"I know some of you doubt my words, but the secrets of the Evil Curse Altar cannot be elaborated here. Please weigh it yourselves. Moreover, I must state in advance that while the Evil Curse Altar is certainly a sharp weapon for killing, its dangers are immense. Most of its past owners have, for some reason, suffered great misfortune, either perishing or being severely injured. Only those with great fortune can control this treasure. I urge prepared Cultivators to participate in the auction. Now, let the auction begin, with a starting price of six million Spirit Stones, and the increments are up to you!" Mu Qingfeng spoke frankly, without any concealment, stating the pros and cons, and announced the start.

The crowd below looked at each other, and for a moment, no one made a bid.

Mu Qingfeng was not concerned and looked towards the various boxes on the fifth floor.

Bai Yuan, Long Yuhuan, and Zhu Yu were already excited when they heard the name "Evil Curse Altar". At this moment, without exception, they all got up, their eyes fixed on that treasure.

The only one not interested, on the contrary, was Nan Shangfeng.

"I didn't expect that the finale treasure of this auction would be it," Bai Yuan murmured to himself.

"Wasn't it said that this treasure was long destroyed in the last demon horde war on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range? How could it appear again?" Zhu Yu also found it hard to believe and communicated with the others via sound transmission.

"That was merely a rumor. I heard from my master that those who participated in that great battle were all cursed, including the previous owner, and all perished in battle. The Evil Curse Altar vanished since then. Unexpectedly, after all these years, it surfaced in the hands of Dongji Palace," Long Yuhuan shook his head and said.

Yuan Ming, through the Circular Light Technique, observed Long Yuhuan and the others, showing a look of surprise.

Judging by their appearance, it seemed they all recognized this so-called "Evil Curse Altar".

He sent a sound transmission to inquire Nan Shangfeng, who didn't know, and only after asking Zhu Yu did he learn that the origin of the Evil Curse Altar was unknown, first appearing in a small assassin organization, "Blood Clothes Building", on the Central Continent.

With this treasure, Blood Clothes Building quickly rose from an unknown small force, becoming one of the top assassin organizations on the Central Continent in just a few hundred years.

After rapid expansion, Blood Clothes Building acted recklessly and eventually provoked Taixuan Sect by assassinating an important member.

In a fit of rage, Taixuan Sect dispatched several Dharma manifestation beings and dozens of Returning to Void Cultivators in one fell swoop, wiping out Blood Clothes Building, but the Evil Curse Altar mysteriously disappeared.

Subsequently, the Evil Curse Altar appeared several times. Those who obtained it shone brightly for a while on the Central Continent but soon encountered misfortune.

The last owner of this altar was a Demon Hunting Cultivator from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, who once single-handedly hunted a Level 6 demon beast, gaining great fame from it.

However, during the last demon horde outbreak, he was besieged by a large number of demon beasts. It's unknown what method he used, but before his death, he cursed to death all Cultivators and demon beasts within a radius of several hundred miles, taking them with him.

After that, the Evil Curse Altar mysteriously vanished again until it reappeared now.

After hearing all this, Yuan Ming finally realized and looked at the altar on the auction platform, seemingly tempted.

"The curse power contained within this altar is quite formidable. I advise you not to get any ideas. This item is more harmful than beneficial to you in your current state." An empty voice suddenly rang out, then went silent again, seemingly busy refining treasure and taking a moment to remind Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming pondered in his heart, finally deciding to heed the advice of the void and relinquish the idea of bidding.

While Yuan Ming chose not to buy, others fiercely competed.

"Six million Spirit Stones." A voice rang out, belonging to Zhu Yu.

"Six million three hundred thousand." Long Yuhuan also joined in.

"Six million five hundred thousand." Bai Yuan also participated.

The few of them contested with each other, and surprisingly, Zhu Yu slightly won, suppressing Long Yuhuan and Bai Yuan with nine million seven hundred thousand.

The entire Ten Thousand Treasure Tower fell into a brief silence.

Bai Yuan frowned, his face showing a rare look of dilemma.

He forced himself to speak, "Fellow Daoist Long, it's my fault for being too reckless earlier, having bought too many things, and now I no longer have enough Spirit Stones to compete with Zhu Yu."

"No problem, auctions are about both strength and luck. Although this treasure is indeed tempting, it's not to the point of being absolutely necessary. Since it's already overvalued, there's no need for us to unnecessarily waste Spirit Stones," Long Yuhuan shook his head and replied.

"Nine million seven hundred thousand, is there no one to offer a higher bid?" Mu Qingfeng asked.

The Ten Thousand Treasure Tower was quiet, almost everyone glancing around, holding a wait-and-see attitude, hoping someone would raise the bid higher, but no one did.

Mu Qingfeng glanced around, and seeing no one continued bidding, intended to announce the result.

"I bid ten million Spirit Stones." But just as he opened his mouth, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the venue.

"This person can actually come up with ten million Spirit Stones!" Jin Chen and Long Yuhuan also observed the black-robed person through the black Round Mirror, showing surprised expressions.

Although they were important figures in White Emperor City and Heavenly Dragon Hall and were valued by their Sects, with access to considerable resources, they still couldn't casually produce so many Spirit Stones.

"Eleven million!" Zhu Yu's eyes scanned the person repeatedly, gritting his teeth to quote again.

"Twelve million!" The black-robed person's tone didn't fluctuate at all.

Zhu Yu wished to continue, but lacking funds, he was ultimately forced to give up.

In the end, the Evil Curse Altar landed in the hands of the mysterious black-robed person.

