89: Chapter 89 Is it really for sale?

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire city was in an uproar.

The True Dragon Secret Realm! The Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum!

This is directly digging up the ancestral graves of the East Sea Dragon Clan to sell!

On the second floor of the Haiyue Inn, Ye Yuan raised his wine cup, concealing the expression on his face.

[Ding! Eastern Region Cultivators are shocked. destiny points +15,000.]

[Ding! Dragon Clan spies' mental defenses have crumbled. destiny points +8,000.]

Gu Sheng felt in an excellent mood as he listened to the notification sounds in his mind.

He walked into the Treasure Pavilion, with Luo Qingxue and Xuan Kong following behind. The main gates closed, cutting off the view from outside.

The atmosphere in Tianshui City became extremely eerie. To the east of the street was the Hidden Ye Family, and to the west was the Central State's Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. The two families were separated by a single street; neither side made another move, but the sword-drawn, bow-bent pressure forced the low-level Cultivators in the city to flee overnight.

The Old Beggar stood up and patted the dust off his buttocks.

"This water has become so muddy that one cannot see the bottom." The Old Beggar shook his head. "Those old fellows from the Lingxu Pavilion probably won't be able to sit still this time. The True Dragon Secret Realm... the Gu Family actually dares to sell it."

Leaning on his broken wooden staff, he slowly walked out of the city gate.

Deep within Guixu.

In the pitch-black ocean trench, several pairs of giant vertical pupils suddenly snapped open.

"The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion goes too far!" A black dragon covered in bone spikes roared, the water currents forming a massive vortex. "Auctioning our clan's essence blood was one thing, but now they even want to sell the coordinates of the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum! Do they really think my Dragon Clan has no one left?"

"Third, shut up." An aged voice came from even deeper within.

The seawater stopped flowing.

"The Ye Family and the Gu Family. Both families appearing in Tianshui City at the same time is definitely no coincidence." The aged voice carried a sense of weariness. "The Great Era has begun, and the Laws of the Heavenly Dao are restructuring. The Dragon Emperor's Seal has indeed loosened. They are trying to force us to emerge early."

"Grand Elder, what should we do then? Just watch them sell the Secret Realm coordinates to the people of the world?" The black dragon was unwilling to give up.

"Sell? Someone must first dare to buy it." The Grand Elder snorted coldly. "Pass down the order to awaken the Ancient Ancestor. Assemble an army of a hundred thousand from the Sea Clan to blockade Tianshui City. At the trade fair in three days, I want to see who dares to take this hot potato from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's hands."

"As you command!"

The surface of the East Sea began to churn. Countless sea demons emerged from the seabed, so densely packed that the end could not be seen at a glance.

At the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Gu Sheng stood by the window, looking at the Haiyue Inn opposite him.

"Pavilion Master, the Dragon Clan has moved." Xuan Kong stood to the side reporting. "The seawater along the coast of the East Sea has risen by ten zhang, and the Sea Clan army is assembling."

Gu Sheng turned around and sat on the grandmaster's chair.

"As expected." Gu Sheng poured a cup of tea. "The bait has been cast; there's no reason for the fish not to bite. Luo Qingxue, return to the Central State."

Luo Qingxue looked up.

"Go find the Empress of Great Xia," Gu Sheng instructed. "Tell her that on the Eastern Region's side, I will help her keep the eyes of the Dragon Clan and the Three Pavilions occupied. Let her use these few days to completely clear out the remaining forces of the Taichu Holy Land and stabilize the Foundation of Great Xia. Chen Changsheng will stay there to help her hold the line."

"Yes." Luo Qingxue took the order and turned to leave.

Gu Sheng leaned back against the chair and opened the System panel.

destiny points balance: 1.8 million.

This trip to the Eastern Region has only just begun, yet over a hundred thousand has already been recorded. When the Dragon Clan army arrives in three days, that will be the real harvesting ground.

The Golden Great Era.

Others are busy scrambling for Opportunities and territory. Gu Sheng is only concerned with setting the stage for the show and letting those old monsters below the stage pay the bill.

The night in Tianshui City was strangely quiet.

There wasn't even a night watchman on the streets. The two pavilions faced each other across the street like two crouching Vicious Beasts, quietly waiting for the arrival of dawn.

