Chapter 113: You have come a long way to take the blame, you are like my little cat
Because of Ye Ming's appearance, this auction of strange stones can only end here.
Neither Jiang Lan nor Shang Mingyu had any intention of continuing the auction.
This is even more true for the rest of the people. A life-extending magical object is hard to come by, and even if it exists, it is impossible to carry it with you easily.
Jiang Lan returned to the original box and smiled meaningfully.
The fish was caught successfully just as he expected.
He knew that Ye Ming had such a precious bottle of elixir of life on him. Of course, he did not do this for the elixir of life. With the financial resources of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it would not be difficult to find a life-extending magical object.
If it was only auctioned with spirit stones, even if Ye Ming was very interested in the strange stone, he would not take the risk easily because of his cautiousness.
But if it was something he could take out, the result would be different.
After Ye Ming knew that he was bound to get the stone, considering the frustration he had accumulated during this period, he would definitely try to stop it and prevent himself from successfully bidding for the stone.
Not to mention that there is Shang Mingyu, an ally who is obviously worth winning over.
So Ye Ming is very likely to take action.
Jiang Lan anticipated this and asked Jiang Xun to change his statement early on.
He set the trap and waited for Ye Ming to jump in by himself, and Ye Ming did as he wished and plunged straight in.
Not only did Ye Ming lose the elixir of immortality, he also attracted the attention of various immortal sects and aristocratic families, and won the auction of a so-called strange stone that was empty inside and only had a wisp of bloody evil spirit.
This also gave Jiang Lan more opportunities to do something to Ye Ming later.
After all, Ye Ming is now a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, and is suspected to have inherited the sect's legacy. He disguised himself as a disciple of the Yijian Palace and hid in the imperial capital. He must have some plans.
"You've come all the way here to take the blame for me? You're really a warm-hearted guy." Jiang Lan smiled.
In the venue, Ye Ming was also walking towards the backstage under the guidance of the person in charge of the auction.
The news that he possessed the elixir of immortality spread from various rooms.
People from various immortal sects and aristocratic families began to take notice of this disciple from the Yijian Palace.
"This person is actually a disciple of my Yijian Palace. Why didn't I notice him before?"
The elder of Yijian Palace who came here together had a flickering look in his eyes and a changeable expression. He also instructed the disciples around him to ask about Ye Ming.
"Zhang Yuan" was in possession of the magical item called the Elixir of Life that could prolong life, but the sect was completely unaware of it, and he was using it here to auction off the strange stone.
This is a huge loss for Yijian Palace.
After all, things that can prolong life are extremely rare and hard to find no matter what era it is.
Many old antiques who are nearing the end of their lifespans have chosen to seal themselves to slow the loss of their energy and blood. They can only become the foundation of the sect and linger on.
"He really doesn't know what is important and what is not. If the sect knew that he had this life-extending magical item, how could they treat him unfairly? If he doesn't put the interests of the sect first, this disciple will never be of much use."
The elder of Yijian Palace had a gloomy look on his face, and the expressions of the several disciples who followed him also changed. They planned to go find "Zhang Yuan" in person and question him about this matter.
"Is this disciple called Zhang Yuan?"
Shang Mingyu had a calm expression as he sat in the box. He picked up the tea with his bare hands and took a sip to calm himself down.
The maid beside her had just heard the news about Zhang Yuan from other people.
He is just an ordinary inner disciple of Yijian Palace. He has no outstanding experience in the past and is very ordinary.
"How can an ordinary disciple obtain a life-extending divine object?"
Shang Mingyu's expression changed. He planned to use the Ambition Ball to make a deduction, but he was soon shocked. He was blocked and could not make the deduction smoothly.
In her sea of consciousness, the ball of ambition hung high, obscured by a layer of misty destiny, preventing her from seeing clearly the fate of "Zhang Yuan".
"This person has a big secret, he is not an ordinary person."
"However, no matter what, the strange stone is in his hands, and I must take it away, no matter what the cost." She had made up her mind, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
This is a matter of national restoration, and anyone who stands in her way is her enemy.
