Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

After a Maid helped him back to his room, Shen Haoran immediately closed his eyes and began to restore the Spiritual Thought in his Sea of Consciousness. Looking at his nearly depleted Sea of Consciousness, Shen Haoran gave a bitter smile. ’To make a name for myself this time, I really pushed myself to the limit!’

"Those four elixirs should cause quite a stir," Shen Haoran murmured to himself before settling his Heart Spirit and beginning his recovery.

And things turned out just as Shen Haoran had guessed. At the auction, when Luo Xiaowen presented the four elixirs, the Martial Artists in the hall went into an uproar. Bidders were endless, far exceeding Luo Xiaowen’s expectations. After all, the Divine Martial Blood Pool rarely opened. If one could obtain the qualification to enter and cultivate within it, pairing that with a Calm Spirit Pill that had Pill Patterns would definitely double the effectiveness of their cultivation. Compared to one’s own path of cultivation, what was mere money?

In the end, all four elixirs were sold for an incredible price. Their value even surpassed that of the finale item prepared by the Celestial Martial Auction House.

The auction continued until evening before finally concluding. Afterward, the four Calm Spirit Pills with Pill Patterns became a hot topic of conversation that didn’t die down for a long time.

"Everyone, please wait a moment!" Just as the crowd was about to leave, Luo Xiaowen called out to all the Martial Artists present.

"I have one more piece of good news for everyone. The Alchemy Master who refined those four Calm Spirit Pills is now looking for a few people to help him with a task. Upon completion, he has promised to refine elixirs for you. The reward is extremely generous! Those who are interested can come here to sign up. You must be at least a Tier Six Spirit Marquis!" Luo Xiaowen announced loudly.

Upon hearing this, the auction house once again erupted. Most of the Martial Artists surged forward, squeezing toward the auction stage and clamoring to sign up. The Alchemist behind this was a master capable of refining Pill Patterns! If they could ask him for a single elixir, it would be a heaven-sent opportunity!

Watching the swarming crowd of Martial Artists, Luo Xiaowen smiled in satisfaction. Shen Haoran’s efforts from the morning had not been in vain.

After recording everyone’s names, Luo Xiaowen sent them away. Quite a few people had signed up, so they would still need to be carefully screened. After all, this mission concerned the very lives of Shen Haoran and his companions. The chosen Martial Artists could not be weak, and their character had to be even better!

Leaving the auction hall, Luo Xiaowen rushed to Shen Haoran’s room without stopping. After an afternoon of recovery, Shen Haoran’s complexion had improved greatly, and he no longer looked so weak.

Upon seeing the list in Luo Xiaowen’s hands, Shen Haoran nodded in satisfaction. Then, with a wave of his hand, he directly delegated the task of selecting the candidates to her. In his words, he wasn’t suited for this kind of work; it required someone with Luo Xiaowen’s delicate mind. Shen Haoran’s high-sounding words earned him a continuous eye-roll from Luo Xiaowen.

After the two had talked for a while, Shen Haoran’s door was pushed open again, and Murong Wanqing and Han Xu walked in from outside. Shen Haoran had sent them out that morning. First, to see if Han Xu, in his female disguise, could attract the attention of the Hehuan Sect. Second, to have them gather intelligence on the Martial Artists who had come to Divine Martial City to compete for the Divine Martial Blood Pool.

"How did it go? Any luck?" Shen Haoran asked.

Murong Wanqing and Han Xu picked up the teacups on the table, drained them in one gulp, and then flopped down into their seats before slowly beginning to speak.

"I think I was being followed. Someone was tailing me the whole way back. It must have been disciples from the Hehuan Sect. Looks like they took the bait!" Han Xu reported.

"Mm," Shen Haoran nodded. With Han Xu’s current "looks," even Murong Wanqing couldn’t quite compare. It would be strange if the disciples of the Hehuan Sect didn’t take the bait.

"And you?" Shen Haoran asked, turning to look at Murong Wanqing.

Seeing Shen Haoran’s question directed at her, Murong Wanqing organized her thoughts before answering. "This competition for the Divine Martial Blood Pool could be considered the most difficult one in history. Divine Martial City is already filled to the brim, and even the land for dozens of miles around it is packed with tents. They’re all from the younger generation. Regardless of their strength, they all want to try and bask in the glory of the Divine Martial Blood Pool. Many are holding onto a sliver of hope, thinking, ’what if I succeed?’ So, the number of participants this year far exceeds previous years!"

"However, in this battle for the Divine Martial Blood Pool spots, there are a few people you need to pay special attention to!" After speaking, Murong Wanqing took a scroll from her Storage Ring and handed it to Shen Haoran.

"This is a list I bought outside. The people on it are the ones most likely to win a spot this time. Take a look!"

Shen Haoran took the scroll and opened it directly. A dozen or so names were listed inside, each with a detailed introduction. And the extremely conspicuous person ranked first was someone Shen Haoran had heard of more than once.

"Xue Shitian, the number one Inner Sect Disciple of the Celestial Spirit Sect, Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak. He once single-handedly fought four Tier Three Spirit Aspect Powerhouses, killing three and severely injuring one, while only sustaining minor injuries himself. With such strength, he is ranked first on the Northern Domain’s Hidden Dragon List and is a powerful contender for the Divine Martial Blood Pool this time!"

"Xue Shitian came here too?" Shen Haoran was a little surprised.

"He probably wants to use the Divine Martial Blood Pool to achieve a breakthrough," Luo Xiaowen replied.

Hearing this, Shen Haoran nodded and continued to read down the list.

"Jian Wushuang, Young Sect Leader of the Wind Sword Sect, Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak. His use of the Wind Sword has reached a state of perfection, and his Swordsmanship is exquisite. He is a once-in-a-century genius of the Wind Sword Sect, ranked second on the Northern Domain’s Hidden Dragon List."

"Ouyang Shaoyu, Direct Disciple of the Fallen Valley’s Valley Master, Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak. He has an eccentric and perverse personality, an evil charm about him, and has killed countless people. His strength is formidable, and he is ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon List."

"..."

As he continued reading, Shen Haoran’s brow gradually furrowed. The people recorded on the list were all at or above the Tier Nine Spirit Marquis level, and every one of them was on the Hidden Dragon List. ’It seems this contest for the Divine Martial Blood Pool will be no simple matter!’

"By the way, what is this Hidden Dragon List?" Shen Haoran asked. He had noticed that every person had a Hidden Dragon List ranking after their name.

"That is the Northern Domain’s recognized ranking for the younger generation. It’s a list that ranks the top one hundred members of the younger generation who are below the Spirit Aspect Stage according to their strength. Anyone who can make it onto the Northern Domain’s Hidden Dragon List is one of the top talents of their generation, and their future achievements will definitely not be small. The Hidden Dragon List is also the ultimate goal for all young cultivators in the Northern Domain!" Han Xu explained from the side, his eyes filled with yearning.

"Oh, is that so?" Hearing this, Shen Haoran looked down at the list of names, a burning fighting spirit rising in his eyes. ’The top talents of the Northern Domain’s younger generation... I wonder who is stronger, them or me?’