Chapter 27: Holding Hands... Men's Jealousy is Worry-Free

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  Zhen Bao Ge was built in a desolate suburb outside the south gate of Chi Hua City. Opposite it is the main road leading to Chi Hua City, Chi Hua South Road. The area is extremely large, almost ten times that of the entire Zhuo family mansion.

  As soon as he came out of the south gate, Zhuo Yifan's body suddenly disappeared, and with a vigorous pace, he strode forward. The large black robe covered him completely, concealing his appearance. However, he was still not at ease, so he put on a silver mask for double protection.

  This time going to Zhenbao Pavilion, there are many important things to attend to, but the key is still to be low-key and not reveal one's identity. Otherwise, everything will be in vain.

  He touched the Ling Beast Dan and Ling Core hidden in his arms, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. His gaze had been lingering on this magnificent golden building from afar.

  This Zhenbao Pavilion is indeed the first auction house of the Great Qin Dynasty, although it's just a branch, but from afar, golden light shines everywhere, majestic and grand.

  Looking at the gate as wide as a city gate, I couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then walked straight in under the vigilant eyes of ten guards standing at the entrance.

  "It's indeed the Zhen Treasure Pavilion. This time, after seeing it, I've been living in a thatched cottage for so many years. If Zhen Treasure Pavilion insists on building its power in Chi Hua City, I'm afraid my Zhuo family, Fang family, and even Wu family will have to retreat three houses."

  Zhuo Yifan shook his head silently and sighed inwardly. The ten guards at the gate alone were all first-rate cultivators in the early stages of the Innate Spiritual Realm. With such an imposing array, who would still dare to come and provoke Fanzhen Pavilion for no reason? It was simply courting death.

  Pushing open the door, that scorching summer heat seemed to peel away from my body in an instant, leaving me feeling refreshingly cool and carefree.

  This time, the news of the auction at Zhenbao Pavilion spread throughout Chihua City, and many cultivators came to participate.

  In the grand and spacious hall, it was already packed with people. The monks had taken precautions for safety, wearing masks, robes, and disguises... all sorts of methods were used. Some fellow travelers who came together whispered to each other in hushed tones.

  His gaze followed the stairs on both sides, and Zhuo Yifan saw that there were three rooms set up on the second floor of Zhenbaoge. The doors of the rooms were respectively engraved with the words "Zhuo", "Fang" and "Wu". These are specially set up boxes for the three major forces of Chihua City.

  But at this moment, the auction is about to begin. The three major forces of Chihua City still haven't sent a single person over.

  "Could it be that they too have hidden their identities and blended in with the crowd?" Zhuo Yifan slanted his eyes, slightly shaking his head.

  "Who is this?"

  Suddenly, a sweet and greasy voice came from beside him. "Dear" was an honorific term used in Zhenbaoge to address customers, applicable to both men and women.

  Zhuo Yifan's gaze swept over the beautiful woman, and as the sweet voice fell, countless eyes turned to Zhuo Yifan. In the dull eyes, there was a hint of jealousy.

  The beautiful woman in front of me, wearing a white dress, with a slender figure, who is almost known to everyone in the Red Fire City, is the auctioneer of the Zhenbao Pavilion in the Red Fire City: Zhen Yaxuan.

  A white skirt fluttered gently, a pair of eyes hooked the soul, a fair jade neck, a pair of lush and unlimited mountain peaks were about to burst out, plump buttocks maintained perfect curvature, like a ripe peach, constantly emitting intoxicating charm, making people unable to bear the evil fire surging. She was walking lightly towards Zhuo Yifan.

  "What a beauty!" Zhuo Yifan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He quickly shifted his unnatural gaze away, fearing that if he stared any longer, he would faint from excitement before the auction even began.

  "Dear! To enter the Zhenbao Pavilion, you need to verify your qualifications. Our Zhenbao Pavilion has set up three powerful private rooms, and in the hall, there are a total of 20,000 seats. If this dear is just here to join in on the fun, it's really difficult to arrange. There are many people waiting outside too." Zhen Ya Xuan said seriously, her sweet voice like a heavenly music made Zhu Yi Fan feel numb all over his body.

  "What's needed to prove it?" Zhu Yifan asked nonchalantly.

  Zhenbaoge is certainly not a place where any Tom, Dick or Harry can enter. Their tenet is to sell radishes at the price of ginseng and tofu at the price of gold.

  As a professional auctioneer, it is one's duty to create the greatest benefits for one's own auction house. Therefore, Zhenbaoge is most taboo against those who come to join in the fun, and will "exterminate" those who occupy the toilet without doing their business.

  "This is simple, as long as you can show off your wealth, you can stay here." Zhen Ya Xuan gently stroked her hair and smiled, emitting a kind of intoxicating fragrance that made men infatuated.

  "Is this enough?" Zhuo Yifan's expression remained unchanged, and he handed a package to Zhen Yaoyun without saying another word, also smiling: "It's not silver inside, but I think it should be enough."

  Zhen Ya Xuan took over the package, probed her spiritual sense inside and scanned it, nodded slightly, handed the package back with one hand, covered her red lips with her jade-like hands and chuckled softly. Her plump bosom trembled slightly, making every man present look at her in astonishment.

