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"Longcheng, what happened?" Wang Yi asked in confusion.
"Nothing much," Longcheng waved his hand.
"We bought a batch of goods from the City of Demons, but we were robbed on the way. We suspect it was the Blood Flame Sect," Dragon General said angrily.
Wang Yi nodded and asked, "Dragon Gang Leader, what is the realm of the Blood Flame Sect's leader?"
"Zhang Zhuo is at a similar cultivation level as mine, also at the Initial Stage of Insight," Longcheng looked at Wang Yi with confusion, not understanding why he asked this question.
"Why do you ask this, Brother Wang?" Dragon General inquired.
"I was just asking casually," Wang Yi replied with a smile, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. The Longcheng father and son had saved him, and if the Blood Flame Sect truly intended to target the Howling Gang, he wouldn't mind taking action.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yi asked, "Dragon Gang Leader, do you know where the largest trading firm here is?"
"The Blood Flame Sect controls most of the trade in Shiyan City," Longcheng replied before asking, "Wang Yi, what do you wish to purchase?"
"Well," Wang Yi nodded and said, "I have mostly recovered from my injuries, but I still need a spiritual item to fully restore myself. Additionally, I need some Fire Essence."
"What is that other item? Although our Howling Gang mainly deals in demon beasts, we also dabble in spiritual herbs and might have what you need," Dragon General said.
"Eternal Blood Sun Grass," Wang Yi replied. At this point, his injuries had healed, but to completely repair his damaged Dantian, he needed this Blood Sun Grass.
"Eternal Blood Sun Grass?" Longcheng was taken aback for a moment before revealing a bitter smile. "This item is extremely precious; our gang indeed does not have it."
"Father, I know where to find it," Dragon General said with a frown as a glimmer of joy appeared on his face. "A few days ago, I saw it being auctioned at the Blood Flame Sect's trading hall, and the auction is happening at Ming Noon."
"Oh, is that true?" Longcheng asked.
"Yes, Brother Wang, how about I take you to this auction tomorrow?" Dragon General suggested.
"In that case, thank you very much, Long Brother," Wang Yi said with great delight.
The next day, at noon.
Dragon General and Wang Yi walked out of Howling Gang, crossed a street, and arrived at an Auction house.
Wang Yi glanced around and saw that this Auction house was three stories high, adorned luxuriously, and had an extraordinary atmosphere. At this moment, merchants and warriors were entering one after another.
"Is that Dragon General?"
People around called out Dragon General's name, discussing among themselves.
"Blood Flame Sect and Howling Gang are sworn enemies. What is Dragon General doing here?"
"Maybe he came to participate in the Auction. By the way, who is that person beside him?"
"I don't recognize him; he doesn't seem to be from Shiyan City."
"Wang brother, please." Dragon General gestured.
Wang Yi nodded and followed Dragon General into the Auction house.
"Oh, is this the young master of the Dragon Gang?"
At that moment, a richly dressed man with a pale complexion stepped forward, looking at Dragon General and said, "What brings you to our business association today?"
"What? Zhang Yun, are you not welcoming?" Dragon General narrowed his eyes and replied calmly.
"I welcome everyone who comes to our business association, but if someone comes to cause trouble, then I can't be polite," Zhang Yun's voice grew cold, his gaze revealing a hint of malice as he gestured, "Please."
"Hmph." Dragon General snorted coldly and said, "Wang brother, let's go."
"Wait a moment. This friend looks unfamiliar; may I ask who he is?" Zhang Yun suddenly blocked Wang Yi's path, sizing him up with disdain. A Transcendence Realm Fourth Layer warrior was not worth his attention.
Wang Yi naturally noticed the disdain in Zhang Yun's eyes but didn't mind. He had seen many such wealthy young masters. As for his cultivation level, he deliberately concealed it; first to avoid unnecessary trouble, and second to prevent attracting the attention of Longcheng Father and Son. After all, a Glimpse of the Nirvana Realm Expert had been injured and nearly lost his life—there must be something behind it.
"Wang Yi here, may I ask what brings Young Master Zhang?" Wang Yi asked softly.
"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Wang. May I ask where you come from?" Zhang Yun casually inquired.
"I come from Eastern Lin, and this is my first time in Shiyan City," Wang Yi replied, his old face flushing slightly.
However, this only delighted Zhang Yun, who then revealed a hint of disdain. It turned out he was just a country bumpkin. With that thought, he dismissed Wang Yi from his mind and turned to Dragon General, saying, "Three days from now is the day of the great competition between our two families. I wonder if Long Brother has prepared?"
After a pause, Zhang Yun slapped his forehead as if suddenly realizing something. "I forgot to tell you, I have already broken through the Gaze of the Abyss."
As he finished speaking, Zhang Yun moved slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from him: Nirvana Power.
"What?" Dragon General's expression changed drastically. "How could you break through the Gaze of the Abyss so quickly with your talent?"
"Well, I am now an Inner Sect Disciple of Luo Sect," Zhang Yun said leisurely, but the pride in his tone was unmistakable, leaving Dragon General utterly astonished.
Meanwhile, Wang Yi listened to this and narrowed his eyes. The Luo Sect was a major sect within a thousand miles of Shiyan City and was not to be underestimated.
"Impossible?" Dragon General's face showed signs of shock.
"You should recognize this token," Zhang Yun said as he slowly took out a purple-gold token engraved with three silver characters: Luo Sect.
Dragon General's expression froze momentarily, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
"Alright, Wang Yi, please lead Young Master Long to the VIP Room," Zhang Yun said, quite pleased with Dragon General's reaction. He waved his hand and added, "Dragon General, in three days, I will defeat you openly and take all the shops in Shiyan City and West City."
