Chapter 698: The Opening Is a King Bomb?

The invitation letter to the Lingque Fair does not matter whether the person is a gangster or a gangster. As long as he has money, Night Owl will invite him even to the Holy Temple.

Naturally, the Royal City Alchemist Association also received an invitation to attend the meeting.

at this time.

At the trade fair, in box 183.

A graceful and slender middle-aged woman wearing an alchemist's robe but still showing a curvy figure was slowly sitting on the sofa.

She held a high-heeled wine glass in one hand and pursed her red lips.

Although she is middle-aged, the woman is well-maintained and looks like a girl who has not yet reached her prime. Her temperament is elegant and generous, which forms a sharp contrast with the old men on one side.

For others, the number of people attending the meeting needs to be kept to a minimum to avoid exposing the target.

But to the Alchemist Association, this feature is not important at all.

The people who are least afraid of death in Wangcheng are this group of people living in Danta.

Because once someone wants to attack the Dan Pagoda, countless powerful people whose lives have been saved by the Dan Pagoda alchemists will jump out and kill the enemy one by one.

And the one who has the most life-saving grace from the king's big bosses is undoubtedly the woman sitting on the sofa at the moment.

"President Dong Ling."

Shiti sat upright, leaned over to the woman on one side and asked respectfully: "Is it really possible at this Lingque Fair to find the person the Holy Envoy is looking for?"

Hua Shiben was lying in front of the big screen, staring intently at the invisible beast-faced men below who disappeared one after another. After hearing this, he immediately turned around and looked at President Dong Ling expectantly.

This is the official meeting at the headquarters of the Royal City Alchemist Association!

If even President Dong Ling couldn't find Master Xu, then in such a big royal city, Hua Shi had no other choice.

"When looking for someone, it depends on fate..."

President Dong Ling raised her red lips and swept her beautiful eyes over Hua Xi, then glanced at Zhou Tiancan, who was forced to attend the meeting and was a little uneasy, and chuckled:

"After all, according to what Mr. Zhou said, the person the Holy Envoy is looking for acts in a high-profile manner. There is a high probability that he will come to the trade fair."

"But, in the final analysis, all of these are unstable factors."

Her voice was calm, unhurried and full of laziness: "All we have to do is wait carefully."

"I'm really not a holy envoy..." Hua Yi lay on one side, but her focus was different from ordinary people's, and she explained feebly.

But no one listened to her.

Anyone who comes out of the Holy Palace, even if he is not a holy envoy, must still be a holy envoy!

Hospitality, etiquette, etc. must not be left out.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that Hua Si would be held up to the main seat of the box at this moment. After all, Jinzhao's lineage is a miraculous existence to the alchemists in the world.

Even if the reputation is not high, the higher-ups do know about Jinzhao's lineage.

But Dongling is different.

She once went to the Holy Palace to study. Even though she was not a disciple of the Holy Palace, she followed Mu Lin for a while.

Regardless of cultivation level, Dong Ling can be regarded as half of Mu Lin's registered disciple when it comes to alchemy.

Therefore, in terms of seniority, she is from the generation of Master Hua Wei, so no one would think it inappropriate to take the main seat at this moment.

Similarly, it is also because of such an experience.

Dong Ling, who can be regarded as half of Jinzhao's lineage, has become one of his own.

That day when she came back from discussing important matters in the Holy Temple, Dong Ling also learned some of the truth from Shi Ti and Hua Shi.

Although in the end, I still don’t know who Hua Shi is looking for.

But with Zhou Tiancan's persistence, Dong Ling also brought Zhou Xiaozi and the Holy Envoy Hua Xi to the Lingque Fair.

Finding someone is the second priority. Dong Ling doesn't have high hopes.

But letting these young people come out to open their eyes and see the world is the first thought.

Therefore, Dong Ling also brought several of her most promising young alchemists.

"Speaking of which, Zhou Tianshen, why are you so sure that 'he' will come here?" Hua Shi curled her lips and turned her head to look at Zhou Tianshen, the instigator who was forced to attend the meeting.

After what happened that day, she learned that Master Xu was wanted.

Therefore, externally, he is referred to as "he".

"Feeling!" Zhou Tiancan responded.

He was actually a little scared.

He was left alone in the Spirit Palace team and was taken to such a gloomy place, with only a weak teacher as an elder to protect him. He was panicking inside.

But Xu Xiaoshou was also what he was eager to find out.

He glanced at Su Qianqian, who followed the team and remained silent all the way.

The little girl was also covered by the beast's mask at this time and could not see her emotions clearly, but with such a companion who had the same expectations as herself, Zhou Tiancan felt a lot more at ease.

