A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

The bank manager silently noted down the name, then called his subordinates over and carefully completed the handover.

"Take good care of it, don't spill a single drop of ink, understand?"

After giving numerous instructions and ensuring everything went perfectly, Director Shan was finally able to relax completely.

"Mr. Chen, our auction is about to begin. Would you be interested in staying to observe?"

With a sincere invitation, Director Shan bowed slightly and asked respectfully.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Chen Yue readily agreed.

The bank manager clapped his hands and shouted, "Xiao Zhang! Take Mr. Chen to the second floor of the venue!"

Soon, the receptionist surnamed Zhang came running over.

"Mr. Chen, this way please."

Upon arriving on the second floor, Chen Yue chose the most secluded room.

The location here is excellent, offering a direct view of the central display stand in the auction hall and a complete overview of the scene.

Most importantly, it's well-hidden; even on the second floor, it's hard for anyone to notice Chen Yue's location.

The auction hasn't started yet, so the venue is incredibly quiet.

"Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, the auction will begin shortly."

Chen Yue wasn't in a hurry and leisurely picked up a piece of pastry.

Take a light bite, and it melts instantly in your mouth.

It's sweet and delicious, but not greasy.

One bite and you feel refreshed. You can clearly feel your fatigue lessen, and the energy flowing through your body becomes much gentler.

Chen Yue couldn't help but be surprised, "What a strange feeling, even though I only ate a bite of pastry."

Ms. Zhang explained, "Mr. Chen, this pastry is called Zhiling Cake. It is made from the roots of a century-old Zhiling tree, which are ground into a fine powder."

"After taking it, it can relieve fatigue and refresh the mind. The effect is even better when taken with tea made from Ganoderma lucidum leaves."

As they were talking, Miss Zhang picked up the teapot and poured Chen Yue a cup of Zhiling tea.

Enjoying a bite of pastry and a sip of hot tea, I quietly waited for the auction to begin.

Meanwhile, Director Shan had already sent people to spread the news.

A fragment of a Heavenly Rank manual will be the highlight of today's auction.

Such a bombshell was like a bomb dropped into a crowd; it didn't need much publicity, and the news was only released for a few minutes.

The news spread like wildfire, causing a sensation throughout Jiangcheng.

"Holy crap! Is this for real? A Heaven-Rank cultivation technique!"

"Has Jiangcheng Auction House gone mad?! I've never even seen a Xuan-rank cultivation technique in my entire life!"

"The Heavenly Rank is about to appear, Jiangcheng is going to be a force to be reckoned with!"

"Mom! I've made something of myself! I got to see a Heavenly Rank cultivation technique. My life has been worth it!"

The news quickly reached the three major families in Jiangcheng, and the three family heads made the same decision almost simultaneously.

The news must be blocked; we absolutely cannot allow the news of the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique to spread out of Jiangcheng.

If they attract the attention of those in higher positions, they will have no chance at all.

The chances of winning are very high if the competition is only within Jiangcheng.

For a time, the entire city of Jiangcheng was engaged in heated discussions about the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique.

The entrance to Jiangcheng Auction House was packed with people.

As far as the eye can see, there are crowds of people, and it seems like there's no end in sight.

Everyone wanted to witness the legendary Heavenly Rank cultivation technique with their own eyes.

"Manager, the auction starts in half an hour."

"But the scene was just too chaotic. If I opened the gate, I was afraid they would trample it flat!"

The one speaking was Xiao Liu, the bank manager's assistant. Looking at the noisy scene outside, he was terrified.

The items auctioned this time were so exciting that they caused a huge reaction.

He worried that if he opened the door in half an hour, he would be trampled flat by tens of thousands of feet.

The bank manager remained calm and composed, showing no concern whatsoever.

Within half an hour, someone will definitely come to help him clean up the scene.

As for who it is, it's obvious.

"It's Chen Ming, the eldest son of the Chen family!" someone shouted from the crowd.

The originally dense crowd actually managed to squeeze out a path.

Two peak-level experts from the Condensation Realm accompanied Chen Ming, escorting him all the way to the entrance of the Jiangcheng Auction House.

"Young master, please come in." A servant pushed open the door of the auction house.

The crowd stirred, jostling to squeeze to the front and catch a glimpse of the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique.

They only dared to gaze at it from afar, not to approach it.

The main reason is that no one dares to offend the Chen family. Watching the show is one thing, but if you accidentally provoke the eldest son of the Chen family, you're finished.

"Brother Chen Ming, how elegant! I never expected to meet you at the auction house." A cheerful voice called out.

Chen Ming's eyes narrowed, and he said irritably, "Ye Heng, we are both here for Heaven-Rank cultivation techniques, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Ye Heng burst into laughter, arrogantly declaring, "As long as I'm here, you can't take that cultivation manual with you."

Most people were sensible enough to shut up gradually, and the crowd quieted down, the initial clamor subsiding.

The young masters of the two families met, each accompanied by bodyguards at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm.

Be careful not to upset the young masters, or you won't even know how you died.

There's no need to risk your life just to watch the excitement.

"And what about me?" came another voice.

Upon hearing this voice, Chen Ming and Ye Heng simultaneously felt a sense of foreboding.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a handsome young man in a black robe with a sword on his back leaned against a large tree not far away.

His eyes were icy cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent; just one glance from him was enough to send chills down your spine.

Chen Ming thought to himself, "Damn it, why is Lin Sheng here!"

"Isn't he in seclusion?"

Ye Heng's face was equally pale, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, preventing him from uttering a single word.

Ye Heng harbored a deep psychological trauma related to this man.

They were both exceptional talents from their respective families, but he was always the one who got brutally beaten during their sparring sessions.

On one occasion, Lin Sheng almost killed him.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, admitted defeat in time, and been saved by his father, he would probably be a corpse by now.

Chen Yue, the former pride of the Chen family, had his cultivation crippled by this guy, and disappeared without a trace, becoming what people called a useless young master.

Ye Heng thought of Chen Yue and felt sorry for him.

Compared to Chen Ming, the current prodigy of the Chen family, Ye Heng still prefers Chen Yue's frankness, straightforwardness, and indomitable spirit.

I always felt that Chen Ming was extremely hypocritical, and he gave me a sinister and vicious feeling, so I could never develop a good impression of him.

Chen Ming shouted loudly, "Lin Sheng, everyone wants a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique. Let's have a fair competition among the three of us, and the highest bidder wins!"

The three prodigies, representing their respective families, are vying for a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique.

Many people exclaimed how exciting it was and were curious about who would be the final winner.

Many people even started placing bets, choosing the side with the higher probability of winning.

The bank manager looked on with interest, a smile appearing on his face.

"Aren't those three old guys going to step forward themselves and send their juniors to compete?"

Chen Yue sat on the second floor, watching the good show outside, and was overjoyed.

A fragment of a Heavenly Rank manual, so incomplete it could hardly be more so, yet its mere presence as a Heavenly Rank manual was enough to draw the attention of the three major families, who fought over it.

"Which unfortunate soul was so lucky to obtain this incomplete, uncultivable manual?"