The next day.
Ling Chen and his party appeared outside the auction site.
At this moment, people were queuing up for entry.
"Shh! See that guy with a bird on his shoulder?"
Someone said quietly.
"What about him?"
The surrounding people asked.
"They say they're from a hidden sect!"
The previous person said proudly.
"What, people from a hidden sect?!"
"Then let's make way quickly, don't provoke them."
"Yes! Remember the sect that offended the Heavenly Destiny Sect one year? They were wiped out completely!"
...
As Ling Chen approached, the long queue immediately scattered in disarray.
Many cultivators dodged far away, gesturing and whispering to each other.
As if they had encountered a plague deity.
This eerie scene left Ling Chen and the others quite puzzled.
Soon, Ling Chen and his companions arrived at the entrance of the auction site.
There was an elderly man checking identities at the door.
