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Chapter 55 - World’s End Pavilion

There were whispers that their stores spanned across the Tianwu Continent, reaching the farthest corners of the world, which explained their name.

The meaning was simple: No matter where one was, they’d see the shadow of the World\'s End Pavilion.

Soon, Chen Fan arrived in front of a branch of the World’s End Pavilion.

It resembled a massive palace, covering an area of four to five miles, exuding a sense of grandeur.

Above the main entrance, a large golden plaque displayed the words "World\'s End Pavilion" in elegant calligraphy embellished with gold and jade.

It emitted a domineering aura, indicating that the calligrapher was undoubtedly a highly skilled cultivator, possibly even a powerhouse in the Yuanfu realm.

Upon entering the World\'s End Pavilion, Chen Fan found the interior divided into numerous smaller stores, each specializing in different items.

The stores were bustling with activity, with crowds gathered in front of each one.

Aside from stores that sold pills and elixirs or martial arts, some stores specialized in purchasing various natural treasures, demon beast skin and fur, and demon cores. They were similarly crowded with people.

“Young Master, may I ask what you’re looking to purchase?”

Just as Chen Fan entered the World’s End Pavilion, a friendly female attendant with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance approached him with a warm smile.

Chen Fan answered, “I want to sell large amounts of beast skin.”

“This way, please, Young Master.”

The female attendant didn’t show contempt when she heard Chen Fan was here to sell things. She remained polite as ever and brought Chen Fan in front of a store.

“Young Master, this store specializes in acquiring demon beast fur, skin, and other items,” she explained.

An elder sat inside that store. Chen Fan immediately realized his cultivation was at the seventh level. He wasn’t weak at all.

“Kid, show me what you\'re selling so that I can assess the price,” said the elder.

Chen Fan nodded and emptied the contents of his storage pouch onto the tabletop. The items clattered as they piled up in front of him.

“That’s a lot!” exclaimed the elder, surprised by the quantity. He quickly stood up from his seat, his eyes filled with shock as he examined the hill of valuable demon beast skin, bones, and other parts.

Many people came to the World’s End Pavilion to sell demon beast skins and demon cores.

However, those who brought such a large amount at once, like Chen Fan, were usually members of hunting squads who specialized in hunting demon beasts for a living.

The elder, with his experience, could easily tell that Chen Fan did not belong to a hunting squad.

Chen Fan was too young, and he didn’t have the typical fierce aura common to members of hunting squads.

Not only the elder and the attendant were astonished, but even the other people nearby who had also come to sell their loot were taken aback.

“Hiss, Golden Scaled Dragon Python’s skin, Green-Faced Tiger’s fangs, Flaming Lion’s fur... My god, there are so many tier-one, seventh-level demon beast furs. This kid’s cultivation is only at the sixth level. Where did he get those from? Did he get lucky and pick them up somewhere?”

The surrounding crowd cast envious gazes in this direction, wishing they could claim the loot for themselves.

This pile of treasures was worth at least a thousand primeval stones, a substantial fortune.

“Tsk tsk. Python skin, snake poison, snake’s saliva, tiger bones, tiger claws, Iron-Back Blue Wolf’s fur. Good stuff. They’re all good stuff.”

The elder’s eyes lit up as he appraised the items.

Chen Fan\'s items were of high quality and in pristine condition, further increasing their value.

The elder\'s keen insight allowed him to evaluate the large pile of items swiftly. He looked at Chen Fan and said, “After going through them, the total amount comes to five thousand primeval stones.”

Hiss!

The surrounding crowd gasped in astonishment upon hearing the elder\'s valuation.

Everyone’s gazes toward Chen Fan were filled with envy and greed. Some even had dark thoughts, hatching up a sinister plot.

Chen Fan smiled coldly inside.

It went without saying he could sense the greedy looks coming from the crowd.

After receiving a bag of primeval stones from the elder, Chen Fan took out twenty and tossed them to the female attendant. She immediately thanked Chen Fan profusely, and a hint of affection appeared on her face.

“I want to buy a good sword. Please show me your selection,” Chen Fan told the female attendant.

“Sure, please follow me, Young Master,” the attendant replied sweetly, tucking away the twenty primeval stones. She led Chen Fan to a store specializing in selling precious swords.

Inside the store, an array of gleaming swords caught Chen Fan\'s eye. They varied in length, but all exuded a sharp and cold aura.

With five thousand primeval stones on him, Chen Fan was feeling rich.

He carefully examined each sword until he came across a three-foot-long, two-finger-wide precious sword. Engraved on the blade were the characters "Killing Wind."

Chen Fan lightly flicked his finger against the blade, making it tremble and emit a crisp humming sound reminiscent of a string instrument. Then, he pulled out a strand of his hair and blew it at the sword’s edge, immediately cutting it in two. It was incomparably sharp.

“Good. Very good. I’ll take this Killing Wind," Chen Fan declared, expressing his fondness.

This sword could slice through iron like mud and effortlessly cut through anything in its path. It surpassed Liao Fan\'s sword by far.

“Fantastic choice, Young Master! Killing Wind was made with deep sea cold iron as the main material, with many other precious fine metals added to it. It underwent a 49-day forging process. It slices iron like mud and cuts anything in its path. With this sword, Young Master would be like a tiger with wings, sweeping through your enemies—”

“Enough with the flattery. How many primeval stones for it?”

Chen Fan interrupted the elder’s incessant chatter.

“One hundred primeval stones.”

“Alright.”

Chen Fan nodded. He took out 100 primeval stones and tossed them over. He suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure walking deeper into the World\'s End Pavilion from the corner of his eye.

“Senior Sister.”

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

He saw Qin Yao passing through the main hall and heading straight toward a door. She paused momentarily, entered through the door, and disappeared from sight.

“What’s behind that door?” Chen Fan asked, shifting his gaze toward the attendant.

“Young Master, behind that door is our World’s End Pavilion’s Auction Hall. We’re holding one today, and lots of treasures will be up,” the female attendant answered.

“Oh.”

Chen Fan nodded.

He realized that the auction hall held the true treasures, unlike the items sold in the main hall stores, which were relatively less expensive.

He knew that auctions often showcased profound tier martial arts, Yuanfu realm demon beasts\' demon cores, high-grade natural treasures, powerful weapons, and more.

Senior Sister came to the World’s End Pavilion and went straight to the auction hall. Could it be that she\'s here specifically to bid for something? With that thought in mind, he decided to head toward the auction hall to satisfy his curiosity and see what kind of treasures would be available for bidding.

He knew that items sold at auctions were not cheap, especially when multiple bidders competed for the same item. It was not uncommon for the final price to skyrocket, reaching several times or even tens of times higher than the market value.

Since Qin Yao was here to bid for something, Chen Fan thought that he could lend her a hand if she needed more primeval stones to compete with others for the desired treasure.

Additionally, he was genuinely interested in witnessing the range of treasures presented in the World\'s End Pavilion auction.