"Darn it! That kid again? Didn't he know what he should do or not do in this place?" Zhao-Pu said and got up to prepare to get Zheng-Fu. However, his students and the other Elders in the sect tried to stop him…

"Take it easy, Elder Zhao-Pu. You know that we're not allowed to create a fight in the auction house," Zhong-Nan-Jia said with crinkled eyebrows. He was worried that Zhao-Pu would hurt Zheng-Fu in the auction house…

"So what? What will the Purple Dragon Auction House do to me if I give that kid a lesson? It's just an auction house, not a sect or a martial arts institution that has a lot of members!" Zhao-Pu said with a mocking gesture to the auction house. He was not afraid of the auction house because he thought that his sect was one of the most powerful in the city…

"You should not say that, Elder Zhao-Pu. Even though our auction house is not as powerful as your Star-Killer Sword Sect, we've never feared you at all!"

Boom!

Thud!

All of a sudden, Zhao-Pu heard a mysterious man with a baritone voice while feeling pressured energy so much that he had to fall to the floor on his knees instantly. No one in the auction house could hear the voice and feel the pressure. So, when they saw Zhao-Pu's behavior, they widened their eyes in shock and instantly too…

"What's going on, Elder Zhao-Pu!?" Dong-Dong, who saw that Zhao-Pu was collapsed on the ground, asked and rushed to pick him up immediately…

Zhao-Pu's face was as pale as a hard-boiled egg. His forehead was full of cold sweat because of that horrifying pressure energy. Even though he was at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, he could not protect himself from that energy at all. That made him feel tremendously fearful. Then he said…

"I didn't mean what I said, Elder. I was just… I was just too upset at that kid who cut in before I finished the bid. Please forgive me, Elder!" Zhao-Pu rushed to bow to the Elder and apologized that he had said that the Purple Dragon Auction House was powerless. Now, he realized that the auction house was run by someone horrifyingly powerful…

"That's more like it. Then I'll just think that I didn't hear what you said about us!"

Whoosh!

As the mysterious voice disappeared, Zhao-Pu no longer felt that pressuring energy. So, he got to breathe more conveniently and got back on his feet. However, he had to suffer quite a severe internal injury. The people around him wondered what had happened to him. They were stunned that Zhao-Pu got down on his knees instantly and started to apologize to somebody…

"What happened to you, Elder Zhao-Pu?" Dong-Dong asked Zhao-Pu again as he picked Zhao-Pu up…

"Nothing! Let's get out of here! We can't bid against that kid anyway!" Zhao-Pu turned back to get out of the VIP room the minute he finished the sentence…

Dong-Dong was curious to see Zhao-Pu's strange gesture, but he did not ask for any more explanation. So, he walked after Zhao-Pu. Everyone in the room also followed suit. The incident was not noticed by the people on the ground floor. Only the people in the VIP room knew that the Star-Killer Sword Sect was gone…

"Where is the Star-Killer Sword Sect going? The auction is not done yet," someone from the Rainy Cloud Sect said when he felt the disappearance of the Star-Killer Sword Sect…

"They're gone? What do you mean by that? Why don't they wait until the auction ends?"

The powerful people started to talk about the Star-Killer Sword Sect. They wondered why they left and left without saying anything. No one knew the real reason they left, except for the young man who was on the ground floor…

"A Nascent Soul stage!? There's something more about the Purple Dragon Auction House that I didn't know about." Zheng-Fu mumbled very quietly after he sensed the existence of the mysterious man who suppressed Zhao-Pu with pressuring energy. However, Zheng-Fu did not want to pay attention to what happened to Zhao-Pu because it was none of his business…

In one of the secret rooms…

"It looks like that kid can sense my existence!" an elderly man, who was about eighty years old, said while stroking his beard. He also had a smile on his face…

"How could that be? He shouldn't be able to do that. The kid is only at the Golden Core stage. Are you talking crazy because you're very old now?" another elderly man asked with a joyful laugh…

"Hahaha! I guess so. Anyway, chaos is going to happen in our auction house soon. Did you know that someone wants to auction off Spiritual Qi energy stones? They're all four of them each. And the size is as big as a fist too." The same elderly man changed back to a serious mode when he talked about the four Spiritual Qi energy stones.

His words prompted the other two elderly men to get vigilant too…

"Yeah. It's going to be chaotic in our auction house. At the time we auctioned the Spiritual Qi energy stone that was as big as a thumb, the whole city was in a chaotic state. What will happen to the city today when we auction the ones the size of a fist?" The third elderly man supported the first elderly man with his opinion…

"But we have to auction those stones anyway because it's the rule of our auction house. It's a rule that we've been holding for a long time. Or should we buy those Spiritual Qi energy stones ourselves?" The second elderly man said while giving a gesture that he wanted to hear the opinions of his two friends…

"If we do that… Um… We would not look too good, I suppose. But those Spiritual stones are so attractive. If all of us got to absorb the energy from them, we might be able to break through the bottlenecks that we've been trying to do successfully," Wang-Mu-Hai, the second elderly man, said while looking at the other two elderly men.