On the other side, Ye Ming followed the rules of the auction and directly handed over six drops of elixir of immortality in the backstage, which was enough to pay for the auction of the strange stone.
One drop of it was the handling fee for the auction, which made him feel painful.
The bottle of elixir of immortality, which was already in short supply, was now completely empty.
He originally thought that it was a drop like dew, but who knew that the auction had a special container, and it was not just a drop, but directly a spoonful.
Fortunately, the auction also assured him that the rare stone would be handed over to him, ensuring that no one would dare to fight for it during this period.
But once you leave the imperial capital, there is no guarantee outside. The auction has always been about integrity and will not do such things that destroy its reputation.
Ye Ming was relieved at this, and then, under the witness of both parties, he began to test the authenticity of the strange stone.
The old ghost was also helping him investigate, and after he found that there was no problem, Ye Ming used a secret method to put it into the Sumeru bag, and he felt a little relieved.
He took this opportunity to ask for a meeting with the mysterious senior who had sent the stone for auction, but the auction committee refused to tell him because they needed to protect the privacy of their customers.
Although Ye Ming had already guessed this would happen, he was helpless.
However, before leaving, he still spent a little money and found out the origin of the mysterious woman on the ninth floor from the auction. She was suspected to be from overseas countries and was very wealthy. She was accompanied by two maids when she traveled.
Those guards were selected after arriving in Jingyang City. They are currently staying in Xianya Tower. Apart from that, there is no other news.
After receiving this information, Ye Ming felt relieved.
He planned to go back and study the strange stone first, and then visit the mysterious woman. With his current identity and strength, he was destined to be unable to keep the strange stone.
"Jiang Lan..."
"Just wait. Sooner or later, I will make you regret it and pay the price."
Ye Ming had a calm expression and did not stay at the auction for long. He just sent a message to Liu Xue and others who were traveling with him, telling them that he would return to the inn first.
There are many people here and many people have noticed his coming. He must be more careful next.
At the auction, as the auction of the strange stones came to an end, several more items were brought up as the finale.
However, after the strange stone that was sold at a sky-high price, the other items seemed to be somewhat inferior and dim.
Jiang Lan was not in a hurry to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Ye Ming will definitely hand over the strange stone to Shang Mingyu next. When Shang Mingyu finds that there is something wrong with the "Emperor's Aura" in it, he will suspect Ye Ming first.
Want to form an alliance? Hehe...
Jiang Lan had already calculated everything Ye Ming would do. No matter how he jumped around, he was just a chess piece in his hands.
"Go and invite the girl across the street. Tell her that I have prepared a banquet at Yunlan Terrace. I will be waiting for her there after the auction. I hope she can show some favor to me."
Thinking of this, he instructed the maid beside him.
"Yes, sir."
The maid received the order and quickly pushed the door open and conveyed the invitation.
Shang Mingyu was thinking about how to take the strange stone back from Ye Ming. She had never expected that Jiang Lan would send a maid to invite her over for a chat at this time.
"What does he mean?"
She frowned and wondered about Jiang Lan's purpose.
Just now, the two of them were fighting for the strange stone. Jiang Lan threatened her without hesitation, saying that she could not leave the imperial capital.
Logically speaking, she was angry and should have refused directly, but there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests.
Under the current circumstances, she had no reason to continue offending Jiang Lan.
"Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Jiang. I will go when the time comes." Shang Mingyu looked at the maid who came to deliver the message and replied calmly.
…
At the same time, in a bathing pool carved from bluestone, petals are falling and water vapor is rising.
A slightly short and thin figure was hugging his knees, burying half of his head in the bathtub, letting the petals submerge his mouth.
Only a pair of clear amber eyes were wide open, with mist hanging on her eyelashes. She looked dazed and at a loss, and let the maids around her patiently help her wash every inch of her skin.
"I changed the water seven times and it's finally clean. It's a pity to have so many scars all over my body..."
One of the maids picked up soft silk and wiped the ugly boy's face.
