Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 103 The Auction (Part 1)

"Teacher, why are you back again? ✌🎁 ❻9Ŝ卄𝓾᙭.cØм 👍💲" In the Medicine Peak, Liu Ling looked at her teacher.

"It's nothing." Gu He shook his head, a hint of disappointment barely perceptible in his eyes.

"Teacher, you've run into a wall."

Liu Ling knew exactly what had happened, because he too had returned from Nalan Yanran's place looking disheveled.

Although he can't fly, he can't resist being close by.

"Liu Ling, has anything major happened in the Jia Ma Empire recently?" Gu He glanced at his disciple.

"Indeed, a lot of major things have happened."

Liu Ling nodded and said, "A few days ago, a young powerhouse came to the empire. He was not even sixteen years old, but he already had the strength of a Dou Huang."

Upon hearing this, Gu He's previously calm expression suddenly froze.

"A sixteen-year-old Dou Huang? You're not joking with your master, are you?"

"Teacher, how could I possibly joke with you?"

Liu Ling gave a wry smile and said, "Not only that, but that young man also seems to have two protectors by his side. The cultivation levels of those two protectors are definitely above the Dou Zong level."

"I just went into seclusion, and such a big thing happened in the capital?" Gu He's expression was slightly bewildered.

"Not only that, that young man also has ties with the Nalan family." Liu Ling told Gu He everything she knew.

"This young man has also been to the Yunlan Sect." Gu He was taken aback, and suddenly seemed to understand how Yun Yun obtained the Breakthrough Pill.

"No matter how outstanding a sixteen-year-old boy is, he wouldn't be able to win Yun Yun's heart," Gu He thought to himself, but for some reason, he had a vague sense of unease.

"You said he'll be selling something at the Mittel auction house the day after tomorrow?" He glanced at his disciple.

Liu Ling nodded slightly and said, "All alchemists of the third rank or above in the capital have received invitations."

"In that case, let's go take a look the day after tomorrow." Guhe suddenly became a little curious as well.

On the morning of the third day, as the sun shone brightly on the earth, the largest and most bustling auction house in the capital slowly opened its doors.

"Indeed, the Mittel family is a business family that started out in business; this auction house is indeed magnificent." In a VIP room, Xiao Yan looked at the huge auction house in the room.

The auction house is about half the size of a football field and can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people, with multiple private rooms on the second floor.

It is worth noting that this is an indoor auction venue, and the construction cost is unimaginable.

Inside the auction house, crystal chandeliers hung everywhere, and luxurious furs were used to decorate the VIP rooms.

"Young Master Xiao Yan comes from a prominent family in Zhongzhou. Has he never even seen a small auction house like this before?" Ya Fei teased softly from the side, though she was quite pleased with herself.

Because the elegant interior design of this exquisite building was all her doing.

"I haven't seen many," Xiao Yan smiled.

Xiao Yan had only seen more luxurious buildings like this in Saint Pill City; as for the Xiao Clan, there was no auction house like this.

Because it is not needed.

"I'm going up to the auction in a bit," Ya Fei suddenly said softly.

"Go ahead, let me see how dazzling my little secretary will be when she steps onto the auction stage," Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"I'm still a little nervous." Ya Fei squeezed Xiao Yan's hand.

"What are you so nervous about?" Xiao Yan held her delicate hand, which was actually covered in a fine layer of sweat.

"It's because the things you brought out were too valuable. Any one of them is almost half the wealth of our Mittel family."

Ya Fei gave him a light, yet alluring glance.

"Oh, shall I go then?" Xiao Yan chuckled.

"You think you can leave? Not a chance." Ya Fei snorted softly.

"Just auction it off, it doesn't matter if you lose it. These things were originally meant for you to accumulate capital." Xiao Yan chuckled and patted her bottom.

"I'd be heartbroken if I lost him." Ya Fei rolled her eyes at him again, then suddenly tiptoed and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

"I'm going to get ready." With that, she swayed her alluring waist and left gracefully.

"Women still need nourishment." Watching Ya Fei's departing figure, Xiao Yan smiled slightly.

At this time, the guests also arrived one after another.

The so-called big shots of the capital who used to be able to sit in the VIP room are now obediently finding a place to sit in the ordinary audience seats.

Because those who can sit in the private room today are at least powerful individuals with the cultivation level of a Battle King. Even most fourth-grade alchemists are not qualified to enter the private room alone.

Whether in the Jia Ma Empire or the entire Dou Qi Continent, Dou Wang is a watershed moment for strong individuals.

Only by taking this step can one truly be called a strong person. Even in the Xiao Clan, the minimum qualification to be included in the family tree is a Dou Wang (Battle King).

"Teacher, why aren't the sect leader and her disciples sitting with us?" In a private room, Liu Ling looked at Gu He with a troubled expression.

"Sigh, I don't know either." Gu He grabbed a handful of his thinning hair in distress. Studying alchemy also comes at a price.

"Teacher, why don't I see Xiao Yan?" In another private room, Nalan Yanran looked around and found that she didn't see Xiao Yan.

"I don't know," Yun Yun shook her head.

"Teacher, don't you want to see him?" Nalan Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Yanran, Yunlan Sect owes Xiao Yan too much, and I will have to repay it all." Yun Yun sighed.

"So, teacher, would you be willing to be his concubine?"

"You brat!" Yun Yun blushed.

"It seems that the teacher doesn't dislike Xiao Yan very much." Nalan Yanran felt a slight bitterness in her heart.

"She couldn't quite put her finger on the bitterness, but it was very real."

"If he hadn't broken off the engagement, things might have been better." A thought arose in her mind, but she quickly dismissed it.

"Even if he doesn't break off the engagement, he's still a lecherous scoundrel who dares to covet the teacher. If we marry him, who knows what outrageous things this bastard will do."

Countless thoughts flashed through Nalan Yanran's mind at once.

"Yanran, why are you shaking your head like that? Did something go wrong with your practice?" Yunyun asked her disciple with a puzzled look.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

As Nalan Yanran was speaking, the originally dazzling crystal chandelier in the room suddenly dimmed, and then turned into a soft light.

As these lights were turned on, an even brighter and more dazzling spotlight shone down on the auction stage in the center of the auction hall.

As the lights changed, the internal passageway slowly opened, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a glamorous woman in a red cheongsam slowly walked out of the passageway.

Her red cheongsam was elegant and dignified, embroidered with gold thread patterns, adding a unique touch of sophistication to the garment.

Of course, even the most beautiful clothes need a good figure to complement them, and the beauty in front of us perfectly showcases the elegance of this cheongsam.

Ya Fei gracefully walked onto the auction stage, her long, white, and smooth legs swaying. Her mature and alluring face and enchanting figure made many men swallow hard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Mittel Auction House. This is our grandest auction in a century, and I am sure you will not be disappointed."

Ya Fei parted her red lips slightly, her mature voice carrying an alluring, languid magnetism.

"Now, I declare the auction open!"

(End of this chapter)