Chapter 605: The Once-in-a-Decade Grand Auction of the Falling Star Sea Region

After Zhang Changheng finished speaking, both Song Zhenfei and Liu Yuntian sighed repeatedly and nodded in agreement.

Such a genius had appeared right here in the Falling Star Sea Region, right by their side. Naturally, they were filled with emotion.

Shen Mo couldn’t help but let out a muted chuckle.

They had completely imagined the whole scenario on their own.

It was somewhat unexpected, even amusing.

But Shen Mo didn’t plan to correct them.

Let them keep imagining.

After all, he had stepped into the Nirvana Realm just over a hundred years old—if they found out, it would be far too shocking.

Song Zhenfei smiled and said, “Daoist Shen, why don’t you tell us—where did you cultivate in the past? Who is your master? Let us broaden our horizons.”

Shen Mo shook his head. “My master once said that with such a low cultivation realm, I am not permitted to speak his name to outsiders.”

Everyone raised their brows slightly.

“Then I suppose Daoist Shen’s master must truly be a proud and profound expert!”

“I think so too—very likely a Supreme Realm cultivator!”

“When Daoist Shen succeeds in his cultivation in the future, you’ll definitely have to head to the Inner Sea. Don’t forget us when that time comes.”

They laughed heartily, their words tinged with envy.

Shen Mo merely smiled in response.

As the conversation continued, the topic soon shifted.

Inevitably, it turned to a matter no cultivator in the Southern Heaven Archipelago could avoid—

The tomb of the Azure Supreme!

The tomb of the one who had been the strongest below the Saint Realm—it remained a place countless cultivators yearned to find.

Liu Yuntian laughed and said, “…There’s a rumor that before his death, the Azure Supreme left behind a golden page. It’s said to contain the exact location of the tomb—but who knows if it’s true or not.”

Zhang Changheng nodded. “I’ve heard the same. Those top-tier Inner Sea powers have been searching for that golden page for the past two thousand years. I reckon they’ve gathered most of it by now.”

Wei Jincheng snorted coldly. “Even if they manage to gather all the pages, those top factions would only open the tomb together among themselves. What’s that got to do with us?”

Shen Mo nodded slightly.

Powers like Xuanyin Cave Heaven and the Tianfu Dao Sect—such top-tier factions would never cooperate with sects like the Sun-Moon Sect or Hidden Dragon Island.

Let alone cooperate—they probably wouldn’t even spare them a glance.

After all, every one of those top-tier factions without exception had a Saint Realm ancestor!

At this moment, Song Zhenfei suddenly said, “By the way, in half a month, the once-in-a-decade grand auction of the Falling Star Sea Region will be held. Why don’t we go take a look together?”

“There might be some unexpected gains.”

The group immediately launched into spirited discussion.

Shen Mo quickly learned the details of this auction.

The Treasure Alliance had always maintained a neutral stance and primarily operated as a mercantile force.

The auction was hosted by the Treasure Alliance.

Ordinary auctions were held every month.

These were referred to as “minor auctions.”

Most items in those were top-grade Earth-rank treasures, with a few low- or mid-grade Heaven-rank items.

Only with exceptional luck might one find a high- or top-grade Heaven-rank treasure.

But the grand auction was held only once every ten years.

The Treasure Alliance would bring out all the rare treasures it had accumulated over the past decade for this event.

The minimum entry threshold was a mid-grade Heaven-rank item.

In previous grand auctions, even Saint-grade treasures had appeared.

Thus, every grand auction drew cultivators from across the entire Falling Star Sea Region.

Even cultivators from the nearby Taiping Sea Region and Thunderfury Sea Region came in admiration.

After all, in the Taiping Sea Region, the Bloodsun Sword Sect held absolute power and had no interest in hosting large-scale auctions.

The Thunderfury Sea Region, plagued by periodic heavenly thunder and constant unrest, had bred a fierce and violent cultivator culture.

Few powers there were willing to host large-scale auctions that brought more trouble than benefit.

That cultivators from the surrounding regions would converge upon the Falling Star Sea Region was only natural.

Liu Yuntian smiled faintly. “A friend of mine in the Treasure Alliance revealed that a relic of the Azure Supreme will appear in this grand auction.”

The other cultivators raised their brows, visibly intrigued.