"Young Master Long, please." A servant stepped forward and bowed.
Dragon General hesitated for a moment before regaining his composure. He turned to Wang Yi and said, "Brother Wang, please."
Soon after, the two arrived at the VIP Room.
The VIP Room was elegantly decorated with a tea table that held a pot of fragrant tea and an incense burner, filling the room with a delightful aroma.
Inside, there were two soft chairs placed in front of the VIP Room, and a transparent glass wall allowed a view of the outside, while those outside could not see in. Standing here, one could see the entire auction scene below.
“Brother Wang, once the Blood Sun Grass is auctioned off, you should leave Shiyan City as soon as possible,” Dragon General said, taking a deep breath with a somewhat grim expression.
“What? Is Brother Long so eager for me to leave?” Wang Yi replied with a smile.
“You misunderstand, Brother Wang. It’s about the Blood Flame Sect. Three days from now, I will face Zhang Yun in battle. If I win, the Blood Flame Sect will relinquish ownership of the eastern part of Shiyan City. If I lose, West City will fall to the Blood Flame Sect,” Dragon General said with a bitter smile. “But now Zhang Yun has become an expert in the Glimpse of the Nirvana Realm; I am no match for him. If that happens, my Howling Gang will no longer be able to stand in Shiyan City, and the Blood Flame Sect will take advantage to strike against Howling Gang.”
“Are you saying that the Blood Flame Sect intends to take action against Howling Gang?” Wang Yi asked in a low voice.
“Exactly. That’s why, to avoid implicating you, I urge you to leave quickly,” Dragon General nodded.
“Hahaha…” Wang Yi laughed heartily and said, “Brother Long need not worry; as the saying goes, good people have their own fortune. Your Howling Gang will surely escape this disaster.”
“I hope so,” Dragon General seemed to be infected by Wang Yi's laughter, tightening his fists and nodding.
“Ding!”
At that moment, a bell rang from the auction house on the first floor.
Immediately, Wang Yi saw an Elder in Long Robe step out from behind the curtain and announce loudly, “Welcome everyone to this auction. I won’t waste your time; let’s begin with the first item up for bid.”
“Good.”
The crowd welcomed this efficient approach with applause.
“Five-thousand-year Spirit Herb Purple Vine, starting price one hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones. The bidding starts now,” the Elder in Long Robe declared loudly.
“I bid one hundred and ten thousand.”
“One hundred and fifty thousand.”
“Two hundred thousand.”
Finally, the five-thousand-year-old Purple Vine was auctioned off by a Transcendence Realm Martial Artist.
"The Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique, Xuan Luo Palm, has a starting bid of two hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones. The bidding starts now," announced the Elder in Long Robe, moving at a leisurely pace as he presented a set of Martial Arts.
"The Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique." Wang Yi was taken aback; Zhongzhou truly deserved its reputation as the holy land of the Cultivation World. He never expected that someone would put a Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique up for auction.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
"Two hundred and seventy thousand."
"Three hundred thousand."
Soon, this set of Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique, Xuan Luo Palm, was auctioned off for three hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones. This left Wang Yi astonished; three hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones was an astronomical sum. In the entire Song Kingdom, only Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Xuan could likely afford such an amount of Yuan Stones. The gap in wealth was evident.
"Eternal Blood Sun Grass, starting bid of four hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones. The bidding starts now." The Elder in Long Robe took out a jade-colored box, revealing a blood-red spiritual herb that caught everyone's attention, surrounded by Spiritual Energy.
"Five hundred thousand."
As soon as the Elder in Blue Robes finished speaking, someone immediately began bidding, raising the price by one hundred thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones without hesitation.
"Six hundred thousand." Without any delay, Wang Yi joined the bidding. His wealth was considerable; he had over a million Yuan Stones and tens of thousands of High-Quality Origin Stones—two hundred million in total—sufficient for his needs.
"Wang brother, do you have enough Yuan Stones?" Dragon General asked.
"Long Brother, don't worry; it's enough," Wang Yi replied.
"Eight hundred thousand."
"One million," Wang Yi declared loudly.
"It’s the VIP Room where Dragon General is located." Someone immediately recognized Wang Yi's VIP Room.
The crowd gasped in shock and hesitated to bid further. Firstly, one million had far exceeded the actual value of the Blood Sun Grass. Secondly, it wasn't worth offending the Howling Gang over a single spiritual herb.
Thus, Wang Yi naturally obtained the Blood Sun Grass.
Before long, a Gray-Robed Elder walked into the VIP Room and handed a Jade Box to Wang Yi, saying, "Esteemed guest, this is the Blood Sun Grass." As he spoke, he took out a Storage Ring and handed it to Wang Yi, saying, "Please place the Yuan Stone inside."
"Thank you," Wang Yi nodded, took the Blood Sun Grass, and with a thought, the Storage Ring in his fingers burst forth with a large expanse of white light, merging into the Storage Ring. He then handed it to the Elder in Long Robe, saying, "Please check it."
The Elder in Long Robe took the Storage Ring, scanned it with his divine sense, and nodded, saying, "If you need anything else, please feel free to ask."
"Nothing else," Wang Yi replied.
"Farewell," the Elder in Long Robe said as he left.
"Long Brother, let's go!" Wang Yi placed the Blood Sun Grass into the Storage Ring and said in a deep voice.
"After you," Dragon General stood up and gestured.
The two then exited the VIP Room. In the corridor, they saw Zhang Yun approaching with a smile, saying, "Long Brother, don't worry. In three days' time during our battle, I will show mercy."
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