Time flew by quickly, and more than two years passed in a blink of an eye. During this time, he first took the Marrow Cleansing Pill he obtained from Old Mu. After refining it for a few days, his body discharged a large amount of impurities. Now, Zhang Ling's cultivation has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining. Although he could continue to cultivate, he doesn't have much time left and cannot break through again in a short period. He turned to practicing spells. He became more skilled in using spells like Quicksand Technique, Wind Blade Technique, and several Wood attribute spells. When Zhang Ling left the cave and walked onto the streets of Falling Star City again, he couldn't help but sigh. After wandering around Falling Star City, he noticed that the city was more crowded than it was two years ago, with many more cultivators. Moreover, these people were generally quite strong. They were also here for the Nine Great Sects' recruitment convention. Soon after, he went to Guangyuan Trading Company again. Inside Guangyuan Trading Company, Old Mu looked even older than he did two years ago. However, he still greeted him with a smile. "Little friend Zhang, it's been two years. Your cultivation has improved significantly." "Haha, just a lucky breakthrough. Is little Yan'er not here?"
"A lot of cultivators have come to the city recently, so this girl has gone to wander around the market." Fighting between cultivators is strictly prohibited in Falling Star City, so Old Mu wasn't worried about Yan'er being in danger. "This junior was in seclusion for a while and came specifically to ask you about recent news." "Is that so? Recently, there have been many more cultivators in Falling Star City, including rogue cultivators and disciples from various families. Falling Star City is currently a mixed bag." Old Mu stroked his beard and told Zhang Ling about some recent events in Falling Star City. Basically, the number of cultivators has increased recently, and the city's control has become stricter. There was also news that several shops in the inner city would jointly hold an auction in half a month. This news made Zhang Ling's eyes light up, as if he saw his interest. Old Mu laughed and introduced the auction to him. The inner city holds auctions every once in a while. This auction will be even grander. Every time the Blazing Flame Valley opens, it attracts a large number of cultivators. The inner city's business alliance will take this opportunity to hold an auction. The items that appear are mostly useful to cultivators going to the Blazing Flame Valley. The Blazing Flame Valley is constantly burning with heavenly fire, and the temperature is extremely high. Qi Refining cultivators cannot stay for long, otherwise they will be infected with fire poison. Each time the Blazing Flame Valley opens, it lasts for ten days. If you don't prepare corresponding treasures, it will be difficult to retreat unscathed. After receiving this news, Zhang Ling bid farewell and left. He also needed to prepare these things. Before leaving, Old Mu gave him a wooden box, saying it was a gift for him. Old Mu did this for Yan'er. This old man actually said that Mu Xiaoyan was also going to the Blazing Flame Valley. Zhang Ling was a little surprised. However, Old Mu had already made up his mind. After Zhang Ling accepted the wooden box, he agreed to the old man that if he had the ability, he would definitely take care of Yan'er. Back at the cave, Zhang Ling opened the wooden box. Inside were two items: a black jade slip and a pale white transparent mask. The mask was the magical artifact that Old Mu used to hide his identity. It was a special magical artifact that could change a cultivator's appearance. The jade slip recorded a secret technique called Blood Refinement Transformation Technique. According to Old Mu, this was a secret technique of the Blood Bone Sect, which he had obtained by chance. This secret technique was a type of blood path secret technique. After successful cultivation, it could control the blood energy in the body to change the body's shape. Although this secret technique could only deceive cultivators of the same level, it could also be useful in some special situations. However, Zhang Ling was going to participate in the auction, so it could come in handy.
Zhang Ling picked up the jade slip and began to study the Blood Refinement Transformation Technique. As he studied, he couldn't help but admire the strangeness of this secret technique. Fortunately, this was just a simple blood refinement secret technique, and it was not difficult to learn. It took him seven or eight days to learn this secret technique. When the Blood Refinement Transformation Technique was used, it put a bit of a burden on the physical body. With his current cultivation, he could only maintain it for more than ten hours. After that, if he wanted to use it again, he would have to wait a whole day to recover. Fortunately, the burden was not large, and it did not damage the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, so he could attack at will. This little side effect was nothing. Zhang Ling used this secret technique to change his appearance and put on the disguise mask. His figure turned into a tall, strong man with a full beard. Then, in this guise, he wandered around the market, occasionally buying a few low-level spiritual talismans. In the next two days, Zhang Ling changed his appearance several times and entered several shops in the inner city. While buying a large number of spiritual talismans and other items, he sold the monster materials he had accumulated before. At the same time, he also sold a batch of pills he had refined, exchanging them for a large number of spiritual stones to prepare for the upcoming auction. ... That evening, Zhang Ling used the secret technique to transform into a chubby figure, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, and disguised himself as a wealthy young master. Looking at the brightly lit seven-story building in front, this was the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, and the auction was being held today. The pavilion in front was very lively, with cultivators entering and exiting in twos and threes. Zhang Ling walked over and took out a white jade token. Holding the jade token, he walked in without any hindrance. The jade token was the entry and exit pass for the auction. One jade token cost thirty spiritual stones, which could buy a low-grade magical artifact, but here it was just a pass. Just the jade tokens for entering and exiting the auction could earn the auctioneer a lot of spiritual stones, which showed the power of the force. As soon as he entered the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, a beautiful palace-dressed woman greeted him and led him to the auction venue. After passing through several corridors, the palace-dressed woman led him downwards. Although he was doubtful, Zhang Ling didn't ask much. Soon, they arrived at a red door. Pushing open the door, Zhang Ling saw the auction venue, which was actually an underground building. The place where he appeared was a corner of a circular corridor, with many small rooms on both sides. The entire auction venue was like an inverted cone. There were circles of corridors all around. Judging from its scale, it could accommodate five or six thousand cultivators. This showed the financial strength of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. At this moment, most of the compartments on the circular corridor were occupied by cultivators. Many people were talking in low voices. At the bottom of the corridor was a ten-foot-high white jade platform, with two red lanterns floating beside it, illuminating an area. Presumably, that was where the treasures would be displayed. There were no dead spots there, allowing all cultivators to view the auctioned items. Zhang Ling took the jade token and found his room. The room had no door and was only two zhang in size. There was a moonstone inlaid in the top of the compartment, and the soft light illuminated the inside brightly. There were also some auspicious cloud paintings on the walls, which were vivid and beautiful under the illumination of the moonstone. Inside, there was only a wooden table and two chairs, which had already been placed with several plates of spiritual fruits and pastries, as well as a pot of spiritual tea. There was still an hour before the auction started. Zhang Ling walked straight to a chair and sat down, closing his eyes to rest. For this auction, he had prepared five or six thousand spiritual stones. He didn't know if he could buy what he needed.