"Brother Bu," Ye Fan asked, "What is the cultivation level of the people in this Holy Land?"
"There are at least a hundred people at the seventh level of Void Comprehension, and it's rumored that there are twenty to thirty people at the eighth level," Bu Quegan said with a sigh. "They say the Holy Lord of the Holy Land has reached the ninth level of Void Comprehension!"
Ye Fan was very disappointed.
After all this trouble, they still hadn't surpassed the Void Comprehension realm...
In that case, if he were to offer pills or something as a reward, he would really need to package them well.
Ye Fan wasn't afraid of others coveting his wealth; in fact, he welcomed such things.
The problem was that these Void Comprehension realm scum didn't seem to be enough for the system to absorb.
Even if someone came to covet his items, they would eventually end up as the system's mobile charging bank...
Thus, Ye Fan followed Bu Quegan to the Holy Land's auction house headquarters.
The auction house was quite large, roughly covering an area of a thousand zhang square.
Bu Quegan obtained an auction catalog from the service window and handed it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan read through it carefully.
There were quite a few heavenly treasures, cultivation techniques, and elixirs, but none of them were what he was looking for.
Ye Fan then got up and went to the task posting window.
"Hello, how can I help you?" the female cultivator on duty asked with a smile.
"I want to post a task," Ye Fan replied politely.
"Are you looking to offer a bounty or search for clues?" the female cultivator asked again.
"What's the difference?" Ye Fan asked, subconsciously touching the ring on his hand.
"It's like this," the female cultivator explained. "If it's a bounty, you deposit the reward with the auction house. When someone completes the task, we, the auction house, will act as an intermediary to complete the transaction. If you're just posting a message, you and the other party will handle the exchange of items yourselves."
"Then I'll post a message," Ye Fan nodded.
"Please write down your requirements," the female cultivator said, handing him a form. "The handling fee is five hundred low-grade spirit stones."
Ye Fan took the pen and wrote rapidly, then paid the handling fee.
The female cultivator looked at what Ye Fan had written, her expression growing strange.
The Abyss?
Nightmare?
Mist Hidden Mountain Range?
What was all this nonsensical stuff?
Only the pattern of the jade pendant was understandable...
However, she was just an employee and couldn't ask too many questions.
As Ye Fan and Bu Quegan were returning to their residence, they were blocked by several cultivators.
"Yo, isn't this the trash prince of the Wuzhui Kingdom and his band of losers?" the leading cultivator sneered at Bu Quegan. "You've gone to a lot of trouble to come all the way to our Holy Land to embarrass yourselves!"
After speaking, the cultivator walked closer and shoved Ye Fan aside. "Get out of the way, you eyesore!"
Ye Fan was just an ordinary person without cultivation, and he was pushed off balance by the shove.
If Bu Quegan hadn't stepped in, he would have fallen.
Ye Fan was stunned.
Something was wrong???
The system didn't intervene?
This was very unlike the system.
Could it be...
Was the system brewing some twisted plot again?
Thinking of this, Ye Fan cast a look of pity and commiseration at the cultivator.
Or is it not good?
Why would you willingly come to help the system recharge?
We have no enmity, why are you targeting me?!
Damn it...
"Who are you?!" Bu Quegan stepped forward, asking unhappily. "Private fights are strictly forbidden during the competition. Are you trying to defy the rules of the Holy Land?!"
"The rules of the Holy Land? Hahaha." The cultivator and his companions all laughed. "You're talking about the Holy Land's rules in front of Holy Land disciples?"
"So what if they're Holy Land disciples?" Bu Quegan said, his voice trembling slightly. "In broad daylight, do you still want to cause trouble?"
His reply was the cultivator's foot.
However, it wasn't Bu Quegan who was kicked, but a Wuzhui Kingdom cultivator behind him.
Under the absolute pressure of strength, the cultivator was kicked to the ground before he could react.
His followers stepped forward and knocked down the other two Wuzhui Kingdom disciples.
"Kid, remember this, I am Wang Wu's senior brother!" the cultivator said fiercely, his foot on the face of the Wuzhui Kingdom disciple. "I will repay you double for what you did to Wang Wu last year!"
"Hmph!" After finishing, the cultivator spat on the Wuzhui Kingdom disciple's face and arrogantly left.
"Brother Bu, are all Holy Land disciples this arrogant?" Ye Fan asked in confusion after returning to their residence. "This competition was initiated by them, so why are their disciples breaking the rules first?"
Ye Fan found this situation very perplexing.
He had seen many similar competitions in his previous ninety-nine lives.
However, no matter what grudges the participating disciples had, they were resolved on the stage.
He had never encountered such blatant rule-breaking in private.
After all, it would sound bad for Holy Land disciples to tarnish their own reputation.
"Although our Wuzhui Kingdom has some national strength, we are ultimately under the jurisdiction of the Holy Land," Bu Quegan said helplessly. "The Holy Land is supreme, so naturally, their disciples are all incredibly arrogant."
"Today, they only used their fists, and no one was even injured, so it's hard to say they broke the rules," Bu Quegan continued to explain. "Besides, our disciples are participating in the competition hoping to become Holy Land disciples in the future, so even if they get beaten now, they can only endure it..."
Ye Fan nodded in realization.
He understood.
These people would become junior disciples if they joined the Holy Land later.
Getting beaten by senior brothers in advance was just a free beating...
He understood, but Ye Fan's impression of this so-called Holy Land dropped considerably.
Such a force that went back on its word and didn't even bother with appearances was likely limited in scope...
The three disciples who were beaten then explained the reason.
It was actually very simple.
Last time they participated in a competition, they had injured and eliminated someone named Wang Wu.
The person just now was Wang Wu's senior brother from his former sect, so he came to seek revenge.
One could only say that the man was too petty.
Getting injured during a competition was normal, especially since the Holy Land's competitions allowed for fatalities.
"If we encounter him again, we might be in trouble..." the three disciples said dejectedly.
"It's alright," Bu Quegan comforted them. "If you meet him, just surrender. Losing doesn't matter, your lives are more important."
"That's the only way."
Ye Fan didn't say much.
The cultivation world was all about strength, and this situation was very normal.
The weak were bullied, and there was nothing wrong with that.
The fact that he was shoved aside just now, and that these three disciples were beaten, was proof of this.
Hmm...
Wait a minute!
Was the system hinting at this to me through this incident?
Did it want to awaken my yearning for my past power and lead me onto the path of cultivation?
This possibility cannot be ruled out!
This darn system never forgets to set a trap for me!