Chapter 110 - Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Auction, Pure Accumulation Pill (2/2)

Afterward, Manager Zhao handed over the written auction item certificate to Lin Jing. After the auction ended, he could claim the auction proceeds in Spirit Stones with this certificate.

Lin Jing tucked away the certificate and bid farewell to leave.

The auction venue wasn’t held within Yuebaolou.

Instead, it took place in a huge auction arena situated in the middle of Fang Market, which was specifically built for auctions by the market itself.

That’s because the auctions at Fang Market weren’t limited to Yuebaolou. Sometimes, other forces would also hold auctions, and even the Fang Market organizers would do the same.

After returning, Lin Jing glanced through the list and found that there were no significant changes from before and he did not find anything he particularly wanted.

Then, taking advantage of the early hour, Lin Jing once again entered the System Space, attempting to refine several more Elixir Furnace Medicines.

This alchemy session continued straight into the next morning…

Lin Jing emerged from the System Space with a smile on his lips.

Although he now felt groggy and listless, he had managed, in the very last batch, to refine another Pure Accumulation Pill.

With that, it should be about enough.

Just as Lin Jing sat cross-legged and thought about meditating to rest for a while,

“Knock, knock, knock”

The sound of knocking on the door rang out. Without needing to guess, it was definitely Huang Qingling once again.

Lin Jing, feeling resigned, got up and walked towards the courtyard door.

Upon opening the door, as expected, it was Huang Qingling standing there.

“Lin Jing, you don’t seem very spirited. What’s wrong?” Huang Qingling asked with concern.

“I was refining elixirs until just now, getting ready to meditate and rest when you came,” Lin Jing replied candidly.

“Alright then…”

“The reason I am here is to tell you that I’m heading to the auction now.”

“Why are you going so early? Doesn’t it start at Chen Time?” Lin Jing questioned with confusion.

“I have to stop by Yuebaolou first. I’m running late.”

After saying this, Huang Qingling continued,

“Don’t worry, if I get a chance, I’ll definitely teach that Liu Yiyuan a lesson for you.”

Lin Jing quickly cautioned, “Fellow Daoist Qing Ling, please don’t be impulsive.”

“Rest assured, this time I am with Old Man Bai, I understand the situation and won’t act rashly,” Huang Qingling assured him.

“Alright then, I’m off.”

Without waiting for Lin Jing’s response, Huang Qingling departed.

The time was still earlv. iust Dast Chen Time – that is. around 7 0’clock in the morning – and the auction would not begin until Chen Time, which was around 9 0’clock in the morning.

There was still time to spare.

So, after Huang Qingling left, Lin Jing continued to meditate for recovery.

It wasn’t until half an hour later, when the time was almost right, that he stopped meditating and prepared to set out.

Now, he felt much more spirited than before.

Then, Lin Jing went out, returned to a secluded corner, and entered System Space again.

Soon after, the same middle-aged man from the day before appeared.

He headed towards the auction venue.

Upon reaching the main street of Fang Market, although it was early morning, the street was already bustling with people because of the auction.

Many familiar faces were in groups, all heading towards the auction venue.

The auction venue was not very far; it took less than two fifteen-minute periods for Lin Jing to arrive near the venue.

From afar, the auction venue looked quite imposing; a palace-like ancient building stood erect, occupying a vast space, easily comparable to several Drunken Immortal Pavilions.

At the entrance of the venue, a red carpet was laid out, and maids stood in two rows on both sides. Additionally, managers from Yuebaolou were present at the entrance to receive the important figures of Fang Market.

However, Elder Bai was nowhere to be seen, probably meeting with the ancestors of various families.

Afterward, Lin Jing walked forward.

Just then, a beautiful silhouette rapidly swept past him, bringing a breeze along with it.

At the same time, a very familiar fragrance wafted into Lin Jing’s nose with that breeze. It was none other than Huang Qingling who had just sped by him.

Right after Huang Qingling passed by, another familiar voice came from behind.

“Sister Qing Ling, what a coincidence, we meet again.”