Chapter 91: One Step Shocking Fly (Second Update)

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  Xu Jing's sudden appearance made Ouyang Ming's face turn iron-green. He seemed to have not checked the Yellow Calendar when he went out today, and many things were not going smoothly. The Killing Empty Leg Secret Recipe was not obtained, the Liankong Knife was not obtained, and now even the Qiankun Wujigong had a feeling of a cooked duck flying away.

  "I don't believe I won't be able to attain the Qigong of the Supreme Ultimate."

  Ouyang Ming added 5 million taels with a furious roar in his heart.

  Xu Jing's voice was flat as she said to the three fellow female disciples in the same room: "Lend me all your money."

  "Sister, I'm borrowing from you. Absolutely cannot let Ouyang Ming get the Qiankun Wujigong." The female disciples of Liuyun Sect were all very pretty, each taking out a large stack of gold notes and handing them to Xu Jing.

  Xu Jing raised her head after counting the gold tickets, "Six million two!"

  "Alright, six million two, this time it has already broken the record of previous small auctions. Who else will increase the price? You know that the stabilizing and suppressing effect of Qiankun Wujigong on true energy is not common. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to encounter again." The old man in yellow clothes stirred up the atmosphere on the auction stage.

  Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to persuade them, nobody was willing to continue bidding, and the price of six million taels of gold was simply too high. There were many large families in Forget Worries City, but it was impossible for them to come up with such a large amount of gold all at once. Moreover, the Qiankun Wuji skill was only an auxiliary technique that couldn't directly increase combat power, so spending six million taels of gold on it seemed like a waste. Good steel should be used on the blade.

  Xu Jing was different, this Qian Kun Wu Ji Gong couldn't increase her combat power, but it would be of great help later on. After breaking through the boundary, she no longer had to worry about phenomena like true energy floating away, and it shortened the time needed for further advancement in her cultivation.

  The old man in yellow shook his head, knowing that the six million taels of gold were gone.

  "Six million yuan once... six million yuan three times, sold! Congratulations to the lady in room 12." Without him saying more, someone brought over the Qiankun Wujigong.

  It was strange for Tang Man Lou and Li Ling that the furious Ouyang Ming suddenly calmed down, his eyes deep and introspective, with a hint of cold light flashing by, as if he was thinking about something.

  Next, there were three more treasures left, each of which was auctioned off at a sky-high price, but the highest one only reached 4.5 million taels of gold, unable to surpass the prices of the Lick Sky Knife and the Qian Kun Wu Ji Skill.

  The auction ended successfully, and the crowd in the venue flowed out one after another.

  Open the package door, Ye Chen said: "Let's go!"

  Pinching a grape into his mouth, Wu Zongming's mood was extremely good, and he couldn't wait to return to Liuyun Sect and take the Return to Truth Pill.

  The two of them walked out of the private room and headed towards the exit.

  "Little kid, you're actually a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect!" At the entrance, five young people stood there, among whom were Tang Manlou and Li Ling. Next to them were three others he hadn't seen before. The leader of the group wore a purple-gold robe, with extremely long legs, and was at least 1.9 meters tall.

  "What's wrong?"

  "There's nothing much, my family's Ouyang Shixiong wants to invite you to Fuxian Hotel for a drink, hoping you can give him some face." one of them said with an ominous tone.

  "Sorry, I'm busy." Ye Chen took two steps sideways and was about to leave.

  That person blocked Ye Chen, "How is this, you don't even give me this little bit of face. If it weren't for Ouyang Shixiong letting you have that half sword body, do you think you would have gotten it?"

  On the side, Ouyang Ming revealed a cold smile. Originally, he had lost interest in finding trouble with Ye Chen, and only wanted to know which sect's female disciple was competing for the Qiankun Wujigong. After some inquiry, he found out that there were four people, three of whom wore Flowing Cloud Sect inner disciple robes, and another person whose sleeves also had the Flowing Cloud Sect emblem. At this time, seeing Ye Chen was also from the Flowing Cloud Sect, his mind suddenly came up with a plan.

  Wu Zongming rolled his eyes and said: "Not being able to bid for the treasure at the auction is your incompetence, what does it have to do with us? Do we need your permission?"

