I Can Fix My Talent Chapter 169 - 146: Refining a Tier Three Magical Treasure (P

Chapter 169: Chapter 146: Refining a Tier Three Magical Treasure (Part 2)

Within a radius of millions of miles, almost all the prominent Golden Core and Fake Pill cultivators have arrived here, which is the venue of the Black Water Auction.

Chen Sheng flew in on an ordinary orange-red flame, concealing all his mana and aura, looking just like an average cultivator.

A hazy mist swirled around him, a small technique he activated using his Sword Intent, effectively blocking others’ Divine Sense exploration, clearly intending to conceal his identity.

Many cultivators around were dressed similarly, and some wore wide-brimmed hats or black veils, looking like mysterious Tribulation Cultivators, making it hard to see their faces.

At the entrance of the venue, four cultivators were responsible for greeting guests, all with Foundation Establishment Cultivation. Among them, one had a calm aura, having reached Late-stage Foundation Establishment, evidently the leader of the welcoming team.

Beside them stood many young attendants, all dressed neatly, with smiles on their faces, ready to serve the arriving cultivators at any moment.

The Divine Sense of the welcoming cultivators swept over Chen Sheng, only to feel that his cultivation was unfathomable, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, impossible to discern, and they quickly spoke respectfully:

"Welcome, Senior."

Chen Sheng did not present an invitation, and the Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator understood that this senior obviously did not wish to reveal their identity.

He hurriedly took out a black token engraved with the number "97" and respectfully handed it to Chen Sheng, then called over a clever attendant:

"Take this senior to Box 97!"

The attendant respectfully took the token, slightly bowed to Chen Sheng:

"Senior, please follow me."

Then led Chen Sheng through the bustling hall, along a corridor lined with a red carpet, arriving at the door of a luxurious box.

Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense instinctively swept around, only to see the walls of the box flickering with the light of various Restrictions.

These Restrictions were arranged extremely ingeniously, not only isolating sound but also blocking Divine Sense exploration, clearly intended to protect the privacy of bidders.

He waved his hand, dismissing the attendant, then gently swiped the token in a groove on the door of the box.

With a soft "click