It's Reasonable for Me, an Auction House, to Have Countless Great Emperors, Right?

(Half-Survivalist + Auction House + Summoning + Fantasy)

Waking up, Yang An discovered that he had encountered the legendary transmigration event and arrived in a magnificent and vast Xuan...

Chapter 189, /.

Is there another auction?

Recalling Zhang San's words, a glint of light flashed in the mysterious young man's eyes.

After paying for the tea, they left.

That young master also left with them.

"Our Flying Feather Sect absolutely cannot miss the next auction!"

"How can a bunch of bumpkins compare to my Flying Feather Sect?"

"This is a steal, a huge steal!"

The young master's eyes burned with desire at the thought.

If Yang An knew, he would definitely be moved.

These top-quality chives are so conscientious!

......

"Young Master, shall we auction off this aphrodisiac pill?"

Looking at the guards beside him, Yang An rubbed his forehead, looking rather troubled.

"No filming"

Auction houses, of course, make a living by consigning items for auction and earning a commission.

Qingyan Auction House takes a 10% cut of each item auctioned as a fee, which is why the auction house is so profitable.

Since the last auction, Qingyan Auction House has become incredibly popular, with a constant stream of people coming to the auction house every day hoping to consign their items for auction.

Although Yang An possessed the system, he never considered changing this rule.

After all, over time, the source of the goods must eventually become reasonable.

Yang An had no idea what kind of items were being sent for auction.

They were all low-grade pills, which could even be bought in any random shop outside.

Even Yang An suspected that these people might be sabotaging him.

Now even aphrodisiac pills have appeared?

"System, redeem one All-Round Tonic Pill."

Yang An touched his kidneys and realized he really needed to replenish them.

"Sigh, we still lack talent."

In such a large auction house, only he and Wang Dan could be in charge.

The rest are not needed.

"After the next auction, we need to expand into the surrounding areas and acquire more auction house branches."

One auction house isn't enough to generate enough profit; they need to open more branches.

Only when this auction house is spread throughout the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains will it be considered qualified!

Anyway, the system doesn't stipulate that you can only bind to one auction house.

"Right, System?"

"Host, please feel free to do as you please."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Yang An smiled contentedly.

Just as Yang An was pondering the future, another figure appeared in his field of vision.

"Tell me, is this an aphrodisiac or medicine for sprains and bruises?"

Yang An said with some helplessness.

"Young Master, Lord Wang Dan says a client has arrived and needs your personal attention."

Ah Da said respectfully.

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Yang An frowned, somewhat puzzled.

There are items that even Wang Dan can't decide on. You have to know that Wang Dan is a third-grade alchemist. Recently, I even spent 20,000 spirit stones to exchange for a third-grade alchemist's manual for him, which allowed Wang Dan, who was only one step away from becoming a third-grade alchemist, to successfully advance.

Wang Dan must be a genius in such a small place.

Even in a major city, a third-grade alchemist would be among the top tier.

......

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Wang Dan spoke to a figure beside her whose entire body was shrouded in a black robe and whose face was obscured.

"Um"

A dry and aged voice came from beneath the black robe.

Beneath the black robe was a delicate face, but the eyes of that face were filled with horror.

"How is that possible? How could there be a third-grade alchemist in such a small place?"

Isn't it said that even a first-grade alchemist is extremely hard to find in such a small place?

In a place where even first-grade alchemists are extremely rare, I encountered a third-grade alchemist wearing a second-grade alchemist badge.

The man in the black robe felt that this world was too absurd.

Is it really necessary to roll it up to this extent?

What kind of era is this one that has revived itself?

This is fucking bizarre!

"Um?"

Yang An was startled when he saw the mysterious man sitting next to Wang Dan, who was shrouded in a black robe.

Then he frantically searched his memory.

"Fortunately, there haven't been any instances within a thousand miles where a genius's cultivation inexplicably disappears and they become a useless person."

After carefully reviewing his memories and finding no trace of the scene he was looking for, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after a short while, as if remembering something, Yang An's smile froze instantly.

"No, there's no template for a genius who's also a good-for-nothing, but there is one template for a once-in-a-millennium idiot who's also a good-for-nothing."

The Xiao family has a once-in-a-millennium idiot, who is now sixteen years old and still an idiot.

The key issue is that this idiot is also a useless person with a constitution that is congenitally incompatible with spiritual energy.

However, I heard that after being struck by lightning, the idiot in the Xiao family seems to have regained his normal intelligence.

"Damn it!"

Isn't this the protagonist template?

It's either time travel, rebirth, or possession by an old monster, or at the very least, an old man awakening. Who cares what kind of cheat ability he has or what kind of protagonist he is?

If you were to ask what the most dangerous profession is when traversing the heavens.

Yang An could say decisively without any hesitation

The protagonist's parents and a random passerby next to the protagonist.

He has already experienced one of them firsthand.

As for the other one...

After carefully examining the mysterious man in black robes in front of him, Yang An felt it was time for him to move.

Otherwise, who knows when a powerful figure might target the Chosen One? Perhaps the Chosen One would be fine, but I, who am just a background character, might be easily wiped out.

It's too dangerous to live under the same roof as the chosen one.

Although he desperately wanted to send this chosen one away immediately, Yang An retained his rationality and forced a smile before speaking.

"What do you wish to consign for auction?"

The mysterious man in black robes took out an exquisite jade bottle from beneath his robes, and then an aged voice came from under the robes.

"This is the Body Tempering Liquid I refined. The energy contained in this bottle is enough to help a martial artist at the eighth level of Body Tempering advance to the ninth level."

"I wonder if this item can be auctioned at your auction house?"

Looking at the black-robed man's hand holding the jade bottle, Yang An sighed inwardly.

Although the back of the hand is somewhat old and rough, the palm is extremely delicate.

"It really really is that idiot from the Xiao family."

If Yang An was 99.99% certain that this person was Xiao Family's Big Fool based solely on his attire, then now he was 100% certain.

"Can"

Yang An nodded.

Of course you can! The shield has arrived soon, hasn't it?

Isn't it reasonable for such a mysterious alchemy master to produce a Xuan-level cultivation technique?

Although this Xuan-level cultivation technique is a bit special.

However, alchemists are all possible candidates.

No one knows just how wealthy a second-grade alchemist really is.

Seeing Yang An nod in agreement, the mysterious man in black robes had no intention of lingering any longer and got up to leave the hall.

Yang An watched the black-robed figure disappear into the distance, his expression calm, though his eyes seemed to be deep in thought.