A sleepless night.
Mo Wangchen immersed himself in cultivation.
Since arriving at the Daluo Heaven Realm, he increasingly felt his insignificance.
His main goal was to head to the Smoke Martial Alliance.
Without sufficient strength, he dared not act rashly.
The ancient Ji Family, now long led by Yan Ruyi, whether the Ji Family bloodline still existed in the world was something Mo Wangchen could not guarantee.
In the next three days, Mo Wangchen spent most of his time in his room, rarely going out.
Until the day of the auction.
"Brother Mo, the auction is held today, many people have already started entering. Shall we leave now?"
Outside the room, Kong Chu and Tian Xinzhi had arrived, aware that Mo Wangchen did not want to miss this auction.
"Creak!"
The door was pushed open; Mo Wangchen had already washed up and looked very spirited.
He smiled, "Let's go."
Then, the three descended the stairs directly and left Tianyang Building.
