Chapter 113: Demon-Suppressing City
The entire Demon-Suppressing City resembled a massive dragon lying in wait. The intricate divine runes woven into its structure were awe-inspiring. This was a super killing array, jointly set up by various major families to prevent chaos at the heart of the demon beast territory.
Yang Tian gazed at the city, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He tore off his tattered clothes, revealing dozens of scars—some old, some fresh—that marred his body, making him look almost monstrous.
"Finally, safety. You can keep searching in there," Yang Tian muttered with a smirk. He changed into a clean black robe and swaggered toward the city gates.
The towering gates, a hundred feet high, were pitch black and radiated a chilling cold under the sunlight. Below the gates stood dozens of guards clad in silver armor, their auras imposing.
"I hope their influence hasn't reached this far," Yang Tian thought as he approached the city. The moment he appeared near the gates, he was immediately noticed by the guards. His heart tightened, but he maintained his composure, walking forward without a hint of unease.
"Wait," a guard captain suddenly stepped forward, eyeing Yang Tian's tightly wrapped hood. After a moment of hesitation, he smiled and said, "Sir, would you mind removing your hood? Many are trying to sneak into the city these days. It's part of my duty."
"How dare you! Do you think someone of my status would show my face to the likes of you? You must have a death wish," the black-robed figure snapped arrogantly, his tone dripping with disdain.
The guard captain was taken aback, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. He glanced at the black-robed figure, unsure of how to proceed.
"Sir, it's my duty. Many families are hunting a fugitive named Yang Tian. Everyone entering the city must show identification," the guard captain explained awkwardly, his voice low.
"Oh... so you're after that Yang Tian... No wonder you're being so strict. Good job... good job," Yang Tian said, feigning sudden understanding. He patted the guard captain's shoulder approvingly.
"Sir... you..." The guard captain was at a loss. The black-robed figure knew about Yang Tian, which suggested he was from a major family. Offending him would be unwise, but his identity remained unconfirmed.
"Fine, I won't make things difficult for you," Yang Tian said with a magnanimous wave. He tossed a golden token to the guard and added, "I'm also here to capture Yang Tian. You're doing well. I'll make sure the elders reward you."
"Thank you for your understanding, sir," the guard quickly thanked him, his eyes darting to the golden token. It was made of what appeared to be pure gold, with the characters "Li Family" engraved on it, exuding a powerful aura.
"So you're from the Li Family! My apologies, sir. Please forgive my ignorance," the guard stammered, breaking into a cold sweat.
"Enough. I have urgent matters to attend to. No time to deal with you," Yang Tian said, retrieving the token with a cold smile.
As the black-robed figure walked away, the guard captain wiped the sweat from his brow. If the Li Family decided to pursue this, he would be in deep trouble.
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After a while, the guard captain watched Yang Tian's retreating figure, scratching his head. Something felt off.
Once he was out of sight, Yang Tian blended into the bustling crowd, finally letting out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. The golden token belonged to a core disciple of the Li Family, which Yang Tian had obtained back in Martial Mountain.
Walking through the crowded streets, Yang Tian finally relaxed. The past few days had been a constant battle of nerves, and his body and mind were utterly exhausted.
"The safest place now is probably the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House. I'll hide there for a while," Yang Tian thought. The entire city was protected by a killing array, so he wouldn't have to worry about being tracked like before.
The fact that the major families could mobilize the city guards meant they had influence here. Yang Tian didn't want to risk any surprises, so he headed straight for the auction house.
The Senluo Wanxiang Auction House in Demon-Suppressing City was several times larger than the one in Martial City. As the premier auction house in the Eastern Continent, its influence was immense.
The Meng Family, which could rival the Ancient Holy Land, was no ordinary clan. The five drops of Vitality Springwater Yang Tian and Meng Hao had obtained in Martial Mountain were likely for life-saving purposes. The Meng Family owed Yang Tian a favor, and if they were interested in his techniques, they wouldn't have saved him back then.
Yang Tian observed the crowd ahead. Most people were lining up, and from the chatter around him, he learned that a small auction was happening today. Many had come in hopes of stumbling upon a rare treasure.
A black-robed figure walked straight past the line, heading for the guards. The onlookers were stunned. Only War King-level experts or core disciples of major families could enter the auction house without waiting in line.
"Sir, may I help you?" Two guards in black attire stepped forward, their expressions stern yet respectful.
Yang Tian paused, glanced at them, and tossed a silver token. This was the token Meng Hao had given him, boasting that it would work at any auction house. Yang Tian hadn't believed him at the time.
"The Wanxiang Token!" The guard's hand trembled as he held the token. The Wanxiang Token was unique to the Meng Family, reserved for their core disciples and a select few powerful figures on the continent who had close ties to the auction house.
The crowd gasped. The guards were Nascent Transformation experts, and for them to react like this, the token had to be extraordinary.
"Who is this black-robed figure?" People whispered, their eyes filled with disbelief. The figure's cultivation level was clearly low, far from being a powerhouse.
"Welcome to the auction house, sir. Please, come in," the guard said respectfully, bowing slightly.
Yang Tian took back the token, clicking his tongue in surprise. He hadn't expected Meng Hao to hold such a high status in his family. A single token had left the guards in awe.
As Yang Tian entered the hall with the guard, the latter became noticeably more attentive. "Sir, if there's anything you need, just let me know. Should I call for an elder?"
"No need. Just find me a place to cultivate. I'll be staying here for a while," Yang Tian said casually, waving his hand.
"Understood, sir. Right this way," the guard replied, though a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes. He didn't dare ask further questions and led Yang Tian inside.
Behind the auction house was a sprawling estate. The spiritual energy here was several times denser than outside. The buildings were adorned in purple and gold, exuding an air of luxury.
The guard led the black-robed figure into the estate, drawing curious glances from others, though no one approached. Yang Tian was taken to a courtyard spanning a hundred feet.
"Sir, this courtyard has a Vitality Spring, and the spiritual energy here is exceptionally dense. There's also a protective formation outside. It's one of the best cultivation chambers here," the guard explained.
"This will do. You may leave," Yang Tian said after glancing around, clearly satisfied.
"Yes, sir," the guard nodded, then handed over a jade slip. "If you need anything, just crush this slip. I can also provide any cultivation resources you require."
"Thank you," Yang Tian said, taking the jade slip. He then entered the room, where the spiritual energy was even denser. At the center of the room was a bubbling Vitality Spring.
"The premier auction house of the Eastern Continent indeed. Even a cultivation chamber has a Vitality Spring. Such extravagance," Yang Tian murmured, impressed. This spring was even larger than the one in Dragon Star Martial Hall.
Yang Tian sat cross-legged on the bed but didn't immediately enter a meditative state. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, there was a soft knock on the door.