A five-hundred-year Ten Thousand Treasure Tower auction concluded perfectly, and Cultivators in the venue began to leave one after another.

Bai Yuan, Long Yuhuan, Zhu Yu, and others reconvened in Jin Chen's box, with Nan Shangfeng also brought over.

"So, have the personnel arrangements been made?" Jin Chen asked.

"Don't worry, I've arranged people to track them," said Ouyang Qiang.

"Have you found out their identities?" Bai Yuan asked.

"The thick-browed Taoist, whose Dao Name is Wang Fan, is a quite renowned loose cultivator from the East Sea, with cultivation at the late stage of Returning Void. However, he has always been reclusive, rarely coming out, so it's unlikely," Ouyang Qiang replied.

"Regardless of whether he is or not, the tracking must not be relaxed," Jin Chen said.

"That goes without saying. As for the young man with a mole under his chin, we haven't been able to dig out his background; the fluctuation of cultivation on him seems like the early stage of Returning Void, which doesn't match Yuan Ming's identity but is indeed suspicious," Ouyang Qiang nodded.

"Lastly, the black-robed man managed to produce 12 million Spirit Stones, which doesn't seem like an ordinary cultivator. Should we also have someone check him out?" Zhu Yu asked with a slightly discontent voice.

"This person made a normal bid and has no connection with Yuan Ming and Yun Luo Fairy, so there's no need to stir up more trouble," Ouyang Qiang shook his head.

"Indeed, the most important thing now is to find Yuan Ming and Yun Luo Fairy," Jin Chen agreed.

Zhu Yu snorted and said no more.

"Wang Fan Taoist and that young man have left! We should split into two groups to follow them, observe their actions, and then decide whether to keep tracking or directly capture," Ouyang Qiang said, eyeing outside.

"I'll go with Fellow Daoist Bai to follow the young man with a mole," Long Yuhuan spoke first.

Hearing this, Jin Chen said, "Then I'll go with Palace Master Ouyang to follow Wang Fan Taoist."

Zhu Yu glanced at Nan Shangfeng, waiting for him to speak.

But the latter was absent-minded, as if he didn't hear their conversation at all.

"Young Master Nan, which one should we chase?" Zhu Yu reminded him.

"Any will do. You can decide fully; my people are at your disposal. I won't go," Nan Shangfeng yawned and remarked indifferently.

"Master, don't forget the instructions of Master Tantai," Zhu Yu whispered.

"You have arranged everything so thoroughly, those two definitely can't fly away. Whether there's one more person or less capturing them, what difference does it make? Besides, I have to rush backstage to settle the account for the Profound Sun Earth Fire I bought. If they think I can't afford it and ran away, where should I place my face?" Nan Shangfeng waved his hand and left the private room.

"Young Master Nan acts so casually, my apologies to everyone," Zhu Yu said with an unpleasant expression, then apologized to the others.

"Haha, Brother Nan is genuine like this. We're truly enough to track Wang Fan Taoist and that young man," Jin Chen chuckled.

Long Yuhuan remained expressionless, never glancing at Nan Shangfeng from start to finish.

Afterwards, Long Yuhuan and Bai Yuan, accompanied by Zhu Yu, went to follow the traces to track the young man with a mole.

Meanwhile, Jin Chen took Ouyang Qiang to track Wang Fan Taoist.

...

Backstage at the auction, the huge Crystal Stone sealing the Profound Sun Earth Fire was currently in a white Great Array, surprisingly reduced to nearly half its size.

Strands of white light from the Array were injected into the Crystal Stone as the seal on the Crystal Stone slowly recovered.

"So this is the reason you didn't immediately give this Profound Sun Earth Fire to me earlier," Nan Shangfeng said, looking at the scene before him.

"Exactly. The Profound Sun Earth Fire can burn anything. Before it's completely subdued, it can only be sealed using the Array. Young Master must take this Array along with the Profound Sun Earth Fire. It's heard that Young Master owns the Space Spiritual Treasure, Void Palace, so it shouldn't be a problem," Mu Qingfeng stood at the side, speaking.

"Of course." Nan Shangfeng flicked his sleeve, enveloping the Array in a white light.

"Young Master, please wait a moment, I'll immediately have someone transfer the Array to your Space Spiritual Treasure..." Mu Qingfeng hurriedly said upon seeing this.

"No need, that would be too cumbersome," Nan Shangfeng shook his head.

With a loud "boom," both the Array and the Crystal Stone inside disappeared, along with a large piece of the nearby ground.

A several-foot-deep pit appeared before them, causing the entire Ten Thousand Treasure Tower to quake.

"Here, are the Spirit Stones. The extra can be considered compensation to the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower," Nan Shangfeng tossed a Storage Bag to Mu Qingfeng and walked away.

Mu Qingfeng smiled wryly, using Divine Sense to probe the Storage Bag and nodded.

Nan Shangfeng quickly left the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, disappearing into the bustling crowd.

At this moment, inside a nearby inn, two graceful figures leaned by the window, the red-skirted and green-clad women from the auction.

The green-clad woman held a Brass Ancient Mirror, inside which appeared a scene identical to East Extreme Island—buildings, roads, even the people on the streets—with perfect synchronous facial expressions, as though it were another real world.

The green-clad woman pinched a technique gesture, shifting the perspective inside the mirror to display Jin Chen and others tracking Wang Fan Taoist and the situation of the young man with a mole.

"How is it? Any findings?" the red-skirted woman asked.

"Not yet for now, but it's not over," the green-clad woman stared at the Brass Ancient Mirror intently, not looking away for a second.

"Then let's wait and see," the red-skirted woman nodded, replying.

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