But looking at those shocking scars, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart and feel pity.
Just now, when they were washing Chou'er's body for the first time, they were so shocked by the horrible scars on her body that they were speechless. Their hands were shaking while they were wiping.
They had no idea how much fighting Chou'er, who looked like a young girl, had experienced in the arena over the years.
What kind of displacement and injuries must have left so many traces...
So they were very careful when wiping, for fear of disturbing the injuries again.
However, Chou'er didn't seem to be afraid of the pain, and seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time. He just felt uncomfortable with the service from several of them and kept dodging.
Only after he realized that they meant well did he stop and let them wipe and clean the wounds.
At the beginning, the entire bath water was dyed blood-brown and smelled very bad, just like a pool of blood.
After changing the water several times, it gradually became clear.
Chou'er's original facial features were revealed to them.
But no matter how beautiful the eyes are, or how delicate the facial features are, the horrific scars are still shocking and make people dare not look directly at them.
"This hair is so beautiful, like seaweed..."
"Master Jiang is not as bad as the rumors say. If he hadn't stopped her in time, Chou'er would have died in the arena today."
"Yes, actually, I have always felt that a person like Young Master Jiang could not be the evil person as described in the news and rumors. Maybe someone deliberately slandered and defamed him..."
"You, girl, your values are determined by your appearance, right? Everyone in the capital knows about this, and you're still trying to defend him. Do you want to be forced into the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Hehe, there is such a good thing..."
Chou'er opened his eyes slightly wide, listening to the conversation and laughter of the maids around him.
So his name is Mr. Jiang?
Although the bathtub in front of her was filled with flower petals and the scent of flowers, her nose was still lingering with the gentle woody scent of agarwood, which was very clean and soothing.
Her thoughts gradually dispersed, as if she had returned to the past.
When they were young, their father abandoned them and disappeared.
Her mother didn't like her, so she learned to be sensible and took the initiative to take care of her mother, hoping that she would accept and recognize her.
But no matter what she did, there was always disgust in her mother's eyes. She also disliked her eyebrows and eyes because they were very similar to her father's, so she used a pot of boiling water to destroy her face.
Later, her mother sold her to a slave trader, and she was imprisoned in a dark cage like other slaves.
Everyone looked at her horrible face with disgust and disdain, and tried to avoid her.
She spent every day huddled in a dark dungeon filled with stinking water and blood.
Or they would fight with their enemies in the arena, exchanging pain and splattered blood for the audience's entertainment.
This went on for many years, and she gradually figured out the tricks of gladiatorial combat and began to win battle after battle.
The stronger she became, the stronger the enemies she encountered. Many times she won with difficulty, but also ended up with wounds all over her body.
Her ugliness frightened everyone and also made everyone hate and despise her.
So I don't know who it was, but they started calling her Ugly...
She also forgot what her original name was.
And this was the first time in all these years that she heard someone praise her beauty and say that her facial features were delicate and regular.
Unlike the previous audiences who were dressed in luxurious clothes, looked condescending, but could not hide their contempt in their eyes.
Today, in her opinion, Mr. Jiang, who was more beautiful and fair than many other women, and as clean as if he were spotless, did not dislike her at all.
Not only did he not mind being dirty, he even personally fed himself a healing pill, and he also had a nice, clean scent.
He would be his future master? "Chou'er, are you eavesdropping on our conversation? Your ears are pricked up..." a maid's teasing voice sounded.
Chou'er subconsciously buried his head in the bathtub again, his eyelashes fluttering.
"Okay, they've been washed very clean. Try these small clothes and skirts to see if they fit you..."
Several maids quickly pulled her out of the bath and helped her wipe it clean. She was wearing a black skirt and a plain belt around her waist. The upper edge of her hair was cut into a petal shape, which was beautiful and made her figure look very slender and delicate.
Her long black hair fell softly to her waist, as dark blue as the mountains, and shiny enough to reflect one's reflection.
Chou'er looked at his own face reflected in the pool water and was somewhat unrecognizable. Could he really wear such clean and beautiful clothes?
