"Woof!"

Big Yellow barked again, then it arched its body and jumped up to the flying carpet.

It would not have had the guts to do so if the flight equipment belonged to someone else. Since Ou Yangming was the one that refined the carpet, the big yellow dog regarded it as its own.

This was Big Yellow's logical thinking—anything good that belonged to Ou Yangming belonged to it too.

The flying carpet lowered a little, but it quickly went back to its normal state and rose higher. Nonetheless, Ou Yangming helplessly made it stop when they were close to the roof.

He was certain that the flying carpet could fly inside this room, but he could not measure how high it could fly, as well as its speed.

Just as he was going to control the flying carpet to fly out of the building, Tian Yinghao's voice could be heard outside the courtyard.

"Brother Ou, the Lottery Meet is starting soon, so let's go now!"

Ou Yangming gently tapped Big Yellow's head. It was displeased.

"What's there to see at the Lottery Meet? Isn't there just going to be some interspatial bags? Let's go out to play instead!" It stuck out its tongue and looked eagerly at Ou Yangming.

"There's nothing much to see at the Lottery Meet, but some good items will be sold after that, so it won't hurt if we go to take a look." Ou Yangming chuckled and looked at Big Yellow. "Don't worry, since I managed to figure out how to smith this, you'll be getting one too."

Big Yellow opened its mouth and smiled proudly.

Following that, Ou Yangming jumped off the flying carpet with Big Yellow, then he waved his hand to put the treasure away.

In terms of material value only, a flying carpet might not be more valuable than an interspatial bag. Even so, the young fellow and the big yellow dog knew that the former was much rarer than the latter.

When Ou Yangming opened the door, Tian Yinghao asked with a smile, "Brother Ou, are you still smithing pieces of basic equipment? Heh, judging from your abilities, you're considered potent already."

Throughout the interaction between them that lasted a few days, Tian Yinghao experienced how capable and potential Ou Yangming was. He admired the young fellow for his natural gift in smithing art.

Ou Yangming shook his head and answered, "I was fiddling with something new."

"Oh, given that you're spending time on researching it, it must be something great." Tian Yinghao's eyes lit up.

"It's a great item indeed, but I haven't tested it yet, so I can't conclude if I succeeded or not." Ou Yangming chuckled.

Tian Yinghao laughed and expressed, "It sounds like you've successfully smithed it. Hehe, Brother Ou, don't worry, I'm sure it was a success." He did not know what Ou Yangming had smithed, but he already had the guts to vouch for it. Needless to say, it was because he was extremely confident in the young fellow's abilities.

Ou Yangming smiled faintly at him and thought, 'If he finds out that I was fiddling with a flying carpet, I wonder if he'll still be so confident in me.'

Before this, flying carpets could only be smithed by Venerable Blacksmiths, but Ou Yangming was far from being a Venerable One. Before he really managed to mull over a flying carpet, even he dared not guarantee that he could refine pieces of flight equipment.

"Enough of this—let's go to the meet." Ou Yangming changed the topic calmly.

Tian Yinghao was stunned, but he immediately understood that Ou Yangming did not want to talk about the matter anymore. He nodded right away and brought the young fellow to a mountain.

The Beast King Sect was established on a mountain range, hence any large events and activities would be held on such terrain.

This time, Tian Yinghao brought Ou Yangming to one of the largest mountains in the Beast King Sect, and it was also the venue for all of the grand activities in the sect. Many human powerhouses and beasts had already gathered by the time they arrived.

Everyone was attracted to a big box at the center of the square on the mountain.

This was because they knew that the receivers of the 100 interspatial bags would be chosen from the box.

Ou Yangming and Tian Yinghao roamed around the square. Owing to the blacksmith's introduction, the young fellow had not only gotten to know the rules here, but he also became very interested in the items that would be auctioned next.

A giant crystal wall could be seen on one of the corners of the square. A corresponding magic art was released, causing the images of various items to be auctioned to continuously appear on the wall.

It was not Ou Yangming's first time participating in such an auction, but he felt like it was an eye-opener. In particular, he was quite drawn to the pills that were introduced.

All of a sudden, a vibrant voice was heard from the center of the square.

"Dear guests, welcome to the Beast King Sect's large-scaled Trading Meet." A burly man, who was almost similar to a spirit beast, stood beside the big box. His voice was sonorous, such that it echoed in every corner on the mountain.

Ou Yangming turned to look in shock. He could not help but look warily at that person.

The man turned out to be a top-grade Spiritualist, whose aura was unbelievably mighty.

