Yaoguang Fairy Path

When Ye Shuyao heard Luo Yunhan's offer of 100,000 spirit stones, her eyes widened. She swallowed hard, her hand twitching slightly from the hem of her clothes, looking a little nervous. She hesitated and said, "Master, 100,000 spirit stones... what if they turn out to be worthless? Wouldn't that be a complete waste?"

Luo Yunhan smiled at Ye Shuyao, his eyes filled with doting and trust. He softly consoled her, "Don't worry, Yao'er. Master won't go broke. Master said we don't lack spirit stones."

If Cang Yihai heard these words, his eyes would surely widen with envy. This senior brother would surely interject, "Junior brother, I'm just short of spirit stones! Look, our mountain gate could use some repairs to make it look more impressive. If you have extra spirit stones, why not support me?" ⊙﹏⊙. .

When everyone heard the offer of 100,000 spirit stones, they all gasped and began to discuss: "Who is this big shot? He is so wealthy, but he wants 100,000 spirit stones for a seemingly ordinary spirit beast egg?"

In private room number 3 on the second floor, a woman in an elegant long dress was leisurely sipping tea. Suddenly, she heard someone willing to spend spirit stones to buy the faint spirit beast egg. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea, splashing all over the faces and bodies of the two men across from her.

Xiang Yan wiped the tea off his face, frowned, and complained dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing, you little bitch! Look at what you have done to Yang Tao and me!"

Yang Tao also smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at Li Yuru: "Ayu, what's wrong with you?"

Li Yuru looked at the two of them awkwardly, a blush spreading across her face. She scratched her ear and said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself. You know what? The sound of the two people in Box 8 raising the price sounded a little familiar to me. It seemed like... Oh, I'm not sure, but it just sounded a bit like someone."

Xiang Yan smiled lightly and said in a teasing tone: "This kind of thing is nothing more than someone willing to spend a fortune just to win a beautiful woman's smile."

Li Yuru and Yang Tao were speechless upon hearing this, unable to refute. Their eyes simultaneously turned to the auction table, their hearts filled with curiosity about the owner of the bidding voice.

Qingyue stood on the stage, her gaze darting around the crowd until it finally settled on Box 3 on the third floor. She happily called out, "The guest in Box 8 on the third floor has raised the price by 8 spirit stones. Does anyone else want to bid more? If not, then this spirit beast egg will belong to the guest in Box 8 on the third floor." Her voice was clear and melodious, filled with anticipation and excitement.

One second, two seconds, three seconds… Time slowly passed under the gaze of the crowd, but no one bid again. Inside Box 10 on the second floor, the middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering with resentment. He gritted his teeth and angrily said, "I'll let you be proud for a while, wait until the auction is over, humph!"

Qingyue stood on the stage, her right hand tightly gripping a small golden hammer, which gleamed brightly under the lights. She took a deep breath, then brought the hammer down with a powerful thud, a resounding sound echoing through the auction hall: "One hundred thousand spirit stones once!" She looked up and glanced around, confirming that no one was bidding again. Then she slowly brought the hammer down again: "Two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

The atmosphere in the auction hall instantly grew tense, everyone's eyes fixed on the small hammer in Qingyue's hand. Finally, under everyone's tense gaze, Qingyue swung the hammer, bringing it down for the third time. "One hundred thousand spirit stones three times! Congratulations to the guest in Box 8 on the third floor!" Her voice was filled with joy and excitement.

After the auction ended, Qingyue announced with a smile: "Please ask the waiter to deliver the item to the guest in Box 8 on the third floor." As soon as she finished speaking, a waiter quickly stepped forward, ready to deliver the spirit beast egg to the victorious buyer.

With the appearance of the second lot, the atmosphere in the entire auction hall was instantly ignited.

The waiter carefully brought a treasure to the stage. Qingyue walked forward lightly, gracefully lifted the veil covering it, and then announced loudly: "The next item to be auctioned is the famous octagonal glazed tripod on the Divine Tripod List, ranked sixth.

This tripod not only has excellent effects in refining elixirs, but also enables one to be invincible when defending in battle.