But soon, sadness and inferiority reappeared in her eyes, and the scars on her body became even more obvious and ugly against the backdrop of her skirt.
When Chou'er was taken back to the box by several maids.
Jiang Lan was also estimating the time, guessing that she should be done cleaning soon.
"Yes, the dress fits me well and is suitable. Once these scars are removed, it will be much better."
He glanced at the "brand new" ugly boy casually and nodded with slight satisfaction.
Chou'er still had his head down, his hands tangled together, and he still looked very embarrassed and nervous.
However, the strips of cloth that had been used to bind her chest had been removed, and now even if she lowered her eyes, she could not see her toes as before. It was obvious that a small branch was bearing great fruit.
When she heard Jiang Lan say that the scar could be removed, a light seemed to flash in her eyes, but she still didn't dare to look up at Jiang Lan.
Seeing this, Jiang Lan waved his hand and said, "I saved you not to make you feel so nervous following me. Relax a little. I still expect you to help me with things in the future."
"come over."
He knew Chou'er's current mentality and emotions, so he was not in a hurry.
However, the luck that was flowing out of the Niwan Palace at this moment surprised him a little. Was this guy's luck so amazing? He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but when he checked her fate at this moment, he did find something different.
In addition to the natural killing instinct, there is another destiny, the spirit body and the pure mind.
There was no mention of destiny in the original plot. This was a means he gained after his destiny fruit matured to the second stage.
Generally speaking, the fate of people with great luck is not simple. It not only brings extraordinary opportunities and fortune, but also gives them various innate unique talents.
This spiritual body and pure mind are like this, similar to the heart of a newborn baby, which allows Chou'er to always maintain such a mentality, and achieve twice the result with half the effort no matter what she does. At the same time, it also allows her to unconsciously inhale and exhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can be regarded as a fairy fetus weakened many times.
The natural killer instinct allows Chou'er to possess an extremely terrifying talent for killing. He is self-taught and in a fierce battle, he knows how to kill the opponent successfully in an almost instinctive way.
The combination of these two destinies has allowed her to survive to this day in a place like the Colosseum without any training.
“…”
Chou'er took two steps forward in a daze.
Jiang Lan reached out and touched her limp arm.
He still said patiently, "I know you can speak."
"And I don't like dumb people."
"Open your mouth..."
Chou'er was startled and subconsciously opened his mouth.
However, Jiang Lan seemed to be annoyed that she was too slow, so he poured out a pill and forced it into her mouth, then put the pill bottle in her hand.
"Take one pill on time every day, and the injury on your arm should be healed in three days." He gave a casual instruction and stood up.
Chou'er's face was red and he held the pill bottle tightly in his little hands.
She remembered what Jiang Lan said just now, that he didn't like mutes, so she tried to reply, "I...I...know...I know."
Her voice is hoarse, not very pleasant to hear, but it has an unmistakable clarity.
When she was in the arena, she seldom spoke to anyone and would hardly open her mouth for several years.
This also makes it difficult for her to communicate with others, and she tends to stutter when speaking in a hurry.
Jiang Lan seemed to smile and said, "Do you know who I am?"
When Chou'er saw that he was about to get up and leave the room, he held the pill bottle tightly and followed him.
Hearing this, she recalled the conversation between the maids in the bath, but with her current status, it would not be possible for her to call him Young Master Jiang.
"Yes... yes, Master..."
After thinking about it, Chou'er replied.
Jiang Lan seemed to be almost amused by her and said, "I'm asking you to know who I am, not to call me, understand?"
Chou'er nodded in confusion.
Jiang Lan shook his head and chuckled upon seeing this, and said no more, leaving it to be trained slowly in the future.
Just as he said before, Chou'er is currently a blank piece of paper without any coloring. She will become whatever appearance and shape he wants her to become.
The auction had already ended, and there was already a jade chariot waiting outside, with Jiang Lan's guards and knights waiting there.
"Go to Yunlan Terrace."