  At this moment, some sturdy guys covered their lower body and ran somewhere...

  "This is your qualification, congratulations. I hope you can buy the treasure you want." Lü Méi's eyebrows slightly raised, Zhēn Yàxuān sent a charming smile, her smooth and delicate hand grasped the dark palm, nodded solemnly, and then handed a "10104" numbered token to Zhuō Yīfán.

  The charming eyes kept glancing at Zhuo Yifan. Then, she took a step forward and slowly walked in one direction. With so many Ling Beast Dans and Ling Cores, based on Zhen Ya Xuan's years of experience, it was certain that this black-robed person was not an ordinary figure.

  As soon as Zhen Ya Xuan left, countless pairs of eyes filled with malice turned to Zhuo Yifan. More than a hundred malicious spiritual senses swept over Zhuo Yifan one after another.

  Every step he took, every move he made, made these men as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. If it weren't for the rules of Zhenbaoge, perhaps Zhu Yifan would have been surrounded and beaten by many men at this moment.

  Is this provoking us? You touched Miss Zhen Ya Xuan's hand and still act as if nothing happened?

  How hateful! Too hateful!

  Until Zhuo Yifan found his seat and sat down, there were still many ferocious eyes staring at him tightly. Every person's body carried a dark and murderous aura, which made Zhuo Yifan highly alert.

  "What the... did I provoke you guys or something? Why are you all looking at me like I owe you millions?" Muttering under his breath, Zhuo Yifan rolled his eyes behind his silver mask, feeling extremely stifled. It was just a handshake, wasn't it? He was only sixteen years old, but he had some understanding of what these lecherous men were thinking in their hearts.

  At this time, Zhuo Yifan raised his eyes and looked at the second floor private room. Fang's family and Wu's family still had no one coming.

  Fang Wei and Wu Xingzu! Right among this group of people! They indeed also made a disguise." A sharp gaze swept over the large crowd in front, muttering to herself.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, dear friends, welcome to the Zhenbao Pavilion auction, wishing you a smooth and successful bidding."

  At this time, the auction had already begun. Zhen Ya Xuan stood on the front desk of the auction, with a small golden hammer in her jade hand, and emitted an extremely numb and magnetic voice that was full of charm, immediately stirring up the atmosphere.

  She smiled, seemingly oblivious to the men's lecherous gazes below, and directly lifted the red cloth covering the first jade plate on the far right of the long table. The plate held a stone that looked ancient and unremarkable, yet was deeply profound.

  A dead silence fell over the scene...

  Zhen Ya Xuan put on a specially made glove with great professionalism, and carefully held the stone, casting a flirtatious glance at the audience below. "Ladies and gentlemen present, if you want to forge a suitable weapon or strengthen your own, this meteorite can meet your needs. The weapons forged from meteorites are sharper and more durable than ordinary blades, and contain celestial spiritual energy. It is also known as 'half a spiritual sword'."

  Staring at the fallen iron, Zhuo Yifan secretly sighed in regret. If it had appeared earlier, he might have bought it himself. Unfortunately, he would be heading to the Blood Prison in ten days' time, and even if he bought the fallen iron, he wouldn't have time to refine it.

  "This piece of meteorite starts at 10,000 silver taels, please bid now!" Zhen Ya-xuan's gentle smile had many men deeply enchanted, making them involuntarily want to call out a price.

  "Twenty thousand!" someone shouted loudly.

  "Twenty-five thousand!" Someone immediately echoed after him.

  The prices inside the venue kept fluctuating, and Zhuo Yifan also noticed that this terrifying woman would nod and smile at every bid that was higher than the previous one. This action seemed ordinary, but it triggered a battle between men.

  "Damn it! Don't argue with me! One hundred thousand!" A large, black-clad man stood up and bellowed, his eyes fixed on Zhen Ya-xuan's smile, almost fainting from the sight.

  "Two hundred thousand!" On the other side, a lean man let out a loud roar.

  At this moment, He Ran has already become a battleground for the two men to spend money and buy smiles, and the original intention of acquiring Meteorite has long been thrown behind his mind.

  In less than ten minutes, under the stunned gaze of the audience, the Golden Hammer sounded!

  The fat man finally lost his composure, while the thin man was triumphant and spent 500,000 to buy this palm-sized meteorite.

  After the transaction, Zhen Ya Xuan directly lifted the second red cloth and didn't look at that silly-looking thin man again. She continued to introduce in her magnetic voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the second treasure for this auction is Bi She San Hua Cao. This is a great tonic, nourishing yin and yang..."

  "Four hundred thousand taels!"

  "Five hundred thousand taels!"

  ……

  The words had barely fallen when countless shouts rose to the sky, with every mouthful being tens of thousands of silver taels, and not a single person dared to admit defeat.

  Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but twitch his face. He knew that these people didn't really want to buy these things, but just because of Zhen Ya's and his own face, they were frantically bidding prices.

  Such a tense auction atmosphere still made Zhu Yifan secretly marvel for the first time...