The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 535: Iron Academy [Fourth Update]

Chapter 535: Chapter 535: Iron Academy [Fourth Update]

"Do you have any ships suitable for sea voyages?"

Walking into the Fate Pavilion, Qin Jun directly asked a servant.

It was true that the Fate Pavilion spread across the various cities of the Human Clan, even in Bianhai City, maintaining its luxurious pattern. Although there were not many cultivators coming and going, each was in a hurry.

"Ships for sea voyages? Indeed, there are some, but it depends on what grade of ship you’re looking for," the servant nodded and said.

"The fastest ship, one that can cross the Southernmost Sea at the very least!" Qin Jun said with a smile.

Cross the Southernmost Sea?

The servant’s expression suddenly turned strange, and other people in the hall also looked at Qin Jun and his companions with surprise.

Zhu Bajie and Diting were on the street outside the door, and given Diting’s size, they couldn’t fit in the pavilion. Their absence decreased the amount of attention Qin Jun and his companions received significantly.

"The weather in the Southernmost Sea is unpredictable, and there are all kinds of powerful sea beasts. Crossing it is very difficult," the servant answered truthfully.

The reason why the Fate Pavilion stood tall among the Human Clan was precisely because it didn’t engage in deceitful practices and had no need for them.

"I see you are not ordinary people. There will be an auction tonight; you can attend. It’s said someone will sell an eighth-grade magical ship that can travel a thousand miles a day and withstand attacks from seventh-order magical beasts."

The servant said with a smile, noticing Qin Jun’s handsome and carefree demeanor, and the fact that Yang Jian and the others exuded an air of extraordinary valor. It was apparent they all came from powerful forces, so instead of mocking them, the servant cordially invited them.

An eighth-grade magical ship?

Travel a thousand miles a day?

It sounded so impressive!

Qin Jun thought as he stroked his chin, then asked, "Where will the auction be held?"

This was his first time attending an auction, and he was quite interested.

"It will take place in the central Courtyard of Iron in the city. You can go and register now. It’s easy to recognize; there’s an iron statue on top of the Courtyard of Iron. Just head north out of the door, and you will be able to see it."

"Thank you!"

Qin Jun turned and left, with Yang Jian and the others following him.

Liu Ruolai reminded him, "I’ve heard that Bianhai City is the wealthiest in the Eastern Flame Domain. Are you sure you can outbid the others?"

Qin Jun smiled confidently, "If worse comes to worst, you all can chip in."

Yang Jian and Tang Sanzang had been following him in battles throughout the Heavenly Realm, and had plundered untold amounts of spirit stones.

It was known that the geniuses who participated in the Heavenly Convention were the pride of the great clans or powerful sects; even calling their family wealth immense was an understatement.

"I can also contribute." Nine-headed Insect made a timely offer, and Qin Jun nodded with a smile.

Lately, this fellow had been very attentive, and Qin Jun considered him for future opportunities at the peak of God and Demon.

The group left the Fate Pavilion, and in the direction indicated by the servant, they saw the Courtyard of Iron.

There, in the highest area of Bianhai City, stood a statuesque figure with a sword pointing towards the horizon, exuding an aura of grandeur and majesty.

Along the way, although cultivators looked curiously at Diting, no one approached for a chat; they all hurried on their way.

The people who came to Bianhai City were all people of means, and it was best to keep to oneself to avoid trouble.

After about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, they arrived in front of the Courtyard of Iron.

The so-called Courtyard of Iron was a wall made of steel, five zhang high, making it impossible to see inside.

Many cultivators lingered in front of the Courtyard of Iron.

"Have you heard? Tonight there will be a Purple Crystal Agate up for auction, a holy material for crafting artifacts!"

"It’s quite valuable, don’t get involved without ten million second-order spirit stones."

"It’s said that an eighth-grade magical ship will also be on sale, tsk tsk, eighth-grade, I’ve never actually seen one."

"Liu Shunan is also here, he’s a monster who survived the Heavenly Convention. I heard he’s here on a mission from the Liu Clan this time."

Qin Jun took their words to heart, shook his head with a smile, then walked straight towards the Courtyard of Iron’s main gates.

Six men dressed in blue stood guard in front of the gate.

"I would like to register for tonight’s auction," Qin Jun said bluntly.

I?

The six men slightly raised their eyebrows, and one of the elders bowed with a smile, "To join the auction, we need to verify your financial power to prevent anyone from bidding wildly during the auction."

Qin Jun nodded with a smile in understanding.

They then followed the elder into the Courtyard of Iron.

The interior of the Courtyard of Iron resembled a Roman amphitheater, with circular tiers of seating up against the iron wall. The seats were already arranged, and on the highest tier, there were several small pavilions draped with light gauzes, obscuring the view inside; they were likely akin to private boxes.

Guided by the elder, Qin Jun and his group entered a room on the left side of the corridor.

About half an hour passed.

The wooden door opened again, and the elder walked out first. Then, bowing, he said with a smile, "Gentlemen, take your time leaving. I will personally welcome you tonight and see you into the VIP lodge."

His body quivered slightly, and his eyes were full of excitement.

A moneyed client!

He had encountered a major spender!

Just thinking about the scene of counting Qin Jun’s spirit stones made it difficult for him to remain composed.

He even suspected that Qin Jun might be a direct descendant of the Dongfang Family, given how many spirit stones he had, akin to raiding a national treasury.

"Hmm."

Qin Jun nodded indifferently, his demeanor completely changed from when he first arrived.

At this moment, he couldn’t afford to be seen as equal; it was necessary to command respect when required, or others would start to question you.

Exiting the main gates of the Courtyard of Iron, Elder Li bent over and called out respectfully, "Elders, take care!"

He did not lower his voice at all, drawing the attention of the surrounding cultivators to Qin Jun and his companions.

He wasn’t trying to attract enmity towards Qin Jun; rather, he was giving face to Qin Jun.

Given Qin Jun and his companions’ strength, they surely didn’t fear others’ coveting, and now Elder Li’s attitude was undoubtedly flattering Qin Jun, all to win his favor.

"Eh? Are they very rich, for Elder Li to personally see them off?"

"Elder Li holds quite a high position within the Courtyard of Iron. These people must be of no ordinary status; everyone take note, and don’t provoke them."

"It looks like tonight’s auction is going to be lively."

"I just hope no one outbids me for that iron sword I’ve got my eye on!"

The cultivators’ tones were filled with envy and wariness, but Qin Jun and his group did not immediately look for an inn.

The auction was scheduled to start at midnight, less than two hours away.

Originally, Elder Li wanted to invite them to rest in the Courtyard of Iron for a while, but Qin Jun declined.

The Southernmost Sea was vast, and Qin Jun intended to take a tour around Bianhai City to make some preparations.

Shortly after they left, a handsome young master, accompanied by four guards, arrived.

Upon seeing him, Elder Li quickly bowed with a smile, "It turns out to be Young Master Liu, welcome, welcome."

This young master was Liu Shunan. He was not even a hundred years old yet he had already broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm, and he had participated in the recently concluded Heavenly Convention.

While Dongfang Ji had perished in the Heavenly Convention, Liu Shunan had persisted until the end, instantly becoming one of the top geniuses of the Eastern Flame Domain.

"Hmm, prepare a room for me; I won’t disappoint you at tonight’s auction," said Liu Shunan softly as he waved his fan, his gaze not on Elder Li but fixed on the awe-inspiring statue at the top of the Courtyard of Iron, his expression full of reverence.

This statue was not fabricated out of nowhere; it was made to commemorate a certain person.

Or rather, a certain legendary hero!