The third elderly man completely agreed with him, while the first elderly man remained silent as if he was contemplating something…

The first elderly man agreed with the idea, of course. However, he was still hesitating. The four Spiritual Qi energy stones were really attractive. Not only that, but the size was also as big as a fist. And the four of them came in each element. The three elderly men had different hidden powers too, which meant that they could take the ones that matched them entirely for themselves…

"I know that you're worried, Brother Wang-Qin-Dai. But I want you to consider what I'm saying to you. There are four Spiritual Qi energy stones, and each of them is a different element. And there are three of us. That means that we can take three out of the four of them. We can have someone auction the stones for us three, so it's not against the rules…"

"That sounds right, but…" Wang-Qin-Dai was being hesitant. He could not decide whether he wanted to do so accordingly. However, he finally concluded. He would do accordingly because the other two elderly men showed that they did need Zheng-Fu's Spiritual Qi energy stones…

"Sigh! Alright! Let's do it!" Wang-Qin-Dai let out a sigh of difficult feelings in the making of the decision. However, he could not help agreeing with the other two elderly men. If the Spiritual Qi energy stones helped improve their energy levels, they would increase their longevity too…

When the three elderly men agreed to get the Spiritual Qi energy stones for themselves, they ordered someone that they could trust to join the auction. The three elders specifically ordered the person to bid only on the Spiritual Qi energy stones that matched their hidden powers. Wang-Qin-Dai had the wind element as his hidden power.

It was the earth element for Wang-Mu-Hai and the water element for the last elderly man, Wang-Liao-Lang. They left the Fire Spiritual stone for the rest to bid on…

Back at the auction…

The price of the high-level fighting manual was hiked to 10 million monster crystal coins. Zheng-Fu was the one who offered the price. Now the influential sects started to send their people back to their sects to get more money immediately. The high-level fighting technique that was many thousand years old was worth the investment…

"The Royal Guardian Sect would like to offer eleven million monster crystal coins!"

"The Golden Lion Protection Sect would like to bid on it at eleven million five hundred thousand monster crystal coins!"

"The Rainy Cloud Sect wants to bid for twelve million monster crystal coins!"

"The Dragon Halberd Sect would like to offer thirteen million monster crystal coins!"

No one wanted to give up the Inferno Flame fighting manual to anyone. The people that they sent back to get more money would come back to the auction house soon. Everyone who bid for the manual thought that they could pay any amount for it…

"Fifteen million monster crystal coins!"

Zheng-Fu, who was observing the bid from the influential sects for a while, offered the bid at fifteen million monster crystal coins when he saw that the influential sects slowed down the bid. When Zheng-Fu made the bid, everyone who bid for the fighting manual turned to stare at him. They really wanted to know where Zheng-Fu was from…

No one knew anything about Zheng-Fu, even though they sent their people to search for information about him. It was impossible to know about him because no one in the city had heard of him. He was basically someone mysterious in the capital city…

"What!? No information about him at all? How could that be? He must have put something down on the registration form when he entered the city." Pyon-Go, who needed to know about Zheng-Fu the most, checked with his spy over and over again. However, his spy could say over and over again that he had no information about Zheng-Fu…

The other sects did not get the information about Zheng-Fu either. They checked with the people in the city and even the people outside of the city. They did not see anything at the office at the city gate either. So, everyone started to crinkle their eyebrows out of sheer curiosity. They wanted to know who Zheng-Fu was…

"Does anyone want to give a higher bid?" Wang-Lin-Chan checked if someone wanted to offer a higher price when the influential sect did not seem to make any moves…

"Tsk! It doesn't matter who he is, that high-level fighting technique manual must belong to us! I want to bid on it at… Oops!"

As Pyon-Go was about to offer the higher bid, a mysterious hand suddenly grabbed him from behind, quietly. He did not even sense the existence of the owner of that hand. That was why he was so shocked that the person had to cover his mouth to stop him from making noise. The only thing he could do was to prepare to release the energy to counter the person.

However, he did not do so because the person whispered to him first…

"You're still as hot-tempered as always, Elder Pyon-Go!" The voice showed that the person should be in his twenties. And when Pyon-Go saw the owner of the voice, his face turned pale instantly because he remembered well whose voice that was…

"Respecting, Young Master!"

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