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"That’s a ten-centimeter-thick stainless steel plate, yet it fell apart like tofu!"

"Not just that, it’s the terrifying corrosiveness that’s truly frightening. Look at the section; it’s all black and rotten!"

The crowd whispered in hushed tones.

Some martial artists trembled and buried their heads in their food, not daring to say a word.

"You’re amazing, Young Wolf Lord!"

The woman wrapped her arm around the Young Wolf Lord’s arm and leaned on his shoulder, an expression of bliss on her face.

Which woman doesn’t love their man being a bit domineering?

"Big Brother! I’m sorry!"

With tears in her eyes, Ouyang Doudou looked at Yang Qi and said, "It’s all my fault. I’m just a jinx, bringing you trouble again."

"Silly girl, sit there quietly. With me here, you’ll be fine."

Yang Qi sighed; he didn’t know what had happened to this child, she really is quite pitiful.

Not only pitiful but also upright and kind.

Such people are rare in this world today.

"Heh, truly overestimating oneself!"

The woman sneered, "Waste of space, if not for the South Pill Sect, you’d be dead today."

Ouyang Doudou was about to speak, but Yang Qi stopped her: "Drink your beverage!"

Earlier, although the Young Wolf Lord smashed through the table, Yang Qi had managed to save all the alcohol and drinks, placing them aside and they could still be drunk.

Ouyang Doudou lowered her head and drank, but felt somewhat unhappy inside.

However, she didn’t want to cause more trouble for Yang Qi.

A flash of killing intent crossed Yang Qi’s eyes. There were too many people here watching, and he didn’t want to make trouble, but since the Young Wolf Lord had provoked him, there must be a price to pay.

He wasn’t one to swallow insults.

Seeing Yang Qi remain silent, the Young Wolf Lord frowned.

Originally, he intended to provoke Yang Qi on purpose, so that if Yang Qi retaliated, he’d have a reason to kill Yang Qi. After all, he genuinely didn’t want to offend the South Pill Sect.

But unexpectedly, the other party was so good at holding back?

What a bore.

"Kong Lan, have you gathered the intelligence I asked you to investigate?"

The Young Wolf Lord asked the woman.

"Don’t worry, Young Wolf Lord, it’s been sorted out. This Hero Conference called by the South Pill Sect is not only targeting the Star Shining Society but also auctioning off a few treasures.

Among them is a Spiritual Weapon short saber.

It’s called the Wild Battle Saber!"

Kong Lan deliberately said loudly, "The Wild Battle Saber is rumored to be exceptionally powerful when used by someone skilled in sword skills. It’s truly dominant; this is an authentic spiritual weapon, even if it’s just a first-grade spiritual weapon.

Yet in today’s world, that already counts as top-grade.

No one has been seen with a weapon above first-grade spiritual weapon."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but frown.

Actually, many people here came for the Wild Battle Saber. Even if they couldn’t use it, holding it could provide protection.

It’s a spiritual weapon!

It crushes all mortal weapons. With such a weapon, even if one’s realm was inferior, they might still win.

"I believe anything the Young Wolf Lord fancies, no one would dare contest it casually."

Kong Lan sneered and continued.

The reason she clarified matters here was to warn the others, allowing them to auction the Wild Battle Saber at a lower price.

Despite the arrogance, no one present spoke up.

Not only because the Young Wolf Lord was a Peak Overlord level expert.

Moreover, his backing from the Demon Wolf Cave, which had rose to be on equal footing with the Blood Lotus Sect as an assassin organization within a few short years was daunting.

Provoking them?

Unless one were crazy!

"Spiritual Weapon? What a treasure!"

Yang Qi smiled; although he already had the Dragon God Sword, it was too dominant and couldn’t be whipped out casually.

The Wild Battle Saber was good; though only a first-grade spiritual weapon, it cuts through iron like mud, crushing all mortal weapons—using it for fun was nice.

Spiritual Weapons also fall under Magic Artifacts, except they specifically refer to weapons.

Magic Artifacts are more complex and diverse.

A first-grade spiritual weapon equals a first-grade Magic Artifact.

The twin axes Yang Qi crafted for the Barbarian King were at most pseudo-spiritual weapons, better than the finest mortal weapons but still lacking compared to genuine spiritual weapons.

Since there’s a spiritual weapon, it should be auctioned first. Anyway, he wasn’t short of money.

Perfect to strike against the Young Wolf Lord.

No one contests?

I will!

After a few shots of vodka, the Young Wolf Lord got up, "Kong Lan, you guys drink first, I’m going to meet a few friends!"

He got up and left, giving Ouyang Doudou a cold look before departing. He was genuinely curious about Ouyang Doudou because her aura was exceptionally unique.

He must investigate thoroughly!

After the Young Wolf Lord left, Yang Qi stood up and paid.

"This isn’t enough!"

The waiter glanced at Yang Qi.

"How is it not enough?"

Yang Qi asked.

The waiter pointed to the hole in the table, "This table is ruined; you must compensate. Such a table costs at least a thousand bucks."

Yang Qi sneered, "Are you blind? The idiot from Demon Wolf Cave broke this table; why demand payment from me? Think I’m easy to bully?"

"So what if I do?"

The waiter was frank.

"Smack!"

Yang Qi slapped him, and the waiter was sent crashing into the wall, coughing up blood in terror.

"The cowardly dog fearing strength!"

Yang Qi cursed and ignored the waiter, heading toward Kong Lan and her group.

"Where is the Wild Battle Saber being auctioned?"

Yang Qi coldly demanded.

"Heh, are you dumb? Asking where the Wild Battle Saber is? Are you deserving of it? Like a fool!"

Kong Lan mocked unabatedly.

The other Demon Wolf Cave members laughed along.

Yet their laughter abruptly ceased.

Because Yang Qi had grabbed Kong Lan by the neck and lifted her up: "I don’t want more nonsense, tell me where it is, or die! Anyway, anyone from Demon Wolf Cave deserves to die!"

From Yang Qi’s perspective, people from assassin organizations would do anything for money, so killing them wasn’t a problem.

"If you dare kill me, our Young Wolf Lord won’t let you off!"

Kong Lan tried to pry Yang Qi’s hand off but couldn’t move it at all; that hand was like a terrifying iron clamp, tightening around her neck.

"Bang!"

Yang Qi slammed her head against the stainless steel table.

The table was pierced, her head was cut, she felt dizzy and near death.

"I said I don’t want to hear any more nonsense!"

Yang Qi said coldly.

"I’ll tell, I’ll tell. It’s at the Treasure Pavilion of South Pill Sect!"

Kong Lan cried out fearfully, "Please spare me! Please spare me."

She was genuinely afraid now.

Earlier, with the Young Wolf Lord present, she had been so arrogant, repeatedly humiliating and mocking Yang Qi. Now, she deeply regretted it.

"Lead the way."

Yang Qi aided her upright, his voice cold.