A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 629: The Bidding Start (4)

"Eventually, the entire lineage can become weaker and weaker, even though their wealth continues to grow."

She paused before adding, "And it’s not just cultivation. Once they become wealthy enough, they also start indulging in the pleasures of the mortal world."

"Fine food, beautiful women, luxurious homes, entertainment... things that can easily make someone lose sight of cultivation."

Yao Xin shook her head lightly.

But then she glanced at Li Feng and hurriedly waved her hand.

"Naturally, there will always be exceptions, such as yourself, Master! However, not everyone possesses your extraordinary abilities, which is partly why the major Dynasties are renowned for their wealth but seldom produce cultivators who can genuinely reach the pinnacle."

Li Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"I see..."

While they talked, the bidding continued for several more rounds.

The price climbed higher and higher until, eventually—

"One million spirit stones."

The bid came from the woman in the VIP room beside Li Feng.

The moment those words were spoken, the entire auction hall fell silent.

Even the people who had been bidding moments ago suddenly stopped.

One million spirit stones.

That was an enormous fortune, even for them.

Li Feng turned his head toward the VIP room beside him, his expression becoming slightly more curious.

’She really is determined to get this sword.’

The old auctioneer looked around the silent hall before announcing the bid.

"One million spirit stones. Is there anyone willing to go higher?"

But no one bid further.

The old auctioneer waited for several seconds, his eyes slowly sweeping across the silent auction hall.

But no one spoke.

"One million spirit stones, going once."

"Going twice."

The old auctioneer smiled faintly.

"Going three times."

He brought down the auction hammer.

"Sold!"

The mysterious sword had finally found its owner.

Li Feng glanced toward the VIP room beside him, his curiosity growing even more.

"I wonder who she is..."

But then, Li Feng suddenly felt something and smiled.

"So... it’s time."

He glanced toward Han Wei, who was watching everything with his mouth hanging open while continuously muttering,

"One... million..."

"Han Wei, you must have been wondering earlier why I wanted to let that woman go, right?"

Han Wei blinked and quickly snapped out of his daze.

"O-Oh? Yes, Master."

Li Feng smiled lightly.

"Well, I wanted to confirm something. When she used that teleportation talisman to leave, it gave me the confirmation I needed."

Han Wei blinked in confusion, asking,

"What is that?"

Li Feng turned towards him and replied, "The formation."

"Formation?"

Han Wei questioned, and Li Feng nodded, looking towards the auction hall.

"There is a powerful controlling formation covering this entire auction house. It prevents anyone from using teleportation techniques or teleportation talismans to enter or leave the place."

Han Wei’s eyes widened.

"Then... how did that woman escape?"

Li Feng chuckled, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"That’s the interesting part," he said. "She really shouldn’t have been able to."

Han Wei stared at him for a moment before his expression slowly changed as he understood what Li Feng was implying.

"Are you saying... that the Autumn Pavilion is behind that woman?"

But Li Feng shook his head.

"I can’t say that yet."

He glanced toward the entrance of the auction hall, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"But the fact that she was able to use a teleportation talisman and leave without triggering the formation means that someone allowed it."

Han Wei’s expression became serious.

"So... someone inside the Autumn Pavilion helped her?"

"Well, that’s one possibility."

Li Feng leaned back in his chair.

"Or perhaps she has another way to bypass the formation."

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"Either way, we now know that something is wrong with this place."

His gaze slowly swept across the auction hall.

"And it’s not just the controlling formation."

Han Wei noticed the change in his expression.

"What else is there?"

"There are quite a few sealing formations here as well."

"Sealing formations?"

Li Feng nodded.

"Yes."

He looked toward the surrounding VIP rooms before continuing.

"But the interesting part is that they don’t seem to be... there to protect the auction house."

Han Wei frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Li Feng was silent for a moment as he examined the formations around them.

"It almost feels like whoever set up these formations didn’t want anyone to leave."

Han Wei’s expression changed.

Li Feng’s gaze eventually settled on his own VIP room.

"Or... perhaps they were specifically designed to isolate me."

The moment he said that, the lights throughout the auction house suddenly went out.

The entire hall was plunged into darkness.

For a moment, the countless guests inside were completely stunned.

The lively atmosphere that had filled the auction house just moments ago disappeared, replaced by an uneasy silence.

"What happened?"

"Why did the lights go out?"

"Is this part of the auction?"

Several cultivators immediately released their spiritual sense, but their expressions quickly changed.

Their spiritual sense was being suppressed.

It could barely spread beyond their immediate surroundings, as though an invisible barrier had suddenly covered the entire auction house.

Han Wei’s expression became tense as he looked toward Li Feng.

"Master..."

Li Feng remained seated, seemingly unaffected by the sudden darkness.

Then he slowly smiled.

It seemed that his guess had been correct and...

...Someone had finally made their move.

A calm voice suddenly echoed through the darkness.

"As expected of the Righteous Sword... Your gaze is as sharp as the title suggests."

The voice seemed to come from everywhere at once, making it impossible to determine where the speaker was.

Li Feng slowly raised his head, as a figure silently appeared in front of his VIP balcony.

No one had seen the figure arrive, and not a single cultivator in the auction house had sensed its approach.

The person was wearing a long, dark, flowing cloak that entirely hid their body.

Their face was hidden beneath the hood, leaving only a pair of cold eyes visible in the darkness.

The figure looked directly at Li Feng.

"Unfortunately, you have offended far too many people... At this moment, there are many who desire your death."

As those words fell, a terrifying killing intent spread throughout the auction house.

Han Wei’s face turned pale.

Li Feng, however, merely looked at the mysterious figure with a unreadable expression.

The figure slowly raised one hand.

"So, Righteous Sword..."

"Please die."