He glanced at Hua Wei: "If the person you are looking for is also in the East Heavenly King City, after my investigation over the past few days, there are not many people who can meet the conditions. Mr. Xu from the 'First Floor in the Sky' can be counted as half..."

Zhou Tiancan expressed his speculation, but he still had many doubts in his heart.

He has investigated a lot of information in the past few days. Xu Shaoxu has been acting erratically since entering the city. He even revealed the strength of the Sword Sect during the Tianluo War.

This style of conduct and swordsmanship skills are very much like Xu Xiaoshou himself.

The only thing that still made him doubtful was how Xu Xiaoshou suddenly transformed into such a rich man?

He can actually rent the first floor in the sky?

Where did the money come from?

But when he thought that Xu Xiaoshou had joined the Holy Slave, Zhou Tiancan felt a little relieved.

"Where else can the money come from? It's the organization's money! He can't earn so much after being out of the spiritual palace for half a month, right?"

However, all of this is just speculation.

What really made Zhou Tiancan firm in his belief was actually another person who appeared in the Tianluo battle that day.

"Mu Xiaogong..."

Zhou Tiancan murmured in his heart.

He had watched the video of the battle before. Wood attribute, twin ponytails, green clothes, short stature... This is 99% sure to be Mu Zixi!

The remaining uncertain factor is actually not a factor at all.

Who wouldn't change his face when he was spotted by someone?

The key is that the name "Mu Xiaogong" is too targeted, and he is also very familiar with Xu Shao. After checking, it was found that he was also from Tianshang Diyilou...

"Just wait and see!"

When Zhou Tiancan thought of this, he felt more confident. He glanced at Su Qianqian and said to Hua Qian:

"Tianshang Diyilou has money. If they also come to the trade fair tonight, I only need a test to know whether my judgment is correct or not..."

"In this way, we can find Tianshang Diyilou later, and our safety will be guaranteed."

The reason why they did not find Tianshang Diyilou to confirm their identities at the first time was because President Dong Ling stopped them.

"Tianshang Diyilou, this semi-saint force has some problems. The Holy Spirit Hall is currently watching... The situation in the royal city is tense now. Try not to provoke them, and don't get involved too much, otherwise, you will be in trouble."

Thinking of President Dong Ling's solemn instructions that day, Zhou Tiancan was panicked.

At this moment, he actually hoped that he was wrong. Xu Xiaoshou did not become a semi-saint descendant, but was hiding in a corner of the royal city, studying alchemy by himself like he did in the Ling Palace.

But objectively speaking, there is not much hope...

That guy is a person who can't sit still!

"It's about to start."

At this time, President Dong Ling suddenly spoke.

She was holding a wine glass and had been paying attention to the participating teams outside the box.

Until the frequency of the teams entering the venue became less and less, and finally zero, she realized that the bell of the trade fair was about to ring.

"Dong"

Sure enough, a dull bell sounded a moment later.

On the high platform of the trading field, a beast-faced man in a black robe also walked up at the right time.

"Good evening."

The voice modified by the beast-faced man came out from the mouth of the first trader, and fell clearly into the ears of the various traders in the private room and the box.

The beast-faced man in black robe picked up the small hammer on the wooden tray, tapped it gently, and said calmly:

"First of all, thank you very much for coming to participate in the 18th Lingque Trade Fair held by our Night Cat."

"Here, I want to state the rules of the trade fair first."

He paused, turned his mask, seemed to look around, and then nodded gently.

"First, the treasures traded are worth hundreds of millions."

The audience nodded frequently.

Everyone is familiar with this rule.

"Second, the transaction form is presented in an auction, and each increase in price must not be less than 100 million." The beast-faced man raised a finger.

There was a sudden small commotion in the audience.

Although everyone knew that the scale of this trade fair was extremely high, each increase in price was 100 million...

If it were an ordinary force, I am afraid that if it were exported once, it would cause great damage to its own force!

Some representatives of forces who attended the meeting for the first time were so shocked that they stood up directly and almost chose to leave the trade fair without turning their heads.

These people didn't even know there was such a rule.

They didn't have much cash on them.

The beast-faced man in black robe was calm. He knocked the hammer lightly on the wooden support, and the whole place was silent.

"Third, the transaction will be presented in the form of an auction. Each time, a trader will come on stage to show you the characteristics of the treasure."

"If it fails to be sold, Yemao will make a comprehensive judgment based on the characteristics, ability, and market of the treasure and choose a reasonable price to buy it."

"But it does not rule out the possibility that we do not want the treasure. I hope everyone understands this."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Xiaoshou in box 172 was shocked on the spot.

"Yemao, so rich?" He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Liu Lu.

From what he said, the trade fair was just a gimmick.

This is Yemao using the power of the world to find treasures for himself!

But the key is that with so many people present, Xu Xiaoshou's personal number plate is already "No. 172".