The starting price is one million high-grade spirit stones. Furthermore, the previous owner of the Octagonal Tripod specifically requested that bidders provide the Elixir of Immortality. Of course, the Soul-Nourishing Pill can also be used as an alternative. Please note that each bid for this item must not be less than two hundred thousand spirit stones. Bidding begins now!

This statement immediately caused an uproar. The VIPs on the second and third floors rose to their feet, their gazes fixed on the octagonal glazed tripod, gleaming with a mysterious luster. For a moment, the entire auction hall seemed enveloped by an invisible pressure, and everyone was silently calculating their bidding strategies.

A glazed octagonal tripod, shaped like the Falling Moon, hung in mid-air, rotating gracefully. The cauldron's glass, the color of warm jade, its translucence reflecting both the purity and complexity of the human heart. Intricate patterns were carved into its surface, each line seemingly imbued with the mysteries of heaven and earth.

At the cauldron's ears, two auspicious beasts gaze at each other, their sharp eyes seemingly perceiving the mysteries of the world. Their bodies are sturdy and their fur is lifelike, as if they could leap from the cauldron at any moment and soar into the heavens.

The tripod's legs are formed by three coiled dragons, coiled beneath the body. Their scales gleam, their claws sharp, as if they could support heaven and earth. Whenever the cauldron fire is lit, the three dragons seem to come to life, their scales gleaming in the flames, their claws seeming to grasp the ethereal flames.

The bidding atmosphere gradually heated up and the tension in the auction hall reached its peak.

In Box 37 on the third floor, a woman was the first to break the silence. Her voice was firm and powerful: "130 million high-grade spirit stones, plus a bottle of fifth-grade soul-nourishing pills."

Then, not to be outdone, a steady male voice rang out from Box 18 on the third floor: "150 million high-grade spirit stones, plus two bottles of fourth-grade soul-nourishing pills."

However, the woman in Box 37 on the third floor seemed determined to win. She raised the price again without hesitation: "160 million high-grade spirit stones."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room fell silent. Everyone swallowed their saliva. This price was far beyond their expectations. Some people were already wondering if there was any point in raising the price further.

……

The bidding grew increasingly intense, and every bid seemed to ignite a fire in the hearts of everyone present. The atmosphere in the auction hall was pushed to a climax.

In Box 3 on the second floor, Li Yuru, Xiang Yan, and another companion sat together in a tense and focused atmosphere. Xiang Yan's gaze was fixed on the auction table, the brilliant light of the octagonal glass tripod reflected in his deep eyes.

"Sure enough, the information Master got was correct. The Octagonal Glazed Cauldron finally fell into the hands of Wanbao Pavilion." Xiang Yan said in a deep voice, his tone revealing an imperceptible worry.

Hearing this, Li Yuru's eyes flashed with hesitation. She turned to Xiang Yan and asked softly, "Brother, should we participate in the auction?"

Xiang Yan tilted his head slightly, glanced at his junior sister with a scrutinizing gaze, then slowly shook his head: "Take a picture of it, can you guarantee its safety? I'm afraid there are more than just people from our four major families here tonight, and our target is not this octagonal glass tripod."

After hearing this, Li Yuru sighed softly, with a hint of regret on her face.

But she knew that Xiang Yan's words made sense, and she understood that she needed to weigh the pros and cons at this moment, so she nodded and said softly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Senior Brother."

As Li Yuru and Xiang Yan were talking, the atmosphere in the auction house became increasingly tense.

But in just a moment, the auction price of the octagonal glazed tripod had soared to an astonishing 300 million spirit stones.

At this moment, the curtain of Box No. 1 on the second floor was gently lifted, revealing Zhang Zeye's figure. His gaze was firm and sharp, as if he had locked onto the octagonal glazed tripod, a sacred artifact he was determined to obtain.

He bid without hesitation: "350 million high-grade spirit stones, plus three bottles of fifth-grade soul-nourishing pills!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire auction hall fell into silence again.

