I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

The streets were bustling with people. With the help of her Foundation Establishment stage vision, Yun Qingyi looked up at the mountain closest to Lancheng. It was majestic and continuous, towering into the clouds. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel the solemnity and awe it evoked.

That place should be the Xuanmiao Sect, the head of the five major immortal sects on the Cangling Continent.

Yun Qingyi pursed her thin lips slightly, her cool gaze carrying a hint of heat that even she didn't realize.

She has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat. This is true in modern times, and it should be true in this world as well. What is a chosen one, what is a proud heroine? She does not accept that fate. No one is born to be trampled underfoot. If fate is so, she will defy it and change it!

After settling into the inn, with more than twenty days until the grand ceremony of personal transmission, it might be too early for other cultivators, but it was just right for Yun Qingyi.

Three days later, the Golden Radiance Auction House, the largest auction house on this continent, will hold its monthly grand auction. The so-called grand auction is an incentive for cultivators to bring their treasures to the auction house and have them auction them off, charging low commissions.

Of course, those old items will also be taken out and photographed. After all, they're just sitting there anyway, and taking them out might allow us to see if any cultivators will take a liking to them.

These monks also have another name, commonly known as "suckers".

Time quickly came to the day when the auction would begin.

The Yun family was one of the five great families of the Southern Spirit Continent. After they revealed their identities, the servant gave them a jade token and respectfully led them to the VIP area.

Yun Qingyi glanced at the jade pendant, which was engraved with the number fifteen. They were number fifteen.

Upon entering the room, I couldn't help but marvel at how worthy it was of being a VIP area. The room offered a wide view, allowing for excellent observation of the auction items. The various snacks and spiritual fruits on the table would not be cheap even outside.

Five maids stood to the side awaiting instructions. One of the maids who helped hold up the plaque was also holding a jade plaque engraved with the number fifteen, but it was several times larger than the one she was holding so that people could see it clearly.

The maidservant was graceful and elegant, a pleasure to behold.

As soon as they arrived, they were greeted and helped to sit down.

The service was excellent.

Yun Qingyi secretly glanced at everyone's expressions. Apart from Cao Changle, who seemed a little reserved, the four elders and Yun Qingrou were all very calm.

I'm a little heartbroken. So it turns out that only she and Cao Changle are country bumpkins, huh?

No, she's now the eldest daughter of the Yun family in Qingcheng, she can't let others see that she's a country bumpkin, so she immediately put on airs.

Yun Qingrou glanced sideways and sensed that Yun Qingyi's aura was becoming increasingly cold.

What's wrong? Yun Qingrou was puzzled. She touched her nose and moved closer to Yun Qingyi, getting even closer to her older sister. Although she didn't know what had happened, it was alright, as she was there.

Soon, the huge auction hall was filled with people; there must be something extraordinary among the items up for auction.

The lights were on in several VIP rooms upstairs; they wouldn't have come if it weren't for the treasure.

Listening to the whispers downstairs, Yun Qingyi didn't care. What treasures were they talking about? All she cared about was that egg.

The auctioneer came on stage, and Yun Qingyi watched as the alluring woman slowly walked onto the stage, her red lips lightly touched, her makeup exquisite, and she was extremely charming.

As soon as she stepped onto the field, the entire audience erupted in cheers, shouting "Red Silk Girl!"

Upon seeing this, the thugs hidden in the shadows immediately released their oppressive aura. Only when the oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was released did everyone quiet down.

Seeing that the audience had quieted down, the woman smiled charmingly and parted her lips slightly.

"Hello everyone, old and new friends, this is Hongxiao, and I see you all again. I'm sure some of you have already heard some of the news. This auction will feature rare treasures such as seventh-grade pills. As for what else, I won't keep you in suspense any longer."

This auction is once again guaranteed by Golden Ring Auction House, ensuring fairness, impartiality, and transparency. Alright, the auction shall now begin!

A graceful maidservant carrying a tray came to the stage.

Hongxiao began her introduction.

"This is the first item up for auction, the Mystic Ice Flower." Hongxiao smiled slightly. "As friends all know, the Mystic Ice Flower is the main ingredient in the Mystic Ice Pill. I believe that cultivators who have traveled all over the country understand its importance, and alchemists understand it even better."

Alright, without further ado, the first item up for auction is the Mystic Ice Flower. Starting price is 1000 low-grade spirit stones, with each bid increment no less than 500. The auction begins!

The crowd erupted again. Those who came with friends discussed the matter with their friends, while those who came alone discussed it with their servants. This time, the thugs hidden in the shadows did not issue any warnings; the pressure they had just released was simply to allow Miss Hongxiao to proceed with the auction ceremony as normal.

Yun Qingyi looked at the Xuanbing Flower that emitted a dazzling blue light and searched her memory for related memories.

The Xuanbing Flower grows on the northern desert ice plains, where snow covers the land and ice freezes the land for thousands of miles. The Xuanbing Flower blooms against the wind on the top of the ice mountain.

There are actually many Xuanbing flowers in the Northern Desert Ice Plains, but the difficulty lies in picking them.

After all, the Northern Desert Ice Plains are fraught with danger, and even Nascent Soul stage cultivators are unwilling to venture deep into them.

This Xuanbing Flower is indeed quite rare, and the person who put it up for auction must have suffered a lot.

At this point, the bidding price had reached sixty-five mid-grade spirit stones.

Yun Qingyi noticed that one person kept raising the price. The person was dressed in a black robe, covering himself up completely, only revealing a pair of deep and bright eyes. When everyone else stopped bidding, he seemed to exhale.

"Number 150 once, number 150 twice..." Hongxiao began to strike the hammer.

"A high-grade spirit stone."

Ok?

Yun Qingyi looked in the direction of the sound and saw the person in the room opposite hers.

Number 10.

How interesting. Yun Qingyi chuckled, insisting on speaking up just when the other party was about to win the bid.

She turned to look back at the man in black, only to see him staring intently at room number ten, his eyes blazing with barely concealed anger.

"Ha! Xie Xiyan, don't think I won't recognize you just because you're dressed in all black. Although I really don't want to admit that you're a piece of trash from our Xie family, our Xie family is different from other families. We have a bloodline connection."

"I can't believe a piece of trash like you would come to an auction, and you even want the Mystic Ice Flower? Still dreaming of becoming an alchemist! Look at how useless you are now! If I were you, I'd be dead like your good-for-nothing father, hahahahaha!"

Room 10 was filled with sarcastic remarks, insults, and wild laughter.

Xie Xiyan never expected that Xie Xu would be at the auction today, but even if he had known he was coming, he still had to come to the auction to buy back the Xuanbing Flower.

He has already lost his family; he cannot lose his master as well.

Hearing Xie Xu's insulting words, Xie Xiyan finally couldn't help but pick up the Xuan Yang Sword on his back, intending to leap up and slash at him.

"Kid, calm down!"

A voice appeared in Xie Xiyan's mind, turning his grief and indignation into joy: "Master, you're awake?"

Ling Xuzi glared and said irritably, "If I hadn't woken up, you wouldn't even know your own worth."