After Jiang Lan stepped onto the jade sedan chair, he gave instructions. Seeing Chou'er standing outside in a daze, he reached out and took her up with him.
The interior of the jade chariot was very spacious, with soft couches, incense burners, and a variety of spiritual fruits, fine wines, snacks, and candied dates.
After Chou'er entered, he still felt a little unfamiliar.
Accustomed to living in the cage of the arena for many years, she felt unfamiliar, tentative, and cautious about all these things.
Jiang Lan leaned on the couch as usual, and asked Chou'er to fill her glass of wine, but because of her appearance, the wine was not filled and spilled all over the floor.
He also seemed to have a slight headache.
Chou'er's face also turned a little red because of his clumsiness.
"It's okay, it's just some drinks."
Jiang Lan raised his body slightly and sat up straighter. He just sat on the couch as comfortably as possible.
He asked Chou'er to sit down beside him, and then began to ask her about her experiences in the arena and why she was sold there.
Although asking this seems to be a deliberate attempt to expose her scars.
But Jiang Lan knows one thing very well: if you want to quickly get close to someone and gain their trust, the simplest and most direct way is to empathize with them.
As for how to generate empathy, it is naturally to face the scars together with the person...
Chou'er didn't know what Jiang Lan was thinking, he just thought that he was interested in his past and experiences.
So she began to tell the story bit by bit in her halting way.
She herself did not have much emotion about this, but she could not remember many things from her childhood. The days in the arena were monotonous, fighting, killing, and being watched by people, over and over again, which lasted for a very long time and was very boring.
Jiang Lan seemed to be a little drowsy as well, but when she heard Chou'er start talking about how she was sold to human traffickers by her mother, she seemed to perk up a little.
Chou'er used her usual stuttering but hoarse voice to tell the story of how her father abandoned her and her mother, and how her mother destroyed her face with boiling water...
There was silence for a moment in the jade chariot.
"So that's how you got all these scars. Your mother is really cruel..." Jiang Lan's eyes fell on her face, seeming very surprised.
Chou'er's expression did not change much. Although he was sad, he just hid it in his eyes.
Noticing Jiang Lan's gaze, she subconsciously buried her face. Because of her ugly face, she was hated and feared by many people.
She was also afraid of the undisguised look of disgust and disdain.
"Are you afraid that I will dislike you? You lower your head so low that it's almost buried in your chest..." Jiang Lan chuckled when he saw her behavior.
Chou'er hung her head, her hands tangled together and hidden in her wide sleeves.
"Come and sit down." Jiang Lan said.
Chou'er pursed his lips and glanced at the soft couch next to him, feeling a little at a loss.
"I told you to sit over here, why are you taking so long?" Jiang Lan repeated.
Chou'er then slowly moved his body and sat next to him, but his butt only touched a little bit. He clenched his sleeves tightly with both hands and placed them in front of his legs.
After staying close to Jiang Lan for a long time, she could smell the pleasant woody scent on him.
"You were in the arena, covered in blood and dirt, with disheveled hair, more frightening than a beggar, but I never despised you."
"Now you are clean, with only a few scars on your body, which will be removed sooner or later. Why do you feel so inferior?"
Jiang Lan reached out to push aside the hair that fell on both sides of her face, and used his slender fingers to stroke the scars that revealed the fascia.
Chou'er's face turned red. Although he was very embarrassed, when he heard these words, for some reason, he felt a surge of emotions that he had never felt before. He felt warm, just like when he took the pill before.
"I...I understand..." She lowered her eyelids, blinking her long eyelashes, trying to respond.
"I never need any cowardly and inferior people around me."
"Follow me, even if the king of heaven is in front of you, you have to look down on him and not show any weakness..."
"Do you know?" Jiang Lan looked at her and said.
Chou'er nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice and replied, "I...I know..."
Seeing this, Jiang Lan smiled and said, "Also, the name Chou'er doesn't sound good. I'll give you a new name. From now on, you'll be called You'er."
"Yes, You... You'er..."
"Understood."
Jiang Lan nodded with satisfaction. As a member of the ghost clan, the name You'er was more appropriate.