Even if everyone only offers one treasure, the value...

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified when he thought about it, and his body trembled.

For the first time, he felt that his conversation with Yuan Haisheng that day was just the tip of the iceberg of the great power of Yemao.

And indeed, an organization that can summon all the great powers in the black and white worlds of the royal city under the name of a trade fair, and can also ensure the safety of the scene...

Such a power can only be described as "unfathomable".

Liu Lu was obviously also frightened, and responded in a daze: "Xu, Xu Shao, this is also my first time to participate in the Lingque Trade Fair."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He remained silent and continued to read, but he was alert to Yemao in his heart.

This power is definitely not simple!

It is obvious that not only Tianshang First Floor is a force that is attending the meeting for the first time, but also many other heads and representatives of large organizations that are attending the meeting for the first time are also frightened by Yemao's words.

But the black-robed beast-faced man on the high platform was still calm and seemed to have just said something insignificant.

After he announced the rules, he knocked the hammer, without idle talk, and went straight to the point.

"I believe everyone is already impatient. This trade fair is held by Night Cat. Naturally, we have brought valuable treasures."

"Next, I will show three treasures in succession. I hope that the things you bring out later will be more precious than mine."

The black-robed beast-faced man put down the hammer and took out a tray covered with black cloth from the ring.

This treasure is too simple!

Everyone expected that the first treasure to establish the trading pattern at the beginning should be shining with holy light, right?

But this tray looks expensive, but it is just expensive; as for the black cloth on it, it has the same ability as the beast mask to resist spiritual thoughts.

The only explanation is that the thing covered by the black cloth is a treasure worth hundreds of millions?

What is worth hundreds of millions and so small?

Pills, array plates?

Everyone in the private seats stretched their necks, and the people in the box were also interested.

The beast-faced man in black robe just said that he would buy all the treasures that failed to be auctioned. The treasure at the beginning must not be simple.

"Don't keep us in suspense, brother!"

"Lift it up quickly and show everyone, what is covered with black cloth? It's so mysterious, could it be the 'Void Order'?"

"Haha, Void Order... awesome, the Holy Spirit Temple should be sitting in the box, do you think Night Cat dares to take this thing out?"

"Yes, the previous announcement was only a clue of the Void Order. I think there is at most a map under this black cloth."

"Lift it up quickly!"

"..."

Everyone in the box was silent, but the people sitting in the private seats and watching closely seemed much more interested.

Everyone's voice was modified by the beast-faced man, so it was okay to speak out at this moment.

Naturally, there was no need to be cautious about speaking.

What's more, the opening needs an atmosphere. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that most of the people who are making trouble here are Night Cat's shills.

The beast-faced man in black robe on the high platform pondered, and seeing that he had whetted everyone's appetite, he slowly raised his hand, pinched the black cloth with two fingers, and lifted it up a little bit.

"Everyone, look carefully!"

The black cloth was pulled away little by little, and everyone stared at it intently.

But after the cloth was removed, what was revealed on the mysterious black wood was just an ancient and ordinary... token.

"What is this?"

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

This group of knowledgeable people couldn't see any special traces from this black token at this time.

The only thing they could peek into was a little bit of mystery.

But which treasure that can appear at the trade fair is not mysterious?

Everyone was confused, but Xu Xiaoshou in box 172 suddenly shrank his pupils at this time.

Black order!

He recognized this thing!

The second purpose of the storyteller coming with tears was to throw three black orders like this on the table and let him try his best to make trouble?

But the key is...

At the Lingque Trade Fair, Yemao only claimed to have obtained the clue of the "Void Order".

Now, do they really dare to be so open and aboveboard and take out this strictly sealed thing in front of the Holy Temple?

"Bang!"

At this time, in Box No. 1, there was a loud bang of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Everyone was startled.

It is obvious that the soundproof formation of the box would not allow the sound inside to appear at the scene.

The only explanation is that the people inside the box are using the sound to declare their anger to Yemao.

"Holy Temple, in Box No. 1?"

"That's right, in the royal city, only they are qualified to sit there!"

"But..."

The people in the audience looked back at the black order, and then thought of the sound in Box No. 1, their pupils gradually dilated, "Not that bad, right?"

They recalled the horrible fact that was just made as a joke.

"Is it really the 'Void Order'?"

"Ye Mao is playing such a big game?"

"The opening is a royal bomb?"

The beast-faced man in black robe on the high platform only turned his head slightly to glance at Box No. 1, then calmly knocked the hammer, and the scene fell silent.

"You are all really smart, and your guess is completely correct."

The beast-faced man in black robe still spoke calmly, saying frankly: "The first treasure I, Ye Mao, took out is the Void Order, the key to open the Holy Secret Land."