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Chapter 178 - Chapter 92 – The Silent Auctioneer

The carriage wheels hummed against iron rails carved directly into the clouds, vibrating beneath Wei Chen's boots as he stood on the open deck of the night train. Su Mei sat opposite him in a booth lined with velvet cushions that shifted color when touched by void energy; she twirled a silver flute between her fingers while watching the moonlight refract through glass windows above them.

"Drink?" she asked, pouring two glasses of wine made from crushed spirit berries that bubbled faintly like liquid fire. Wei Chen took hers without asking and leaned closer until their shoulders brushed against each other inside the carriage cabin where they sat alone despite others passing by in adjacent rooms. He tapped her knee with his fan handle while she laughed softly under her breath before leaning back to rest against his shoulder, letting warmth spread between them like static electricity settling on fabric.

The conductor called out stops along a route that didn't exist on any map anymore since Wei Chen had bought the rights from merchants who knew better than most people what was really going on beneath surface level where everyone pretended everything was normal despite shadows detaching from walls independently now testing new limits without warning anyone else besides just those few who listened closely enough when voices spoke inside their own skulls rather than air around them saying waiting is over because time has run out finally after centuries spent sealed away until Wei Chen's core woke them up with his presence alone.

Su Mei stood and walked toward the window where three disciples tried to lift boulders that floated too high above them before crashing down onto grass below without breaking anything because gravity had already shifted underfoot recently thanks to Wei Chen's presence alone acting as anchor point for reality itself; one young man stumbled backward and caught himself on a wooden beam while his eyes widened in realization when he felt warmth travel up his spine from the stone floor beneath him—a sign of collective growth within the group triggered by proximity to Wei Chen's stabilized core during their intimacy ritual earlier that day before they came here today for business meetings.

Wei Chen stepped forward raising one hand high above his head so its reflection caught moonlight despite being at night in a sky devoid of stars anymore since clouds swirled like boiling soup where void mist drifted outside near the floating district market stalls selling cheap pills wrapped in paper that glowed faintly under sunlight even though sold for silver only instead of spirit stones because Wei Chen's team had bulk-bought them earlier at an auction house nearby before coming here today to finish trade deals with merchants who knew better than most people what was really going on beneath surface level where everyone pretended everything was normal despite shadows detaching from walls independently now testing new limits without warning anyone else besides just those few who listened closely enough when voices spoke inside their own skulls rather than air around them saying waiting is over because time has run out finally after centuries spent sealed away until Wei Chen's core woke them up with his presence alone.

He turned back toward Su Mei whose eyes were now glowing faintly white instead of blue—a sign her cultivation had advanced through direct contact with his void core during their intimacy ritual while she held him steady against the abyssal wind that threatened to tear them apart mid-air if they hadn't locked together just seconds before standing right here where we are reading this story currently as I write these words down onto paper inked black on white parchment sheets stacked neatly beside each other waiting patiently until next chapter arrives tomorrow morning when sun rises higher above horizon line marking beginning of new day forever changing everything known about cultivation methods lost centuries ago during wars that destroyed records entirely when empires fell apart piece by piece over time leaving behind only fragments left scattered across realms unknown to commoners who walked streets below while cultivators flew overhead without touching ground anymore unless specifically needed for training sessions held outdoors under open skies where disciples practiced forms learned directly from Wei Chen himself teaching them how fight using fan arts combined with speed tricks he perfected long ago before meeting Su Mei first time back when they were both younger and stronger than now though still powerful enough to handle whatever comes next together since bond sealed tighter every single day passing by faster than usual lately due to pressure building up inside core waiting for release soon.

The carriage lurched forward as the train passed through a tunnel where darkness pressed against glass like living weight while Su Mei turned away quickly and whispered something into his ear that made him grin wider before she kissed him on cheek instead of lips this time around since they were still in public despite being high above clouds enough to feel safe from prying eyes looking up below.

To be Continued

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