In three days, Tianshui City had completely changed.

A hundred miles outside the city, the seawater had flooded in, creating a vast ocean. A hundred thousand Sea Clan soldiers surrounded Tianshui City so tightly that not even a fly could get out. Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals held long halberds, and dozens of massive bone warships were parked on the sea surface.

Inside the city, the Loose Cultivators had all fled. Those remaining were all spies from prominent major forces, bracing themselves to stay and watch the show.

At the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Gu Sheng leaned on the grandmaster's chair, holding a bowl of freshly brewed Spirit Rice Porridge.

"Pavilion Master, we are completely surrounded outside," Xuan Kong reported by the window.

"Who did the Dragon Clan send?" Gu Sheng took a sip of the porridge.

"Ao Lie and Ao Ming. Both have cultivations at the Early Stage of the Saint King realm."

"Only two?" Gu Sheng put down the porcelain bowl, looking somewhat disdainful. "This Dragon Clan is getting more and more stingy. I'm selling their ancestral grave, and they only send two Saint Kings to settle the matter?"

Text popped up from the System in his mind.

[Host, please be a decent human being. The Heavenly Dao suppression has just been lifted; a Saint King is already a combat power that can walk sideways. Do you think they're Chinese cabbages?]

"Even Chinese cabbages have some weight. They aren't even as good as cabbages." Gu Sheng wiped his mouth.

Opposite them at the Haiyue Inn.

Ye Yuan sat on the roof, holding a jar of wine. Nie Xiao stood behind him, clutching his broken blade.

"Young Lord, the Dragon Clan's people have arrived," Nie Xiao spoke.

"Let them make a scene." Ye Yuan took a gulp of wine. "Gu Sheng set the stage; I don't mind borrowing it to perform a show."

At noon.

The Treasure Pavilion's main gates swung open.

Gu Sheng walked out, waving his White Jade Folding Fan. Xuan Kong followed behind.

The second floors of the shops on both sides of the street were crowded with spies from various forces. The Old Beggar from the Lingxu Pavilion had changed spots and was now squatting under a crooked-neck tree at the corner of the street, still holding that broken bowl.

"Everyone," Gu Sheng cleared his throat. "The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion information trade fair starts now."

No pleasantries; he went straight to the point.

"The first piece of information: the defensive Formation map of the East Sea Dragon Clan's treasury." Gu Sheng took out a Jade Slip from his sleeve. "Included are the locations of three secret passages. Starting bid: one hundred thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

The entire venue was silent.

No one dared to bid. Buying this thing was equivalent to publicly slapping the Dragon Clan's face.

"No one wants it?" Gu Sheng put away the Jade Slip. "Then never mind. Let's go straight to the finale."

He took out a yellowed parchment scroll.

"The coordinates of the Guixu True Dragon Secret Realm, plus the entrance to the Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum." Gu Sheng unfurled the parchment. "Inside are three thousand Heaven-Reaching Magic Treasures left by the ancient Dragon Clan, a hundred thousand Saint Medicines, and a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's Origin Qi."

Gulp.

Someone swallowed their saliva. The sound was exceptionally loud in the quiet street.

"How much?" a raspy voice came from the opposite side.

Ye Yuan leaped down from the roof and landed in the middle of the street.

"Is Divine Son Ye interested?" Gu Sheng closed his folding fan.

"I'm bored anyway, so I'll go dig up a grave to relieve the boredom." Ye Yuan crossed his arms. "Give me a price."

"Straightforward." Gu Sheng held up five fingers. "Five million Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Deal."

Gu Sheng caught the Storage Pouch and, without even looking at it, threw the parchment scroll directly to Ye Yuan.

The two of them played along so well that the surrounding people were stunned.

He's really selling it! And he really dares to buy it!

The Old Beggar under the tree clicked his tongue. "These two little bastards are going to poke a hole in the sky of the Eastern Region."

"Presumptuous!"

A furious roar came from outside the city.

The clouds above Tianshui City were forcibly torn apart. Two dragons, each thousands of feet long, circled in mid-air—one red and one black. Dragon pressure bore down, overwhelming everything. The city wall's defensive Formation couldn't even hold for a single breath before it directly shattered.