Chapter 465
Duobao Pavilion, inside the Tianzihao auction house.
"Everyone, the starting price for this Earth-level Intermediate Flowing Light Robe is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than 100 high-grade spirit stones. Please make your bid."
On the huge and clear water mirror, the glittering item on the auction table was obviously very valuable. As soon as the waiter finished speaking, a female cultivator in the audience couldn't wait to raise the price.
In addition to the ordinary guest seats in the audience, there are four floors of VIP boxes, which are divided into different levels from top to bottom.
The people sitting downstairs are usually casual cultivators who come to join in the fun and pick up bargains. In fact, everyone knows that only the guests in the boxes on the fourth floor have the ability to gain anything at tonight's auction.
Because most of the people sitting in these boxes are disciples from various major forces.
Just like the people from the Sword Sect sitting in a private room on the third floor.
In fact, according to the poverty inherited from the Sword Sect, and the fact that they were not the most talented within the sect, the Sword Sect disciples on this trip could only sit in the second-floor box at most.
But who asked them to carry the Sword Sect’s gold nugget with them on this trip?
Canglan is the youngest son of the third elder of the Sword Sect. He was praised by Saint Yun Jin after he was born. Not only did he have natural sword bones in his body, but his other aptitudes in cultivation were also so good that he was like a demon. When he was still in his infancy, Saint Yun Jin and his master Lin Chenfeng accepted him as a disciple and became the closed disciple of Saint Lin Chenfeng, a powerful person at the peak of the Immortal Realm.
Any of these identities and titles is enough to make Canglan a precious gold nugget that everyone holds in their hands and is afraid of dropping.
Also, because he is the "Junior Uncle" whom the disciples have watched grow up, there is no disciple in the entire Sword Sect who doesn't like Junior Uncle Canglan.
Junior Master Canglan was predicted to have a talent for cultivation that surpassed Saint Yunjin, and that in the future he would rely on his natural sword bones to embark on the path to immortality faster than Saint Yunjin.
Therefore, the name Canglan alone was enough for Duobao Pavilion to arrange their box on the third floor as an exception.
"This time, we relied on our junior uncle along the way, which really gave us a lot of convenience."
"Yes, Junior Master is only five years old and is already preparing to form a pill and break through to the Golden Core Realm. I think within twenty years, Junior Master will be able to successfully enter the Floating World Continent like Saint Yunjin."
"Saint Yunjin...is different after all."
Someone whispered, "Saint Yunjin has been honing her sword skills in the demon clan battlefield for the past five years. I heard that she has reached a bottleneck in her practice. The emotional tribulation alone... I'm afraid it will completely block her from the entrance to the immortal path, and she will never be able to move forward for the rest of her life."
"Yes, Junior Master is different. He is lively and cute, kind and determined. At the age of five, he has made some achievements in swordsmanship. His future is limitless."
But no matter what, Saint Yunjin is also a member of the Sword Sect, and although they discussed it privately, they also respected each other in their hearts and felt sorry for the emotional difficulties that the other was currently facing.
Listening to their discussion, Canglan, who was eating a piece of cake slowly in his hand, had a satisfied smile in his eyes.
Holy Master Yunjin?
So what if she is the most brilliant and talented protagonist in this upper world in the original plot?
Now that he is here, that woman can only stop at the realm of immortality in this life and will never make any further progress.
At this time, on the auction table below, a waiter brought a cage covered with black cloth and placed it on the stage.
Seeing the size of the cage, the experienced guests couldn't help but get a little agitated.
They knew that there must be a living creature in this cage.
In the ground-level box No. 3, Canglan, who had been nonchalantly waiting to pick up a bargain, sat up straight in silence the moment the cage was lifted up.
Because when the cage was lifted up, he simultaneously heard the system's slightly hurried and excited voice.
"Host! After testing, the life form in this cage has traces of immortality!"
Canglan's heart skipped a beat, his pupils dilated unconsciously, he held his breath, and all his attention was focused on the cage covered with black cloth under the stage.
Amid the extremely brief introduction of the waiter presiding over the auction, the thick black cloth on the cage was finally removed, revealing the true appearance of the living creature inside.
"Why is it a child?"
“It’s actually a child!”
"What's so special about her?"
"It shouldn't be too special. After all, there are only three lot numbers. Except for lot number 1, the earlier the numbers are, the less valuable they are."
