If Lin Yiru and Mo Yue'er both refused to cultivate the Wood Tao Art of Longevity, Hong Yuan wouldn't say anything more.
As for sealing their sleeping Divine Origin Marrow within his Demonic Body, he was even less likely to make casual use of it.
「Three days later.」
The Phoenix Creek Auction, located within the inner city of Phoenix Creek, was bustling with excitement and clamor. Cultivators, at least third-rank and above, were constantly coming and going.
"Senior Brother, the A01 private room has been prepared for you. Please follow me." A lovely-looking female disciple with smiling eyes bowed and extended her hand. She then led Hong Yuan, Lin Yiru, and Mo Yue'er to the third floor, where the A01 room was located.
Looking down at the dense crowd lining up to enter, Lin Yiru couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath.
She said softly, "Yuan, the last time Wushang and I came here, we also had to..."
