Looking at the loud and fully filled auction house below her, Xia Xinyun slightly smiled, hearing another large bid on one of the items.

'This Auction has already made a profit,' thought Xia Xinyun, looking at the remaining half of the items she had prepared with a smile on her face.

"I should be able to obtain some more Fire Essence Pills," mumbled Xia Xinyun, already thinking about how to spend the profits from this auction.

After Xia Xinyun had taken over the Myriad Heaven Auction House from her grandfather, she managed to earn a large amount of wealth in every single auction.

Even increasing the profit further than her grandfather.

But rather surprisingly, Xia Xinyun never accumulated any wealth, always spending it on either the auction house, or on cultivation resources for herself.

Because of this, in the past three thousand years, Xia Xinyun had transformed from a newcomer at the True Awakening realm to someone almost at the peak of this realm.

'If I use the Fire Essence pills, I should be able to reach the peak of the True Awakening realm,' thought Xia Xinyun, now looking at the auction that was taking place below her.

Suddenly, a large smile appeared on Xia Xinyun's face.

"Hopefully, things don't go out of control," mumbled Xia Xinyun as she stared at a man that had just entered the auction house, and was staying in the crowd alongside the weak cultivators.

Looking at the greedy eyes of the man, Xia Xinyun smiled, and began waiting, and at the same time, silently beginning to control the formation's around the auction house.

Suddenly, the man erupted with the full might of his overwhelming Minor Trancendace cultivator, before suddenly flying towards a certain rusty ring on the stage.

Thankfully for the antlike cultivators next to him, several barriers appeared around them, shielding them from being crushed to death by the aura of the middle-aged man.

After all, although you have a lot of food, throwing away still fresh bread was not something you should do.

Suddenly, several thousand chain's suddenly launched themselves toward the middle-aged man, the chains seemingly ignored the protective Qi of the man, holding him in place.

Merely a few moments later, the man disappeared from everyone's view, as the formations captured him.

"Distinguished guests, allow me to apologize to you all, compensation will soon be delivered to your private rooms," said Xia Xinyun as she appeared on the stage.

"Miss Xia you shouldn't worry, this Demon cultivator has given me even more confidence in the auction house, maybe next time I don't even need to come here at all, I can send my disciple on my behalf and not be worried about his safety," said an old voice from the highest floor of the auction house.

After this, dozens or more voices began speaking up, most of them defending the auction house.

"Very well-distinguished guests, let the auction continue," said Xia Xinyun before disappearing from the stage.

This small conflict did not have any effect on the auction, rather, it seemed to have made it even more lively, especially one item.

A rusty ring that was found in a secret realm, although the Myriad Heaven Auction house could not find its use, its extreme durability, alongside the fact that a Minor Trancendace cultivator risked so much to obtain it caused a lot of attention to be focused on the ring.

Eventually, the ring was obtained by a young Minor Trancendance cultivator at an exaggerated price.

...

Walking inside of a secret room in the auction house, Xia Xinyun met two cultivators, the middle-aged man from before, alongside an old man.

Rather surprisingly, the middle-aged man did not seem to be restrained in any way.

"Uncle, I hope you forgive me if the formation harmed you, I had to be convincing," said Xia Xinyun as she looked at the middle-aged man, at the same time, Xia Xinyun took out a small spatial ring from her robe, handing it to her uncle.

"Don't worry, I'm much tougher than you think, but it seems like I have stayed in this place far too long, I have to go now," said the middle-aged man, before stepping into the teleportation formation, disappearing from the room.

"Was the ring sold?" asked the old man, turning his head to Xia Xinyun.

"Ancestor, don't worry, not only has the ring been sold, the price of the other items increased quite a bit, it seems like the show was very convincing," said Xia Xinyun, causing the face of the old man to change into a smile.

Hearing that, the old man couldn't help but laugh.

"So was it Qin Zihao the one who bought it," asked the old man, thinking about the young and arrogant Minor Trancendace cultivator.

"Yes, but it looks like I still have a lot to learn, selling a useless ring in such a manner," mumbled Xia Xinyun, her eyes brightening.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of confidence in you," said the old man as he looked at his descendant with a smile on his face.

...

A sparsely Xia Jingfei stood in front of a mountain of spiritual stones.

"As expected of the Feng clan, even If I have a lot of wealth from that secret realm, they shouldn't be underestimated," mumbled Xia Jingfei as all of the spiritual stones in front of her suddenly disappeared.

After that, Xia Jingfei then began plundering any other treasures of the Feng Clan, taking out anything of value.

Knowing that she had taken everything of value, Xia Jingfei smiled, before walking out of the treasury, in an extremely open manner.

...

Looking at the extremely beautiful woman walking out of the treasury nearly naked, Feng Chun and Feng Chen gulped, but before they could do anything, both of them suddenly died.

Walking through the compound of the Feng clan, Xia Jingfei had to step over corpses, or rather, two types of corpses.

Those that were handsome, and those that were not.

The corpses of those that were not handsome ranged extremely in how they looked, some died by a sword, some died from a spear, some were burnt to death, and nothing seemed to unify them.

But, comparatively, the corpses of handsome men were much more unified, as each of them looked like a mummy, drained of all of their life essence.

After a few moments, Xia Jingfei arrived at a certain room, before opening the door and walking in.

Looking at the greatest genius of the Feng clan, Feng Weiming, who right now was unconscious and tied to a bed, Xia Jingfei smiled before closing the door.

Suddenly, the piece of fabric that hid Xia Jingfei's body fell to the floor, as she walked up to the handsome face of Feng Weiming, touching it with her fingers.