Amid the somewhat chaotic discussions, the host's gentle and soft voice just happened to confirm everyone's speculation.
"Lot No. 3, the starting price is... one low-grade spirit stone."
When he saw clearly that there was a child in the cage, Canglan's ears suddenly buzzed and his face turned red silently. While listening to the host's introduction and the sparse and tentative bids from the audience, he could also clearly capture the horrified test results hidden in his system's hesitation.
"After testing... the luck carried by this life form is so rich and heavy that it is difficult to calculate. The luck carried by the host alone has far exceeded that of the son of luck in this world!"
"This also means that as long as we can steal her luck, even if we only steal 40% or 50%, you, the host, will be able to step into the immortal path smoothly and quickly. Without the tribulations of love, heart, demons, and thunder, becoming an immortal will be as easy as eating and drinking. From now on, you will no longer be bound by the laws of nature in this world!"
The cake in Canglan's hand had already broken into pieces all over the floor without him noticing.
He opened his eyes wide and stared at Yunmian in the cage below. His rapid breathing and unstable mind almost made him fall when he hurriedly stood up!
"Uncle Master!" The Sword Sect disciple beside him hurriedly supported him and asked worriedly: "Uncle Master? Why is your breathing so disordered? Are you feeling unwell?"
The questions in his ears mixed with the rising and falling prices downstairs, and seemed to pour into his mind from another world, but they finally succeeded in pulling him back from his previous loss of composure.
He quickly calmed down, and then, under the worried and concerned gazes of his fellow disciples, he pursed his lips, pointed at Yunmian in the cage below, and asked blankly: "...Why is there a child locked up in there?"
Everyone in the Sword Sect fell silent upon hearing this.
Just as they were thinking about how to tell Junior Master that Duobao Pavilion always sold everything, they heard Junior Master ask them: "That sister... is she going to be locked up and sold?"
They nodded, and then saw the sympathy and pity on Canglan's face.
"I want to buy her..." Canglan subconsciously clenched his fingers and tried his best to steady his rapid breathing. In the eyes of the stubborn sword cultivators, this action was seen as his pity for the child in the cage below.
Since Junior Master Uncle said so, of course no one would refuse him.
What's more, he is just a child. After raising the price for so long, the price is less than 100 medium-grade spirit stones. Even a poor sword cultivator can grit his teeth and pay this amount of money, not to mention that Canglan brought many treasures given by the sect and his parents on this trip.
It’s just a piece of cake to buy a poor child.
When the price was raised to 87 medium-grade spirit stones, Canglan pulled open the curtain that covered the privacy of the box, leaned against the window, and with his fair, tender, delicate and lovely face, he looked at Yunmian below with eyes full of pity.
Then, amidst many amused, understanding, and well-intentioned looks, he nervously made an offer: "I, I'll offer one hundred mid-grade spirit stones."
The sword cultivator was very poor, and everyone present could sense a determination to risk everything from his words.
The adults also believed that they saw through the children's soft-heartedness and kindness. They were just impulsive and did not want to see their peers being bought and sold. They had been asking for the price for a long time but it had not increased to 100 medium-grade spirit stones. This already proved that the child in the cage had been examined countless times and there was nothing special about him.
Therefore, it's okay to give in a little and help these two children, just consider it as accumulating some virtue for yourself.
So no one bid anymore.
Except for the manager, no one knew at this time that Yunmian was bought by the manager for 3,000 high-quality spirit stones.
Her original destination was not to be auctioned here, but to be washed and dressed in fine clothes, and after a year or even years of training, finally appear at a more special auction.
At this time, Yun Mian heard the sound and looked up at a window on the third floor in the cage.
There, a little boy with delicate features was looking at her intently.
The two looked at each other.
Yunmian received a lot of greedy desires in an instant.
Canglan was concentrating on his performance. He seemed relieved and smiled as he mouthed words to Yunmian below to comfort her: "I will save you, don't be afraid."
"It's just like the bloody plot in the novel where the hero and heroine meet in childhood and the hero saves the heroine from danger~" Yunkong complained quietly, with a hint of gnashing of teeth in his voice, as if he hated Canglan to the extreme.
In fact, it hates everyone who dares to take advantage of Mianmian equally. Want to steal the luck and merit that Mianmian has worked so hard to accumulate? Dream on! !