After all, You'er has a simple heart. You can fool her by being nice to her and saying a few sweet words to her.
Judging from the huge amount of luck surging into the Niwan Palace, the third stage of the Dao Fruit of Life is about to mature.
In addition, the fruit of luck that has been produced is now the size of a baby's fist and will mature soon.
Judging from the current speed, he should soon have a new Dao Fruit similar to the Dao Fruit of Life. He is looking forward to what kind of talents and abilities it will contain.
The chariot sped along the long street, but it was very stable and no bumps could be felt.
Jiang Lan closed his eyes slightly, seemingly dozing off, but in fact he was investigating the current situation of the mysterious ancient vine.
"Master... Master..."
On the way to Yunlan Terrace, You'er's voice suddenly rang out.
"Hmm?" Jiang Lan still didn't open his eyes.
"Why...why...would you save me in the arena..." You'er asked the biggest doubt and question in her mind.
Jiang Lan opened his eyes and looked at her, saying, "Why did I save you? I just felt sorry for you."
"It's like walking down the street and seeing a dirty, pitiful and helpless kitten, so I just rescued it."
"so……"
You'er still nodded ignorantly.
"So, you are like the kitten I raise, you know?" Jiang Lan said.
You'er nodded subconsciously, but when she came to her senses, an inexplicable emotion lingered in her heart.
I... I am my master's kitten?
…
Yunlantai is a well-known restaurant in the imperial capital. It has a quiet environment and is full of fairy atmosphere. Amid the mist, it looks like a fairyland on earth.
Jiang Lan had arranged a banquet, and soon after he arrived, Shang Mingyu, dressed as a scholar, came over, surrounded by a group of guards and two maids.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for the banquet..."
Shang Mingyu had a faint smile on her face, her voice was soft and crisp, and she sat down confidently.
Although she was wearing a slightly loose robe, it could not hide her slender and graceful figure. Her legs were long and straight, very perfect, and she was slightly taller than ordinary women.
On the way from the auction venue to the banquet, Shang Mingyu instructed his men to see if they could find out any information about Jiang Lan.
She was not clear about Jiang Lan's intentions. Normally, she liked to plan before doing anything, think carefully, and never do anything without certainty.
For example, today when Jiang Lan suddenly invited her to a banquet, she was completely caught off guard and had no preparation at all. She couldn't guess what Jiang Lan's purpose was, so she could only come here with gritted teeth.
Unfortunately, the subordinates who went to investigate found nothing.
All we know is that Jiang Lan has been stirring up trouble and doing all kinds of evil in the imperial capital over the years. He is a typical second-generation rich playboy. And we can hear these news without asking.
Shang Mingyu wouldn't be so stupid as to really regard Jiang Lan as a playboy.
"The girl is punctual."
Jiang Lan smiled, and then ordered people to start serving the dishes, without proactively mentioning what Shang Mingyu was here for.
"Mr. Jiang invited me, how dare I not be on time?"
Shang Mingyu sat upright with an elegant posture, revealing a sense of nobility. Hearing the words, she smiled with her lips pursed, her eyebrows slightly curved, looking both clear and charming.
At this time, she noticed You'er beside Jiang Lan, and could vaguely guess her identity. Was she the death row slave in the arena? "Sure enough, this woman is also extraordinary, with an extraordinary destiny. She will become a great person in the future."
She slightly used the Ambition Ball and vaguely caught a glimpse of a clue, which surprised her even more.
Everyone thought that Jiang Lan was kind and saved her out of compassion, but little did they know that this woman was blessed with great fortune.
And this should be the reason why Jiang Lan saved him...
Shang Mingyu felt that Jiang Lan in front of him was more and more unfathomable.
"You still don't know the young lady's name? I didn't mean to threaten you at the auction today. I just acted out of urgency. I hope the young lady won't take it to heart."
Jiang Lan seemed to have no idea what Shang Mingyu was thinking at the moment.
With a faint smile on his handsome face, he raised the wine glass in his hand and toasted Shang Mingyu from afar.