A relic of the Azure Supreme!

Everyone knew that the Azure Supreme had been a True Dragon at the Supreme Realm—arguably the most powerful being below the Saint Realm.

Every treasure he wielded in his lifetime was without exception immensely powerful, with boundless utility.

Moreover, even an ordinary treasure once used by the Azure Supreme would be invaluable.

It might even be connected to the Azure Supreme’s tomb.

If one could use it to find the tomb… that would be a real fortune!

The group quickly reached a consensus—to head to the Treasure Alliance’s largest island, Wanbao Island, in half a month to attend the once-in-a-decade grand auction together.

“By the way, I have a friend named Shi Tianhao. He’s very knowledgeable about the dragon race. I’ll invite him to join us.”

Song Zhenfei said with a smile.

Zhang Changheng nodded. “Even better. If he has expertise in dragons, he might help us snag a hidden treasure at the auction.”

…

Half a month later.

Liuyun Island.

Song Zhenfei had arranged for everyone to first gather on Liuyun Island before heading together to Wanbao Island.

Shen Mo had no objections.

However, when he arrived at Liuyun Island, he found Liu Yuntian and the others shaking their heads helplessly.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Mo asked, puzzled.

Liu Yuntian gave a wry smile. “Island Lord Song gathered us here, but he’s now entered sudden enlightenment and can’t go.”

Upon further inquiry, Shen Mo learned that two days earlier, Song Zhenfei had abruptly fallen into a state of epiphany and was still cultivating in seclusion at a critical juncture.

If successful, he might be able to manifest three to five Dao Marks at once.

As friends of Song Zhenfei, Shen Mo, Liu Yuntian, and the others naturally wouldn’t disturb his cultivation.

Besides, Shen Mo had grown familiar with Liu Yuntian, Zhang Changheng, and Wei Jincheng by now, so Song Zhenfei’s absence didn’t pose any real issue.

“We’re still missing one person—that young lord from Qiulong Island whom Island Lord Song mentioned,” Wei Jincheng said casually.

“Looks like someone’s arrived,” Zhang Changheng said, looking toward the sky.

Shen Mo followed his gaze and saw Shi Tianhao flying in from the distance.

Shi Tianhao cupped his fists slightly toward the group. “Greetings, fellow Daoists. Where is Island Lord Song?”

Liu Yuntian proceeded to explain Song Zhenfei’s situation.

Shi Tianhao immediately felt a bit awkward.

Among the group, aside from Shen Mo, he didn’t know anyone.

Even though he was good at socializing, it was hard to blend in with a group of complete strangers.

Fortunately, Liu Yuntian had an easygoing nature and noticed Shi Tianhao’s discomfort. He warmly said, “We’re all friends here—no need to stand on ceremony.”

“Daoist Shi is very knowledgeable about the dragon race. He might help us spot a rare treasure at the auction.”

Zhang Changheng and Wei Jincheng both nodded slightly at that.

Song Zhenfei had introduced Shi Tianhao as such, so naturally they trusted him.

“Then let’s depart,” Zhang Changheng said casually.

“Agreed.”

The five of them immediately prepared to head toward Wanbao Island.

“I’ll leave a message for Island Lord Song,” Shen Mo said with a smile.

“Good idea. It’ll save him some worry,” Liu Yuntian nodded.

Shen Mo approached one of Song Zhenfei’s most trusted subordinates and handed over a sound-transmission jade slip he had prepared in advance.

“As soon as Island Lord Song emerges from seclusion, give this jade slip to him immediately.”

“This concerns his life.”

Hearing this, the trusted subordinate’s expression turned solemn, and he quickly accepted the jade slip.

“Please rest assured, Lord Shen. I will deliver your message without fail.”

He was deeply loyal to Song Zhenfei, bound to his fate.

If Song Zhenfei died, he wouldn’t have any good days ahead either.

Shen Mo gave a slight nod, then finally turned and left.

Hey readers! If you’re eager to dive into advanced chapters, consider joining our Patreon. By joining, you’ll get access to 20 chapters ahead and enjoy 8 new chapters per week. Plus, we have 2 more exciting fics with the same chapter release rate, giving you a total of 32 chapters per week! Join now and keep the adventure going!

Patreon: /Alex_Cruise

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Madara Web Novel