Protect Our Clan Leader - Chapter 3082

Chapter 3082: Chapter 93: Theft Sage! Sikong Liuxiang

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Southern Blaze Divine Continent.

Wuxiang Demon City.

As the only fair and neutral high-end auction market among the Four Great Divine Continents, it is held once every two thousand years, so naturally it attracts a lot of customers with needs to fill.

During the days when the black market auction is open, Wuxiang Demon City can basically be described as True Immortals all over the place, Transcendent Void Realm cultivators as common as dogs. Even those Sacred Supremes who are normally hard to see have all “descended to the mortal world,” shopping where they should shop, attending auctions where they should attend.

After one auction after another, this day it finally came to the “grand finale” session of the auction.

As the grand finale of the black market auction, all the items in this session are the very best, and the prices are likewise the very best. The starting price of the cheapest lot is no less than a single Chaos Spirit Stone; ordinary Immortal Artifacts don’t even qualify to enter the venue.

And the threshold for guests attending this session is extremely high. True Immortal Realm or Transcendent Void Realm Saint- and Saintess-level cultivators are just the baseline; the ones in greatest number, instead, are the Sacred Supremes.

Wang Shouzhe is now a super VIP of the Nether Soul Hall, so of course he had long since gotten the grand finale catalogue from Wang Ming.

However, given his current vision, even in this auction, there aren’t many things that can still catch his eye.

After he went through the catalogue and ticked off a few lots that he found somewhat interesting, his interest quickly waned. He then handed the list to his wife Liu Ruolan, letting her go bid for fun and satisfy her rather vigorous shopping desire.

At his level, unless something of the Sacred Image or Primordial Dao-level Item grade shows up, would he feel a bit tempted. Yet how could treasures of that grade possibly appear at an auction of this level?

This time, the auction venue was set inside Wuxiang Mall.

At this moment, outside the venue already stood countless onlookers, most of whom were just here for the spectacle and had no qualifications to enter the hall.

But that still couldn’t dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd.

Every time a big shot entered the venue, it would stir up a commotion among the onlookers. Within the crowd there were even plenty of well-informed folks eagerly introducing the big shot’s background and past battle achievements to others.

Just then.

On the outer edge of the bustling crowd, an old man with a lean figure and a small goatee suddenly appeared. He was leading a short, pale-faced youngster, strolling leisurely as they threaded through the densely packed crowd.

The strangest thing was, he simply walked straight through people’s bodies one by one, as if roaming within some mirrored world, without causing the slightest bit of notice from anyone.

His short little disciple, however, was somewhat worried. “Master, are we really going to attend the auction? Aren’t you afraid the Hall Master of the Nether Soul Hall will recognize you and haul you back in chains?”

“My precious disciple.” The old man spoke with full confidence and perfect composure, “Your Master only took some unwanted leaves off the Tai Yin Ming Spirit Tree, and it’s already been two thousand years. She might well have forgotten me by now.”

“Just some leaves?” The short disciple slapped her forehead, looking utterly helpless. “Last time I clearly heard you say you swept the Nether Soul Hall’s storage grids and took a full two jin of roasted Dark Moon Soul Divine Tea. Master, how about we just let this one go?”

“How could we just let it go?” The old man said carelessly, “All these years, your Master took advantage of the Great Commander Fallen being injured and swept through a bunch of territories under it, finally just finished selling off the goods. That was all so I could buy you a Taoist Yuan Pill. This thing can only be chanced upon, never sought; even a Taoist Master would struggle to get one! If we miss this, am I really supposed to go to the Ice and Fire Dao Sect in North Shu God Continent to ‘take’ one?”

“You make it sound like you’ve never taken anything from the Ice and Fire Dao Sect.” The short disciple muttered under her breath, full of bitter resignation in her heart.

Back then, she had been the young miss of a prestigious clan from the North Shu God Continent, only to be spotted and coaxed by her Master into becoming his disciple.

At first, her entire family had been stunned by those few words “Sacred Supreme Advanced Stage,” along with the power her Master displayed, and couldn’t wait to have her formally acknowledge him as her teacher.

And then… afterward she learned that her dear Master turned out to be the “notorious across the Four Great Divine Continents” number one wanted criminal—the Theft Sage, Sikong Liuxiang.

No matter where she went, she could see wanted posters and bounty notices for her Master. There were at least dozens of versions of the wanted portrait, each one looking different—some depicted him as a handsome young man, some as a simple honest old fellow, and there were even ones that showed him as a female cultivator from some sect.

But by then, she was already aboard the “thief ship,” and could only follow her Master in a life of constant hiding and dodging. Later on, only after she threatened him with her own life did her Master finally agree to wash his hands of the trade, promising never to randomly take other people’s things again, and only then did she let it go.

“Precious disciple, you must trust your Master.” The Theft Sage said with a perfectly serious face, “When your Master says he’s washing his hands in Gold, he is washing his hands in Gold. Otherwise, why would I risk so much to come sweep goods on the Demonic Clan’s turf! Oh right, you said yourself that taking things from the Demonic Clan doesn’t count as stealing.”

“Of course. The Demonic Clan is the common enemy of the Sacred Domain.” The short disciple’s expression turned solemn. “You sweeping through them is basically indirectly weakening the Demonic Clan’s strength. You’re a hero of our Sacred Domain Human race.”

“Then stop with the nonsense. After unloading this batch of goods, your Master has saved up a full fifty-three Chaos Spirit Stones, and every single Spirit Stone is squeaky clean.” The Theft Sage said proudly, “Your Master is definitely going to buy this Taoist Yuan Pill for you, to lay a solid foundation for you to inherit my Void Saint Diagram in the future, and give you a chance to become a Tao Girl.”