"My name is Hong Mingyue, and I come from overseas countries. I have no intention of going against Master Jiang today, but that strange stone is indeed important to me, so..."
Shang Mingyu did not expect that Jiang Lan would take the initiative to give way and apologize for what happened at the auction today.
She was stunned for a moment, then raised her glass with her delicate hand, toasted Jiang Lan, and explained what had happened at that time.
"I understand what Miss Hong means. That strange stone is indeed extraordinary. I am also somewhat interested in it, but I don't really have to have it." Jiang Lan said with a smile.
In the original plot, Shang Mingyu also used the alias Hong Mingyue many times. The surname Hong was the surname of the country Hong, but it was destroyed many years ago.
There are many people with the surname Hong in Da Xia at present, so it is not easy for her to arouse suspicion by using such a pseudonym.
Shang Mingyu felt relieved when she heard this. Did Jiang Lan mean to tell her that he didn't intend to compete with her? "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for giving up. Mingyue will keep this favor in mind." She bowed slightly.
Jiang Lan smiled and said, "I actually invited Miss Hong here because I wanted to ask if Miss Hong knows much about that strange stone and what is inside it?"
Shang Mingyu was slightly stunned.
She thought about the feeling of being watched at the auction. Jiang Lan must have noticed something special about her, so he asked this question.
"To be honest with you, Master Jiang, that strange stone came from Kunlun Immortal Ruins. It contains a source of Taoism, and there should be a drop of true blood of an ancient demon beast sealed inside it."
"I need this thing to practice the technique I'm practicing, so I'm very anxious about it." Shang Mingyu replied half-truthfully.
"So it's real blood? That might be my perception wrong. I thought it was a trace of divine substance left by a senior..." Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows as if in surprise.
Shang Mingyu's heart trembled, but her expression did not change. Jiang Lan's perception was even more terrifying than she had imagined. It was only with the help of the Ball of Ambition that she knew there was a ray of the Son of Heaven's aura in it.
Jiang Lan should not have such a treasure on him. After all, the Ball of Ambition cannot be forged even in the present-day Great Xia.
That is to say, with his powerful perception, he can vaguely glimpse what is inside? "Forget it, now that the strange stone has fallen into the hands of others, it is meaningless to ask these questions." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly.
"Mr. Jiang is absolutely right." Shang Mingyu nodded and agreed.
Jiang Lan looked at her and said, "Since we met at the auction today, I felt that Miss Hong was not simple. After meeting her just now, I felt that Miss Hong had a lot of secrets that I couldn't see through..."
"What does Mr. Jiang mean by this?"
Shang Mingyu's heart trembled again, but his expression remained the same.
Although in her current perception, Jiang Lan's cultivation was very low, the oppression he brought to her was comparable to those of the seventh realm beings at the same level as her, or even more.
"However, I am not interested in your secrets, Miss Hong. I just want to make friends with you. Maybe in the future, we will have the opportunity to cooperate with each other."
Jiang Lan continued to talk to himself.
He knew that Ye Ming would go find Shang Mingyu next and voluntarily hand over the strange stone. During this process, Ye Ming would definitely find a way to reveal some of the grievances between him and Jiang Lan, so as to win over Shang Mingyu and become an ally.
For the sake of that rare stone, Shang Mingyu would definitely pretend to agree to Ye Ming's request first.
In the imperial capital, she didn't dare to act recklessly or kill people for treasure.
The fundamental purpose of Jiang Lan inviting her to this gathering was to give her a heads-up and let her know what is more important.
Shang Mingyu has the ball of ambition on her, so she will definitely be able to sense something special about herself. Instead of letting her focus on being on guard against herself, it is better to point it out directly so that she can fight Emperor Xia without any worries.
After all, he can always be the one who benefits.
"Mr. Jiang is right. Maybe in the future, we will have the opportunity to cooperate..." Shang Mingyu is not stupid. He quickly understood Jiang Lan's intention and a smile appeared on his face.
(End of this chapter)
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