Fantasy + No System + Invincible爽文 (Satisfying Reading) + Fast Pace + No Suffering for the Protagonist + Humor
Qin Feng joined the Qing Xuan Sect, but after two and a half years, he remained ...
Xiao Gan left, but everyone knew this matter was not over yet.
Mei'er's voice broke the silence, and the auction continued.
"Next item up for auction, the Qingyao Sword, starting bid: three million immortal crystals."
The crowd's attention was drawn back to the bidding; what concerned them was of utmost importance, and their gossipy thoughts were put aside, and the atmosphere returned to its usual lively state.
Items were auctioned off one by one until all items on the auction list were sold.
"This auction has now come to an end. Thank you all very much for your support. We look forward to your participation again next time. Please leave in an orderly manner," Mei'er reminded everyone.
The crowd dispersed in batches and in an orderly manner, and they all glanced in the direction of room number two in the yellow letter before leaving.
They were very curious about who was inside and what their ultimate fate would be.
Qin Feng and his companions got their wish and won all the items: the Purple Cloud Fruit, the Dragon Heart Stone, and the Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus.
However, this also offended Xiao Yong of the Laughing Proud Gang, Yue Shaolong of the Glazed Tile School, and Xiao Gan, the domineering Emperor Xiao of the Three Emperors Palace.
They began to leave, just as they had come in, guided away by the waiters.
The process was relatively secretive; apart from members of the Wing Hang Chamber of Commerce, outsiders would generally not know their identities.
They left the Wing Hang Chamber of Commerce and mingled in the crowd. News of the auction had already spread, and there was talk of it everywhere.
"This auction was really interesting. I'm glad I participated. Who do you think is in room number two, the one with the yellow letter?"
"Whoever he is, he won't have a good ending."
"Maybe not. The Wing Hang Chamber of Commerce has done a good job of keeping things confidential. Maybe we'll be fine."
"Tch, do you even believe that yourself? If it were just an ordinary person, the Yongheng Chamber of Commerce would definitely keep it a secret, but that's Emperor Xiao! Can you compare them?"
These people must have just come from the auction; their gossip instincts are still alive.
Qin Feng and his companions, as the main characters of the event, listened to others' discussions and then left as if nothing had happened.
They weren't in a hurry to return to the Purple Origin Immortal Realm. Having already made some good gains in the Central Heaven Immortal Realm, they decided to explore other places further.
On the other side, Xiao Yong, with a burning anger in his chest, slowly walked away from Yongheng Chamber of Commerce, his mind replaying the scene from the auction.
Whenever he thinks of someone embarrassing him in front of everyone, he feels ashamed and indignant, wishing he could skin that person alive and tear them apart.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Hmph, it's been a long time since I've encountered someone like this. So ungrateful, truly hateful, and deserving of death."
"Forget it, that person is too arrogant. He has even offended Emperor Xiao. Now, without my intervention, he is already doomed."
"It's a pity I can't take revenge myself; it always feels like something's missing."
"No, this matter cannot be left like this. One thing at a time. Emperor Xiao's debt is Emperor Xiao's, and I will avenge myself."
So many people at the auction knew that I, Xiao Yong, had lost face. If I didn't do something, it would make me look incompetent and also make my father lose face.
By the way, if I take care of that person before Emperor Xiao makes a move, maybe Emperor Xiao will owe me a favor. That's a feasible plan.
That's the decision. Before that, I need to find out their identities and locate them.
Xiao Yong became more and more convinced that he was right, and he began to inquire about the identities of Yin Tiantian and the others.
The first person he thought of was Mei'er.
This woman is no mere pretty face; she's quite capable and wields considerable power within the Wing Hang Chamber of Commerce.
He went straight to the point, "Fairy, please forgive me for my previous offenses. Now, I need your help."
Mei'er had a guess, and looked at him calmly, "Young Master Xiao, please don't be so polite, please speak."
Xiao Yong looked at her expectantly, "I want to know who's in room number two, Huang's room!"
Mei'er thought to herself, "As expected." She shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry, the Chamber of Commerce does not allow the disclosure of guests' information, so I cannot answer."
Xiao Yong frowned. "Why should the fairy cover up for the dead? They have already offended Emperor Xiao. Why not give me some face?"
Mei'er's smile remained unchanged, but she sneered inwardly. If it were your father, Xiaotian, she might give him face, but you, Xiaoyong, don't have that kind of face.
She still refused, saying, "I'm sorry."
Xiao Yong hesitated for a moment, then tried to persuade her again, but Mei'er still wouldn't budge.
He was furious; everything was going wrong today, damn it.
He snorted and turned to leave. He was sure that she wasn't the only one in the Chamber of Commerce who knew about this, and he refused to believe he couldn't find her.
Just when he was feeling down, someone approached him.
This man was the servant from the Yongheng Chamber of Commerce who had received Qin Feng and his group; he knew their room number.
The servant was somewhat timid. He bowed respectfully, smiled ingratiatingly, and tentatively asked:
"Young Master, I wonder what has made you angry? I have some information here that might be of use to you."
Xiao Yong glanced at the other person's attire; they were from the Chamber of Commerce. He raised an eyebrow, suppressing his impatience.
"Oh, what news? Tell me about it."
The servant looked around cautiously and said, "I know that you had a disagreement with someone, and I know who those people are."
Xiao Yong was overjoyed, "Is this really true?"
Seeing his expression, the servant knew he had come to the right place. "I am not trying to deceive you, young master. I was the one who received them. There were five of them in total."
In order to gain Xiao Yong's trust, the servant provided some useful information.
Xiao Yong laughed heartily, "Okay, tell me all their information, and I won't treat you unfairly."
The servant was very happy and told him everything.
Xiao Yong was generous and gave the servant a considerable reward. A cold smile appeared on his lips. Now those people couldn't escape.
The servant, holding the immortal crystal, watched Xiao Yong's departing figure. His respectful demeanor faded, his gaze became deep, and a smile appeared on his lips.
...
Before the auction ended, Xiao Gan left the auction house but did not leave the Yongheng Chamber of Commerce.
He arrived at an elegant villa, which was where Chairman Lin Dong rested.
At this moment, he was sitting opposite Lin Dong, fuming with anger.
President Lin Dong seemed used to it, his expression calm.
Xiao Gan went straight to the point:
"President Lin, you must know better than I what happened. Out of respect for you, I didn't make a move at the meeting. You should give me face and tell me their identities."
Lin Dong was in a dilemma. "Your Majesty, you know our Chamber of Commerce's rules. We won't reveal the identities of our guests, as it would be detrimental to our Chamber's reputation."
Xiao Gan scoffed, "Stop trying to fob me off with these excuses. Name your price."
Lin Dong's hesitant expression vanished, "No problem, ten furnace cauldrons."
Xiao Gan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."
Lin Dong cautioned, "Don't make a move in Beixuan City; it would be too obvious."
Xiao Gan said coldly, "Don't worry, I know what to do. I won't let you get involved."
A moment later, Xiao Gan left, satisfied.
Once they know the other party's identity, they will not be able to escape his grasp in Beixuan City. When they leave Beixuan City, it will be their death day.