c1339: Ten Thousand Gold Auction

Several tens of thousands of miles away.

Xiao Yi stood calmly, his eyebrows lightly furrowed.

Not far away, Jin Zhuo was burying the bodies of several Golden Robed Guards.

Xiao Yi’s slightly furrowed brows gradually became somewhat grave.

He knew the name of the Evil Lord Mansion, but he wasn’t familiar with it.

No, to be precise, in the vast Central Region, few truly understand this force.

The Evil Lord Mansion, though named ’Mansion’, its exact location is unknown to anyone.

It’s known only as a place where Evil Cultivators gather.

Some unknown time ago, this force suddenly appeared, extremely mysterious.

Nobody understands them, only knowing that their lineage is likewise ancient.

Within the mansion, experts gather, and they are all terrifying Evil Cultivators.

Since the appearance of the Evil Lord Mansion, it has swept through the vast Central Region like an autumn wind, gathering almost all Evil Cultivators.

Evil Cultivators, once shouted against and avoided, gradually became arrogant.

Of course, arrogance aside, it hasn’t reached the point of utter recklessness.

This area lies at the boundary between the Wind Shattering Hall Main Hall and the Asura Hall Main Hall.

Therefore, even the Evil Cultivators of the Evil Lord Mansion, few strong ones dare to act recklessly here.

Those who come are merely ordinary Evil Cultivators.

Like the group just now.

However, under this mysterious force, even giant entities like the Beiyin Sect are three points wary of them.

Moreover, among these people, there are inevitably some lunatics.

In Xiao Yi’s plan, it was best to leave this area with Jin Zhuo as soon as possible.

Not long after.

Jin Zhuo finished up, bowing three times before each nameless grave.

For a Martial Artist to die away from home, having a nameless grave was already fortunate.

Jin Zhuo didn’t inscribe names, instead letting his brothers-in-arms’ graves remain peaceful.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Yi asked.

Jin Zhuo nodded, "Sir..."

"Just call me Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi shook his head, "By the way, are you going to the Wind Shattering Hall Main Hall or the Asura Hall Main Hall?"

"I can give you a ride."

"No need." Jin Zhuo shook his head, "I was just planning to seek help at the main halls."

"After all, although the Ancient Eight Halls don’t interfere in power struggles, they are merciless towards these Evil Cultivators."

"I had hoped the main hall’s experts would act and save my companions..."

Jin Zhuo paused, "Now, it’s unnecessary."

"Rather, this commercial item needs to be sent back to headquarters quickly."

"Do you need an escort?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Well..." Jin Zhuo hesitated, "Xiao Yi, your strength is remarkable; if you can accompany me, it would be great."

"However, I believe you have matters of your own, and I worry it might delay you."

"It’s nothing." Xiao Yi shook his head, "Let’s go."

As his strength increased, he saw more and learned far more than when he first arrived in the Central Region, knowing little about most secrets; now, he understood much about various powers.

Like the Central Region Eighteen Prefectures, he naturally had a deeper understanding than before.

The Central Region Eighteen Prefectures, rather than eighteen powers, are more like eighteen families.

These are eighteen powerful families dominating their areas.

The headquarters of the Ten Thousand Gold Mansion is located in the Ten Thousand Gold Territory.

It’s the most prosperous commercial area in the entire Central Region.

Its City Lord is the Jin Family.

By distance, it’s at least over a hundred regions away from here, a not short journey.

If Jin Zhuo’s Golden Robed Guard team were intact, it wouldn’t be much of a problem.

After all, the Ten Thousand Gold Mansion is a commercial power without many enemies.

The Golden Robed Guards’ strength is also impressive, so there would be no danger on the road.

But now it’s just Jin Zhuo alone, and he is only a Saint King Realm First Layer injured quite severely, crossing such a long journey.