Throughout Ou Yangming's long time in the Spiritual Realm, he had seen more than 1 Venerable One, but it was his first time meeting a human top-grade Spiritualist.

Tian Yinghao had a grave look on his face as he asked softly, "Ah, is Great Elder hosting the lottery activity this time?"

Ou Yangming's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Isn't the Beast King Sect's great elder cultivating in isolation to become a Venerable One? Why did he suddenly come out?"

After staying here for some time, he more or less heard about certain things.

The Beast King Sect's great elder—Mao Jianbi—became a top-grade Spiritualist several decades ago. Afterward, he cultivated in isolation in the sect as he strived to become a Venerable One one day.

Theoretically, someone like him was considered the sect's treasure. The members of the sect would try to hide him as much as they could, so why would they let him show up?

Tian Yinghao pondered for a while, then he answered, "I can't understand a top-grade Spiritualist's actions either, but Great Elder must've gotten Sir Venerable One's permission to come out. Perhaps…" He hesitated for a moment before he lowered his voice and continued, "Perhaps Sir Venerable One thinks that he should come out to adjust his mood."

Mao Jianbi's aura was so strong that it seemed like he would become a Venerable One at any time, but cultivators like Ou Yangming and Tian Yinghao knew how much luck would be needed and the price that had to be paid for him to take that leap.

As rich as Mao Jianbi's aura was, nobody could guarantee that he would surely become a Venerable One. Perhaps he would end up turning into ashes.

This was because Mao Jianbi would not be able to turn back once he took the first step for the advancement.

When one faced the Thunderbolts Disaster, one would either get through it or die on the spot; there would unlikely be another scenario.

To increase their chances of becoming Venerable Ones, top-grade Spiritualists would not simply cultivate in isolation. Instead, they would take breaks outside once in a while to release their pressures, then they would strive to succeed in one go at the end.

As such, Mao Jianbi was probably asked to host this meet for him to relax.

Everyone looked surprised after they saw Mao Jianbi, and they began to discuss with one another. Despite that, the discussions ended quickly because most people guessed the reason behind it.

"Heh, I know you're all determined to get the interspatial bags." Mao Jianbi looked around and sighed. "Unfortunately, interspatial bags involve interspatial powers, and they can't be refined by ordinary blacksmiths. There aren't many blacksmiths from the Beast King Sect that can refine them, but they give their all for this. Other than researching and refining interspatial bags, they don't have other tasks. We, the Beast King Sect, have really done our best."

Someone among the crowd shouted, "Great Elder, we understand. Don't worry, we won't complain regardless of the outcomes."

Several formidable spirit beasts nodded too. "Great Elder, whether or not we'll obtain the interspatial bags, it's up to our luck. We'll always remember the Beast King Sect's generosity."

Mao Jianbi nodded and grinned.

He was speaking nonsense earlier, but every host would say the same before the start of each Lottery Meet.

Interspatial bags were too insufficient, but they did not want to offend anyone, thus they were frank about the unpleasant point first. If anyone still felt that it was unfair and tried to cause trouble, they would not be soft-hearted at all.

Mao Jianbi walked toward the big box and noted, "A total of 1,300 of you have applied for the interspatial bags. May the odds be in your favor." Before the crowd could react at all, he reached inside the box.

Most of the people and the spirit beasts that applied cursed internally at this time, 'Why are there so many fellas fighting for the bags!'

They stared at Mao Jianbi and hoped that the god of luck would hear their pleas and give them a chance to purchase an interspatial bag.

Mao Jianbi took a piece of paper out of the box and opened it to announce the first number.

The lucky winners' names were not stated in the big box, but every applicant had a corresponding number. Once the Lottery Meet ended, they could exchange their numbers for interspatial bags if they were chosen.

This might seem like there was room for manipulation behind the scenes, but it removed the possibility of the winners being killed for the bags.

Of course, as Mao Jianbi, who was a top-grade Spiritualist, was being watched by everyone, he would not play any tricks unless he was out of his mind.

Mao Jianbi was neither too fast nor too slow. He drew papers out of the box one after another. As more papers were drawn, most of the people and spirit beasts in the square eventually had ghastly looks on their faces.

After all, only about a tenth of the applicants would be the lucky winners. It would only be normal for most of them to not be chosen, whereas it would be abnormal if many of them were chosen.

When the last winner was picked, many of the applicants sighed sorrowfully. They were destined to leave the square in disappointment.

Ou Yangming was struck with a thought when he saw the disheartened people and spirit beasts everywhere. He asked Tian Yinghao, "Brother Tian, what would be an appropriate price if I'd like to sell interspatial bags?"