  "Hmph, Elder Ouyang is willing to treat you to a drink, it's because he looks up to you, don't toast without drinking or you'll be punished with a penalty drink." Another inner disciple of the Ziyang Sect said in a low voice.

  Ye Chen thought it was Tang Man Lou causing trouble in the middle, but now it seems that's not the case. Dan Mo said: "Get out of the way, don't block the path."

  Two of them were about to lose their temper, when Ouyang Ming spoke up, "Young people from Tianfeng Country, many want to invite me for a drink but it's hard to get the chance. Today I, Ouyang Ming, rarely invite others for a drink, you can't not go even if you don't want to."

  "What a big tone! I'd like to see how Ou Yangming, the little divine leg, invites us disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect to drink."

  Yedu Wu Zongming's back, Xu Jing's voice came over.

  "Teacher Xu." Ye Chen and Wu Zongming nodded.

  Xu Jing walked in front, with three female disciples of Liuyun Sect following beside her.

  Ou Yangming's eyes narrowed, "In the later stages of the Condensing True Realm, it's no wonder you have such a big tone, but it's still not enough to look at you. Only Zhu Mei, the great master sister of the Flowing Cloud Sect, has the qualification to speak with me on an equal footing."

  "Zhu Mei is not here, only I, Xu Jing." Xu Jing was not very tall, Ye Chen estimated that she was about 1.7 meters, and her slender figure in white clothes was elegant, with a subtle aura of majesty that was no less than Ouyang Ming's, and a unique domineering air was hidden within her, as if thunder was rumbling and the wind was howling.

  "What are you, daring to speak to Master Ouyang like that." The entrance of the northwest auction house was very wide, about three or four zhang, and the purple sun sect inner door disciple who had just spoken didn't seem to make any moves, but a palm pushed out horizontally, with scorching true energy forming a huge red ring, enveloping Xu Jing's body.

  "Get out of here."

  Xu Jing took a step forward, and the surrounding space seemed to shake, giving people a sense of instability. The air was boiling with energy, and suddenly, a thick, piercing golden light burst forth, instantly shattering the massive red ring and sending the opponent flying back, spitting blood.

  "How can it be so powerful, also in the late stage of condensing reality, the opponent is simply unbearable to hit, and even doesn't have the qualification to let Xu Jing sister take action." Wu Zongmin saw Xu Jing take a step forward, the opponent's offensive was immediately broken, spitting out blood, and his heart was shocked.

  Ye Chen was also somewhat unexpected, Xujing who had advanced to the late stage of the Condensing Reality Realm was even more powerful than he had imagined.

  The entrance was too eye-catching, and the conflict between the two sides attracted many warriors.

  "Look quickly, it's a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect and a disciple of the Purple Sun Sect, both sides have clashed."

  "Xiao Shen Tui Ouyang Ming repeatedly lost his hand, how can he give up? He must find trouble with the master of Qiankun Wujigong. Unfortunately, among these Liuyun Zong disciples, there is no one who can calm down the scene."

  "Not necessarily, didn't that Flowing Cloud Sect female disciple knock her opponent flying with just one move?"

  "Ouyang Ming didn't make a move, otherwise the opponent would have found it hard to resist."

  Apart from the warriors being attracted, the people of the Northwest Auction House also noticed this place. Before long, the old man in yellow robes pushed through the crowd and walked over, saying: "Gentlemen, the Northwest Auction House prohibits fighting, please give us some face, otherwise it will be hard to explain."

  The old man in yellow was not only an auctioneer, but also a martial artist at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. As he spoke, a stream of true energy intercepted and formed an invisible air wall.

  Ou Yang Ming's heart knew it was difficult to take action here, so he nodded and smiled: "How could that be? I just wanted to invite these few people for a drink. Since they have something going on, then I won't force them. Let's go."

  After waiting for the other party to leave, Xu Jing said to Ye Chen and Wu Zongming: "The road is not safe, you guys come with us!"

  The host left, and there was no reason for others to stay.

  Troublesome indeed. The old man in yellow robes secretly smiled wryly. Although the sect disciples were one of the most welcome customers at the auction house, they were also the most prone to causing trouble.