Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Some of the smaller faction’s administrators were tempted.

Even though it wouldn’t save them many Spirit Stones.

The thought of their sect’s quarters still bright with lights at night seemed rather pleasant.

Of course, there was another reason.

This style was favored by the new rulers of the Lower Realm.

For these following forces, aligning with the new ruler’s preferences was certainly the right move.

Deacon Xiahou had already made an early appearance in the hall.

He was fully committed to the success of the Spiritual Medicine auction.

Patrolling non-stop, he repeatedly checked every corner of the auction venue.

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When the auction was about to start, Deacon Xiahou hurried back to wait beside Elder Lu, who could be considered his old superior.

Elder Lu, stroking his short beard, greeted his old friends who were entering with a warm smile from time to time.

He would also whisper to Deacon Xiahou, reminding him to pay attention to some unfamiliar guests they had never seen before.