Yunmian was bought by Canglan, so the cage was covered with black cloth again and was temporarily taken to the delivery area by the waiter.
The moment Yun Mian was taken away, Canglan couldn't sit still and pushed the door open and ran out. The disciples of the Sword Sect had no choice but to follow him, for fear that someone would bump into the junior uncle if they were not paying attention.
Yunjin walked slowly behind the waiter.
She was still thinking about the "conversation" she heard after her spiritual sense enveloped the Sword Sect's box.
Traces of the immortal path.
A fortune so strong that it is difficult to calculate.
Stealing luck, becoming an immortal...
Yun Jin already knew the purpose of Canglan and the so-called system.
However, the other party set their sights on Cottonseed, who also possessed a system.
Yun Jin looked at the little fellow in the cage who was holding his face in anger because he was not sold for a lot of money. As the hurried footsteps behind him got closer and closer, the coldness in her eyes quickly solidified.
"This is the key to the Spirit Suppression Ring No. 3. Please keep it." The waiter took the one hundred medium-grade spirit stones with a smile, and then respectfully handed a key to Canglan.
Canglan held the key in his hand and turned to look at Yunmian who had already come out of the cage.
The two children were the same height. When their eyes met, Canglan gave Yunmian a warm smile: "Don't be afraid, sister. I won't hurt you."
In his mind, he was simultaneously commanding the system: "Find a suitable master-servant contract. Once I become her master, no matter how much luck she has, it will all be controlled by me."
"Okay, wait a moment."
In Yunmian's soul brain, Yunkong's anger was almost reaching its peak.
Yun Jin silently clenched the hilt of the sword. Even though she believed that she had no emotional involvement with this strange and extremely noisy cotton seed, Canglan's behavior at this moment had clearly touched her bottom line.
Murder is imminent.
But it shattered in an instant.
No one expected that Yun Mian, the "human sacrifice" wearing a soul-suppressing ring, who was so harmless and weak and completely in a position to be rescued, would suddenly attack Canglan who saved her.
The punch hit Canglan's fragile nose bridge hard. Before anyone could react, Yunmian pinned Canglan to the ground, her bright and clear eyes filled with anger: "You really want to steal my mother! I'm not your sister!!"
Even though five years had passed, Yun Mian still clearly remembered the scene when she had just regained some consciousness and all the guests from the entire Sword Sect were smiling and inviting Canglan to become Yun Jin's disciple.
If she hadn't been so angry that she swallowed all the spiritual treasures in the Qiankun bag at once and alarmed her mother, Canglan might have become her mother's apprentice! And he grew up with her mother earlier than herself! !
It is said that once a teacher, always a father. If mom accepts Canglan as her apprentice, it means once a teacher, always a mother. Yunmian is not willing to accept the slightest possibility.
At that time, Yunmian didn’t have any memories but only the purest emotional possession, so every frame of the scene was firmly remembered in the heart of the young Mianzi, and he never forgot it for a single day!
"Junior Uncle!" The stunned Sword Sect disciples finally came to their senses. Seeing Yun Mian still beating their own Junior Uncle, they had no choice but to swarm over him, and some even drew their swords impulsively.
And then... nothing happened.
The realm of immortality combined with the top-level sword formation set up by the Sword of Killing Evil is enough to crush most of the Duobao Pavilion into flying dust under the sword energy.
If Yun Jin had not acted quickly enough, and if Duobao Pavilion had not already had various defensive formations, I'm afraid that except Yun Mian, no one would have survived in Duobao Pavilion today.
When countless pieces of shattered building debris fell in front of the Sword Sect disciples, Yun Jin reached out and picked up the little guy who was looking around blankly with his fist raised, and looked coldly at the dusty crowd.
"You are...Saint Yunjin!!" The Sword Sect disciple who recognized her was stunned and felt like he was experiencing a dream for a long time.
"When did the Sword Sect teach you that you can casually strike an ordinary person or even a child with your sword?"
Her cold and indifferent voice startled everyone in the daze and woke them up from the sudden change of life and death.
"I, I was anxious for a moment..." The disciple who first attacked Yun Mian with the sword flushed red and stammered, trying to explain.
Other disciples also spoke up: "Saint, she was the first to beat Junior Master! We are eager to save her, not to mention Junior Master--"
Before he could finish his defense, he was frightened into silence by the sudden cold sword energy around him.
