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"Are you really going to Eastern Japan?" Black Cripple asked in surprise, looking at Zuo Ci.
"What does this old man want in Eastern Japan? Are we going to trample through the cherry blossoms in September? Or is watching a little film not enough for you? Do you want to put some real skills into practice?"
Zuo Ci pondered for a moment and then shared some shortcomings of the Wan Hun Fan with Black Cripple. After hearing this, Black Cripple felt as if the sky had fallen.
"Yasukuni Shrine! That's the most heavily guarded place in Eastern Japan. Aren't we being a bit too arrogant?"
"What’s the big deal?" Zuo Ci chuckled and shook his head. "Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, if they are obtained forcefully, these guys only know how to worship Heroic Spirits and stabilize National Fortune. They don’t understand that there are so many Heroic Spirits. As a Poor Daoist, I can’t bear to let Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures gather dust, so I naturally have to help them!"
Black Cripple was somewhat speechless. "Is this really helping? Isn’t this just robbing them? Are we really that bold?"
With a hint of helplessness, Black Cripple suggested, "How about we prepare a bit? I’ll check on the local forces in Eastern Japan for double insurance!"
Zuo Ci thought about it and agreed. Black Cripple hurriedly began investigating the local forces in Eastern Japan, looking for places that might be easier to escape from.
In the competition between nations, Huaxia naturally had no fear. It was a matter of individuals versus nations.
Black Cripple still felt that preserving his life was the most important thing.
Even though Zuo Ci's Shu Fa was profound, it was not enough to single-handedly withstand the power of an entire nation.
"Sir, there's a letter for you outside!" Zuo Bei approached Zuo Ci, holding an envelope.
Zuo Ci, puzzled, opened the wax-sealed envelope, and from it fell a bronze token as thin as a cicada's wing. The surface was engraved with mottled beast patterns, and at its center was a totem of a Golden Coffin.
"What is this?" Zuo Ci examined the bronze card with curiosity.
Meanwhile, Black Cripple was looking for information on notable forces in Eastern Japan when he heard Zuo Ci's voice. His eyes were drawn to the bronze token.
"Bao Long Auction House?" Black Cripple exclaimed in surprise, "Where did this come from?"
"Bao Long Auction House?" Zuo Ci echoed, "What kind of place is that?"
"It’s an auction house jointly established by all the Bie Bao Ren and Tu Fuzi in our country. They auction off things that are not meant to be seen in public. Because their origins are questionable, they are often sealed by the Thirteenth Division. It must be said that everything inside is extremely rare; each item is worth a fortune!"
Black Cripple chuckled, "It must be that you caught the attention of those Tu Fuzi during your duel yesterday; they want you to demonstrate!"
"Demonstrate?" Zuo Ci laughed, "Are you sure they don't want me to spend money?"
This bronze token is jokingly referred to as Mo Jin Fu among insiders because one of the shareholders behind Bao Long Auction House is Mo Jin Xiao Wei. The so-called Yin Zi Guan and Bronze Coffin imply that if your fortune isn't strong enough, you shouldn't approach. This is a limited Noble Card, similar to a super membership; if you participate in an auction at the house, you enjoy a fifty percent discount on items purchased.
This is already a tremendous bargain, considering that these Tu Fuzi and Bie Bao Ren have noses sharper than dogs. Most treasures they uncover are astronomical in value—valuable but often unattainable!
Black Cripple examined the card in his hand and smiled, "If you're interested, I heard there's an auction in three days. They seem to have some intriguing items!"
Zuo Ci pondered for a moment, deciding it was worth a look. After all, Yin Wu was quite the thing. It was the most favored material for magical artifacts among Deviant Arts, especially that kind of Yin Qi unearthed from Funeral Tombs, which was intertwined with the Sha Qi accumulated since ancient times.
Gathering evil spirits and nurturing souls knew no bounds.
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