This price has far exceeded everyone's expectations, but Zhang Zeye seems to be confident, and his deep eyes reveal an unquestionable determination.

In box No. 8 on the third floor, Ye Shuyao turned a deaf ear to the fierce bidding outside. Her eyelids gradually became heavy, as if she was swallowed by endless sleepiness.

Luo Yunhan sat beside her, quietly gazing at her sleeping face, his eyes full of pampering and helplessness.

He gently placed Ye Shuyao's head on his broad shoulders so that her body could be supported more comfortably. He stretched out his fingers and gently pinched her nose, trying to wake her up, but Ye Shuyao just groaned uncomfortably, then gently pushed his hand away and continued to immerse herself in her dreams.

Ye Shuyao's breathing became slow and deep, and the hot air she exhaled gently sprayed on Luo Yunhan's neck. The warm and moist breath made him feel an inexplicable throbbing.

His heart began to beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and his ears began to turn slightly red, as if covered by a layer of light red glow.

Luo Yunhan watched her sleep, her lazy, cat-like form, his Adam's apple rolling as an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart. He reached out and gently caressed her cheek twice, the soft touch enchanting him. Then, with a faint smile, he pulled her closer, letting her snuggle even more tightly against him.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for the sound of bidding outside to end. At this moment, there was only her in his heart, as if the whole world had become quiet and beautiful.

After a while, Luo Yunhan noticed that the noise of people bidding outside gradually died down. He smiled slightly, and gently slid his fingertips across the tip of Ye Shuyao's nose. His voice was soft and magnetic: "Yao'er, have you ever thought about learning the art of alchemy?"

Ye Shuyao was startled awake by the sudden touch. She raised her head slightly, her eyes still hazy and confused from just waking up. Her voice was hoarse and lazy, as if she had been asleep all night and seemed a little tired: "Well, I thought about it, but I never had the chance."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she was actually sitting on Luo Yunhan's lap, with her head resting on his shoulder. Ye Shuyao's cheeks instantly flushed, as if dyed red by the sunset. Her peach blossom eyes blinked, full of confusion and doubt, as if asking: "Why am I on your lap?"

Then, Ye Shuyao suddenly sat up like a frightened little rabbit, and her movement was so fast that she almost fell down.

Her face flushed instantly, and she felt so embarrassed that she felt like she could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of it with her feet. She stammered, "Master, Master, I really didn't mean to do that. I, I don't know why I just…"

Luo Yunhan looked at her panicked appearance, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Is she afraid of him? What is she afraid of? Is she afraid of his blame? He sighed softly and interrupted her explanation in a gentle tone: "Yao'er, it's okay. I'm worried that the chair is too hard and you won't sleep comfortably, so you..."

Ye Shuyao was worried. "I swear to God, she wanted to be a traitor, but she was too timid to actually do it..."

She wondered doubtfully, was it because she was too restless when she slept?

Luo Yunhan's sense of loss seemed to be dispelled by the sunshine. Ye Shuyao's hamster-like cuteness with a hint of cunningness made him smile slightly, and he thought to himself: "After all, I was a little impatient."

He calmed himself down and asked softly again, "Yao'er, you haven't answered my question yet. Do you like that octagonal glazed tripod?"

Ye Shuyao blinked, her eyes gleaming with intelligence. She shook her head gently and said, "Master, let's not do that. The tripod is too eye-catching right now, and tonight is bound to be uneasy. Let's wait for the auction to be over, watch the show and eat melons, and be the fish that pick up the bargain. Isn't it better?" Her voice was crisp and pleasant, refreshing like a clear mountain spring.

Soon, the second lot, the octagonal glazed tripod, fell into the hands of the buyer in box No. 28 on the third floor at an astonishing price.

The auction continued, and various rare items appeared one after another. Among the many items, Ye Shuyao bought a ground-level martial art - Youfengbu.

This technique was light and graceful, suitable for a nimble woman like her. However, apart from this technique, no other items in the auction could pique her interest.

As time passed, the auction gradually drew to a close. Ye Shuyao and Luo Yunhan sat quietly in the box, watching the final moments of this feast.