Just as they were all standing there uncomfortably, Canglan finally straightened out his twisted and ferocious expression, covered his face and climbed up from the ground, looking extremely pitiful with red eyes, and bowed to Yunjin:
"Senior sister... don't blame them. It's all my fault. I lost my guard for a moment, which is why my nephews acted impulsively on my behalf. If you want to punish me, then punish me."
The disciples felt particularly warm and comfortable when they heard his defense. When they compared it with Yun Jin's attitude, the prickly disciples couldn't help but argue again.
By the way, he glared at the culprit, Yun Mian, with a look of condemnation.
There was a lot of noise here. The big commotion just now had already caused Duobao Pavilion to be under martial law, but Yun Jin had gathered all the people from the Sword Sect in his own territory, making it difficult for outsiders to see what was going on inside.
Listening to their aggrieved arguments one after another, and Canglan who was still bent over in front of him but seemed to be so exhausted that he was staggering and might fall down at any time, Yun Jin looked down at the little guy who was being held obediently in his hands.
"Why did you suddenly hit him?" Yun Jin asked calmly, and no one could tell what emotion was hidden in her voice.
Yun Mian couldn't help but puff up her cheeks, glared at Canglan fiercely, turned around and hugged her mother's thighs, and announced her ownership in a loud voice: "Mom, you can only be my mother and master. Other children are not allowed to be your apprentices, otherwise I will beat them up and make them cry!!"
Canglan thinks Yunmian is sick.
Who wants to snatch the master's mother from her? !
The punch just now made him feel extremely humiliated. If it weren’t for the strong luck in Yun Mian, he might have let the system kill her immediately and then imprison her soul to torture her forever!
Yun Jin: "...Speak properly."
She patted the child's shoulder with such a light force that the Sword Sect disciples who knew her character well widened their eyes.
Wait...did this kid just now hug her and call her mommy??!
So, after Saint Yunjin went out to fight for five years, his child has grown this big when he returned? !
"Holy, Holy Lord...she, she is..." Someone pointed at Yun Mian and stammered, unable to ask a complete sentence.
Yunjin didn't answer, but Yunmian didn't bear a grudge at all. She hugged her mother and turned to show off to them happily: "I am your precious daughter! My name is Yunmian, and I am five years old this year~"
Dazzled by her overly brilliant smile, the Sword Sect disciples stood there stupidly like stone or wooden sculptures, unable to recover from the shocking revelation for a long time.
But everyone can be stunned, except Canglan.
Because the chance to become an immortal is right before his eyes, there is no way he would give up!
Even if this child is Yunjin's daughter, so what? He has already bought her!
But just as he set his determined gaze on Yunmian, the kid, who was particularly sensitive to malicious intent, frowned and warned him fiercely: "If you look at me like that again, I will hit you like I did just now!"
In fact, it is difficult to say whether the impulsive punch was caused by an old grudge caused by the word "sister", or whether it was a subconscious stress reaction after Yun Mian was stimulated by the same malicious eyes.
Anyway, no matter what, Yunkong, who had enjoyed watching the fight, felt that his son did a good job in fighting, and that Canglan totally deserved the beating!
Listening to the system constantly praising and leading the child astray, Yun Jin was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and patted the aggressive little guy again.
Yunmian immediately became obedient, raised her hand and hugged her mother's hand that had just patted her head, and happily held it and shook it.
Yun Jin had been forced to get used to this level of closeness from the little guy, so she did not push Yun Mian away as her disciples had guessed. Instead, she raised her hand to disperse her area filled with murderous intent.
So when the Sword Sect and their group looked up, they bumped into a group of people who were holding their weapons vigilantly.
The shopkeeper of Duobao Pavilion quickly locked onto Yunjin, who had the highest level among the group.
"Sir, most of the Duobao Pavilion has been destroyed. Should you give me an explanation?"
Mianmian’s kindergarten-style self-introduction.
Today is super long!
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade:
Ye Xiuxiuxiuxiu 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Sylvia 50 bottles;
Ye Xiuxiuxiuxiu 40 bottles;
Depreciation of 37 bottles;
Weeds 20 bottles;
10 bottles of Yinghuo;
Cangsheng Tadage, Yihao 3 bottles;
2 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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