Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

On the dimly lit and mysterious streets of the ghost market, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi closely followed the man and woman in front of them.

There is an unspeakable tension in the air here. The streets are lined with all kinds of strange stalls. The vendors have covered their faces with thick curtains, leaving only their eyes exposed, which flash in the dim light. Shining with an indescribable light.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi's target is a mysterious auction house in the ghost market, but they are not familiar with this place and are full of vigilance.

Pedestrians were coming and going around, and everyone seemed to be hiding secrets. They were walking in a hurry and looking nervous.

Lin Fan secretly thought that everyone here might be a potential enemy or a potential source of information.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi kept a certain distance and followed the men and women in front of them. They did not dare to follow too closely, lest they attract attention and appear too ostentatious;

But he didn't dare to follow too far, for fear that once he lost his sight, he would never be able to find the target again. In this case, the tracking skills of the two of them are particularly critical.

Pedestrians on the street are wearing various clothes, some are wearing cloaks, some are wearing masks, and everyone seems to be acting out their own story.

Lin Fan's eyes scanned the crowd from time to time, trying to find any possible clues.

However, he soon realized that in such a complex environment, any rash prying might lead to unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, the man and woman they were following suddenly turned into an alley.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi looked at each other, and both of them saw the determination in the other's eyes.

They quickly picked up the pace and cautiously moved deeper down the alley.

This alley seems darker, with dilapidated stone walls on both sides, covered with ivy. From time to time, you can hear gusts of wind blowing through the narrow alley, making a whimpering sound.

As Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi cautiously entered the dark alley, they found that the alley was empty, with not a single person in sight.

The surrounding buildings are old and dilapidated, and the stones on the walls have been weathered into irregular shapes over time. The dilapidated wooden doors on both sides of the street are tightly closed, as if they are hiding endless secrets.

The cold wind blew from the depths of the alley, bringing with it a chilling feeling.

The two looked back and suddenly noticed a dilapidated wooden door. At the door sat an old man wrapped in a black robe.

His face was covered by black gauze, and only the faint light of his eyes in the darkness could be seen.

The old man's figure looked particularly mysterious under the dim light, and his coughing sounds from time to time added to the weirdness.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi looked at each other and knew in their hearts that this must be the legendary auction house.

They plucked up the courage and stepped forward, filled with curiosity and nervousness.

The auction house in this ghost market is full of unknowns to them, and every step is like exploring a mysterious world.

When the two people approached the old man, an old and powerful voice sounded: "One of the 100 middle-grade spiritual stones!"

The sound echoed in the narrow alley, giving people a sense of oppression.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi looked at each other, not expecting that they would need to pay to enter the auction house.

Lin Fan took out 200 medium-grade spiritual stones from his arms and carefully handed them into the old man's hands.

The old man took the spirit stone without any extra movements or words. He just waved his hand gently to indicate that the two of them could enter.

Although there was some hesitation in their hearts, there was no way out, so the two of them walked into the courtyard bravely.

In this mysterious courtyard, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi felt a strange tranquility.

They walked through a dimly lit corridor and arrived at the main area of ​​the courtyard.

Here, the air seems to be filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, making the entire space seem both quiet and inexplicably tense.

The whispers and discussions coming from a distance were like secrets hidden in the night, which made people breathe faster.

When Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi entered the courtyard, they immediately discovered the man and woman they were following.

The man and woman were already sitting quietly at a table in the corner of the yard, seemingly waiting for something.

There were also some people sitting in other places in the courtyard, sitting together in twos and threes, each of them looking focused and mysterious.

The two of them let out a long breath and felt a little relieved, finally confirming that they were not in the wrong place.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi found a relatively secluded spot in the yard to sit down. Their eyes scanned the surrounding crowd from time to time, trying to find any possible clues or information.

However, neither of them knew anything about the auction house's rules and bidding methods.

Lin Fan frowned, his heart filled with confusion and curiosity.

Ximen Zhi, on the other hand, seemed a little uneasy. His eyes kept wandering around, seeming to be looking for any possible answers or help.

At this moment, a smart and capable waiter came over.

The waiter was wearing neat clothes and had a professional smile on his face.

He shuttled between the tables nimbly, asking customers what services they needed from time to time.

The appearance of the waiter gave Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi a glimmer of hope. Maybe he could provide them with some information about the auction house.

In the mysterious auction house, the waiter's voice broke the silence for a moment.

He turned to Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi and asked with a professional smile: "You two, what would you like to drink?"

Ximen Zhi replied: "We don't drink tea." His voice was firm, and his eyes showed that he didn't like to be disturbed.

After hearing this answer, the smile on the waiter's face turned serious, and his tone contained a determination that could not be refuted: "I'm sorry, you two, if you don't want to drink tea, please leave!"

Although his voice was calm, it seemed particularly clear in this quiet environment, as if every word was echoing in the air.

Such a direct eviction order made Ximen Zhi stand up in anger, and his voice suddenly rose: "We paid the entrance fee!"

Ximen Zhi's attitude became a little agitated, his eyes flashing with dissatisfaction and anger.

The waiter looked at them, his tone still calm: "Haha, the entrance fee, doesn't this allow you to come in? No matter who it is, if you don't spend money in the yard, you have to go out!"

His words revealed a decisive and unquestionable momentum, as if his words were the rules here.

The quarrel between the two quickly attracted the attention of the people around them, and many curious eyes began to look at them.

In this mysterious and unpredictable environment, any small movement is enough to attract everyone's attention.

Lin Fan saw this and hurriedly pulled Ximen Zhi to sit down. A trace of embarrassment and displeasure flashed across his face, and he secretly felt anxious in his heart.

He knew it was very dangerous to draw too much attention to a place like this, especially since they were unfamiliar with the environment.

Lin Fan whispered to Ximen Zhi: "Let's just order something casually so as not to attract more attention."