her head. "Right, I'll get you out of here, but change your appearance to human."
"All right." A deep blue light emanated from the dragon, which then began to slowly shrink.
When the light dimmed and disappeared, there was a long blue-haired youth, sharp eyebrows like a sword with delicate eyes. Wearing blue, white vest.
"If you may know, other than to bring the Servant out. Is there any other business?" The young man cupped his hands together towards Mo Lian.
"I want to build a Profound Ark, but with my current strength, it's too time consuming, which is why I came and asked you to help me."
The dragon named Lan Zhuan Shen gasped, then asked worriedly, "Ap-Is it okay? Perhaps the strength of the Servant had almost recovered back to the level of the Immortal Dao, but the Servant did not understand at all about making the Profound Ark."
Mo Lian smiled faintly in response to Lan Zhuan Shen's words. He himself knew that the dragon in front of him did not groan about the Forging Profession, because inside the Space Ring he received more pills and talismans. "No problem, you just need to help me with spiritual energy."
Spiritual energy? Lan Zhuan Shen tilted his head cluelessly for a moment, before he finally recalled about the arrangement of spiritual energy that could have an effect on a forging material.
"All right." Lan Zhuan Shen slightly bowed his body by cupping both hands.
Lan Zhuan Shen turned his head to the right, looked at Mo Fefei, then returned to Mo Lian. "Sir, who is he?"
"He's my brother."
Lan Zhuan Shen gasped, then lowered his head. "Greetings, Miss."
Mo Fefei gave a small nod, then moved behind Mo Lian to hide.
After a brief introduction, the three people moved towards the place where Mo Lian had come, and to go there only took a matter of minutes as it was carried by Lan Zhuan Shen.
Mo Fefei was very eager to stop by the city, but his intention was not stopped because he did not have time to exchange money that was in accordance with this country. Using a digital wallet is also not a way out, because not all places have such a payment system.
Thus, Mo Fefei's intention of walking around was delayed first, and would come back later along with Yue Xin Mei during the long holiday.
On the way home, Mo Lian recounted the events of the past three months that had happened in China.
Mo Lian only smiled faintly not to bother about it, as he himself did not expect that the plans carried out by the God Revolution Alliance had occurred simultaneously with Deus-Techno, even more so one month faster than it should have been.
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Saturday, 16 July 2021
The long-awaited day had finally arrived, the day where the auction in Beijing City was finally implemented.
The auction this time was very different from the auction that had happened, it was because the top priority this time was for the Fighters. Even if you are the richest man and have power in politics, but not a Warrior, then that person will be temporarily ignored, and then reevaluated, whether it is appropriate to attend the auction.
In traveling to Beijing City itself many choose to use the air, but not using planes or helicopters, but fly using their original strength.
Anyone who could fly in the sky, then that person was already instantly able to enter the auction event without having to go through any troublesome procedures.
Then for the Meiliafei Company and Dongfangzhi Sect, it has the authority to send as many people as it wishes to attend the auction, but it still has to show identification. It was for just anyone to be able to handle the name of coming from both of these powers.
On the courtyard of the building, there were already many gathered various Fighters in their own clothes, and kept coming. Until their attention was diverted to the southwest, which came from Chengdu City.
It could be seen that five different colored lights were flying at high speed towards the Beiyang Hotel, where the auction took place more than eight months ago.
The group of five people led by Mo Lian landed amidst a crowd of people who were having talks about their respective martial arts.
Mo Lian herself came to Beijing City along with Mo Fefei, Qin Nian, Yun Ning and Lan Zhuan Shen who were in the back row.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Qin Nian as well as Yun Ning, and ignored Mo Lian who was leading the way.
"Let's see, there's a Huaxia Star, Yun Ning. I don't know if he is a Warrior, even more so at Wu-Sheng's level!"
"It's not just that, even Qin Nian, the Young Miss of the Qin Family who is from Chengdu City is also a Warrior and is at the Wu-Sheng level!"
"Then, is the young man in front of the two a Fighter? I did not feel any internal energy from his body. But for some reason, I'm like a little familiar with faces, it's just that I don't remember ever seeing where."
Finally everyone's attention began to turn to Mo Lian, and no one recognized her, despite feeling a little familiar with Mo Lian's face.
"Omong empty! Wasn't the auction this time only specializing in Fighters?! Then why are there ordinary people here?!" One of them shouted. That person was a short black-haired youth, wearing a brown-colored outfit that exposed half his chest, and carrying a large sword on his back.
A commotion ensued as everyone was provoked by the young man's words, making Lan Zhuan Shen feel extremely annoyed to want to kill him, but was stopped by Mo Lian.
"Stop, or die!" The short-haired youth shouted asking Mo Lian to stop. He gritted his teeth in annoyance as Mo Lian heeded his warning. "Saw***! I killed you!" He took out his greatsword, and jumped about to attack Mo Lian.
Mo Lian stopped her footsteps as the young man who felt dozens of meters to his right was jumping. He was just completely motionless from where he was standing, but just as the great sword was about to hit his scalp, time suddenly stopped.
"Stop." Mo Lian said softly and casually.
The movements of the young man who attacked Mo Lian came to a halt and floated in empty air, leaving anyone who saw him shocked with wide eyes.
"Dead."
Duarr!
The young man exploded into a blood mist without leaving even the slightest trace, even his greatsword had also disappeared.
Mo Lian ignored the gazes of the eyes of everyone who was staring at her in horror. He reached into his pants pocket, and took out a gold-colored token, which was a sign belonging to the Patriarch, bearing the words ' ⁇ ' or Dongfangzhi.
"Mo Lian, the Patriarch of the Dongfangzhi Sect came to attend the auction!"
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