The Fenghuo Auction was not over yet, but Jiang Yiming's focus was no longer on it. Let alone the fact that he had yet to fully understand the cultivation technique in his hands, even in terms of his strength, it had been some time since he had improved.
Therefore, he had no intention of going to the auction the next day. He just gave a pile of spirit stones to his disciples and let them buy what they please.
They could literally buy what they please since it was impossible for him to go bankrupt.
On the other hand, he requested the inn staff to help him get a large number of ancient books, wondering if the method to crack the cultivation technique was recorded in one of the ancient books.
Just when he was having a headache, there was a knock on his desk, "Sect leader Jiang, a guest has requested to see you."
"Guest? What guest?" Jiang Yiming frowned. How could there be a guest at a time like this?