The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Before Yunxing could finish speaking from the stage, an incredibly arrogant and wild laugh erupted from Private Room 8. "HAHAHAHAHA! Luo Hua, oh, Luo Hua. So the Luo Family is even auctioning off this Divine Artifact now? And you secretly came all the way to Yunyazhou to do it. Are you too afraid to lose face in Qianzhou?"

Private Room 7 remained completely silent, offering no rebuttal.

The auctioneer, Yunxing, frowned and said in a cold voice, "If you wish to settle a grudge, please leave the Qi Yun Auction. If you continue to cause trouble at the auction, don't blame the Yun Family for getting rough!"

She was rather displeased with Cai Feiyu. Even though Cai Feiyu was the top spender of the day, she had repeatedly disrupted the rhythm of the auction.

Cai Feiyu's apologetic voice, laced with a light laugh, came from Private Room 8. "My apologies, Auctioneer Yunxing. I got a little carried away. Please, continue!"

Yunxing snorted coldly and continued, "The divine aura of this sword is rare even among Divine Artifacts. If one can comprehend the Great Dao from it, it's even possible to achieve immortality and transcend the Inner Scenery realm. Alright, the starting bid for this sword is ten billion. Each increment must be no less than ten million. Let the bidding begin!"

For a moment, no one in the hall placed a bid. Instead, they began to whisper among themselves.

"A starting bid of ten billion? That's fucking absurd!"

"Sigh, I've worked my whole life and I'm not even worth as much as an old sword!"

"Do you think we could even comprehend its divine aura? I doubt it! Otherwise, why would the Luo Family be selling a Divine Artifact?"

"Speaking of which, I've heard some rumors. The Cai and Bai Families each have a new Outer Form expert, and they've joined forces. The Luo Family is under immense pressure now!"

"No wonder Eldest Young Master Luo, who's usually so arrogant, is being so low-key today!"

Just then, a bid came from Private Room 5: "Ten billion, one hundred million!"

After that, the VIP private rooms began bidding one after another, but the increments were never high—either a few tens of millions or just one hundred million.

None of these great families were fools. If this ancient sword were truly that miraculous, the Luo Family would never have put it up for auction, no matter how desperate they were.

In Private Room 72, Li Huiran's thoughts were in turmoil as she looked at the ancient sword. 'This must be what it means to be reminded of someone by an object.' She had recognized it as Chen Dong's the moment it was brought out. 'Twenty-three billion... it really was valuable.' Later, Chen Dong brought back an identical one, but it vanished along with Li Wang. 'He must have taken it.'

The more Li Huiran thought about it, the angrier she became. 'If he hadn't taken it, I would have auctioned it off myself! Then I wouldn't be short on money to buy the Immortal Cloud Soul Refining Umbrella.'

Although the bid increments on the floor were small, there were many bidders. Most of the VIP private rooms had joined in, and in no time, the price reached 13.7 billion.

Cai Feiyu in Private Room 8 spoke up again. "Uncle Bai isn't here today, but I've already informed him. He has longed for this ancient sword for a long time, so he has entrusted me to bid twenty billion!"

Her tone was as casual as ever, but the information she revealed was shocking. It was now certain that the Cai and Bai families had joined forces. The auction hall once again fell silent at Cai Feiyu's words, and for a moment, no one else bid.

It was also possible that twenty billion had already exceeded their own valuations of the ancient sword.

For the first time, Yunxing, on the stage, wasn't annoyed by the interruption to her rhythm. A price of twenty billion for this ancient sword's second auction had already surpassed her expectations.

She immediately picked up her gavel and struck it once, announcing in a clear voice, "The guest in Room 8 bids twenty billion!"

"Twenty billion, going once!"

"Twenty billion, going twice!"

"Twenty billion—"

CRASH!

The doors to the auction hall were blasted open by a surge of qi. Everyone inside was startled by the sound and turned their attention toward it.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were seen walking in through the doorway. The shorter one was a little girl who looked as if she were carved from jade. She wore a black dress, her hair was done up in two buns, and with her big, innocent eyes, she looked incredibly cute.

The taller one looked like a young master. He had sharp, short hair and wore a white trench coat. A white jade mask covered half of his face, and his exposed eyes shone like blazing stars. A red dot between his eyebrows emanated a sacred aura, and his entire being exuded a sense of inviolable sanctity.

The young master sighed lightly. 'We finally made it!' Then, he announced in a clear voice, "I bid twenty billion, one hundred million!"

The little girl pouted. "Why bother with money? Running around is so much trouble. Wouldn't it be easier to just take it, like I said?"

The entire auction hall fell deathly silent in an instant, utterly horrified.

Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard her words with perfect clarity. Such a cute little girl, and the first thing she says is that she wants to steal something. And the target of her theft was the Yun Family, the local tyrants of Yunyazhou.

Not only had they forcibly interrupted the auction, but now they were talking about stealing. Just saying something like that was enough to guarantee a miserable end. Even if she was just a clueless little girl, the adult with her would be taught a lesson he would never forget.

It would only be a moment. Someone would soon arrive to deal with these two who didn't know their own limits.

Everyone in the auction hall waited in silence. Some felt pity, some were worried, and still others watched coldly, ready to enjoy the show.

In Private Room 72, Li Huiran covered her mouth. A flicker of anticipation danced in her eyes. She couldn't help but whisper, "Li Wang!"

Her eyes were fixed on the two who had stormed into the auction. The girl was Li Wang, and the figure beside her was the very person who had been tormenting Li Huiran's heart.

At that moment, Qian Ruo, the voice in Li Huiran's mind, gasped in utter astonishment. 'A Saint! A Profound Pill! Huiran, you must not, under any circumstances, make enemies of these two. Do not let them see the Celestial Measuring Ruler! Otherwise, your life will be forfeit. It's best if you escape right now!'