Chapter 23 - Heading To The Auction
Why did Jun Jiuxiao attend the auction?
First, he had already decided to visit the Ji family in ten days to see the person who had dug out Ji Lanqing’s spiritual bones and spiritual roots. He thought he might as well check out the auction along the way.
Secondly, there was an item in the auction, the Fire Essence Crystal, that was just right for Ji Lanqing. Buying it for her would not only improve her impression of him but also complete a task.
Three days passed quickly, and Ji Lanqing was once again waiting in front of Jun Jiuxiao’s cave residence early in the morning.
Today, Ji Lanqing was still wearing the clothes Jun Jiuxiao had given her. If one didn’t look at her face, she would truly be a stunning beauty with an enchanting figure. Unfortunately, her half-face red birthmark ruined it.
Jun Jiuxiao was dressed in a black robe, with an outer cloak of black with a white furry collar. His white hair was half-tied with a white ribbon, naturally falling behind him, giving him a carefree and unrestrained look.
Jun Jiuxiao led Ji Lanqing to the chariot.
Wang Jie had been waiting for a while. He was too scared to get on the chariot. How could he have known that Jun Jiuxiao’s chariot was pulled by nine flood dragons?
Each flood dragon was in the Void Heaven Realm, more powerful than his own cultivation level, and a single sneeze from one could kill him.
These nine flood dragons had been personally captured by Jun Jiuxiao’s master. As for why they didn’t use true dragons, it wasn’t even certain if there were nine true dragons still alive in this world.
Moreover, an adult true dragon is usually in the Holy King Realm, and with a bit more cultivation, they could reach the Immortal King Realm. There might even be ancestral dragons buried underground at the Quasi-Emperor Realm, who would dare provoke them?
Jun Wuqi might look down on the world, killing with just himself and his sword, striking fear into hearts. But he wasn’t foolish. The dragon clan was clearly formidable; provoking them would be suicidal.
Flood dragons were much easier to bully. The dragon clan didn’t acknowledge them, and even if flood dragon ancestors came, Jun Wuqi could defeat them. If not, he’d dig up the ancestors buried in the holy land and let them fight.
The previously unruly flood dragons all lowered their heads obediently and were as docile as could be when they saw Jun Jiuxiao.
Jun Jiuxiao removed his cloak, handed it to Ji Lanqing, then boarded the carriage. Ji Lanqing followed suit.
Wang Jie, trembling, also got on the chariot, taking a seat on the driver’s platform.
“Let’s go,” Jun Jiuxiao’s voice came from inside.
Wang Jie swallowed hard and began to drive the flood dragons. The nine flood dragons were exceptionally well-behaved, and Wang Jie became more adept at controlling them, trying to maintain a steady speed for Jun Jiuxiao’s comfort.
Inside the carriage, Jun Jiuxiao took out some enlightenment tea, asking Ji Lanqing to brew it for him.
Although Jun Jiuxiao wanted to drink iced cola, he had to maintain a facade in front of Ji Lanqing, so tea it was.
Ji Lanqing’s hands were beautiful, with long, fair, and well-defined fingers that had just a hint of plumpness. Jun Jiuxiao was tempted to touch them and decided to find an opportunity to do so later.
After a while, the aroma of tea filled the air, and just a whiff was enough to make one feel the essence of the Great Dao. Jun Jiuxiao didn’t feel much since he was already at the Great Emperor Realm, where the Dao was like a toy to him; whatever dao he wanted, he could grasp at will.
Jun Jiuxiao took a small sip of the enlightenment tea, finding its taste mediocre. Cola was definitely tastier. Thinking about cola instantly killed his desire to drink the tea.
Ji Lanqing merely inhaled the scent of the enlightenment tea and felt as if all her previous confusions were suddenly clarified.
“You should try it too. Pour it yourself, but don’t be greedy,” Jun Jiuxiao said. Since he didn’t want to drink it anymore, he might as well let the heroine have it.
He checked with 2233 and found no corresponding mission, so this time he let Ji Lanqing benefit. The enlightenment tea he didn’t drink would serve as compensation for touching her hand.
Ji Lanqing couldn’t believe it. In the cultivation world, enlightenment tea was a rare treasure, and yet Jun Jiuxiao gave it to her so casually.
Seeing that he truly had no intention of drinking it, Ji Lanqing respectfully said, “Lanqing thanks the Holy Son.”
There was an undertone of tenderness in Ji Lanqing’s voice that she hadn’t even realized herself.
Ji Lanqing took a small sip of the enlightenment tea and immediately entered a state of meditation.
After a while, when she opened her eyes, Ji Lanqing had already broken through to the early stage of the Blood Tempering Realm.
Ji Lanqing wanted to say something, but Jun Jiuxiao interrupted her, saying, “Don’t speak yet. Focus on comprehending it properly.”
Ji Lanqing closed her eyes again, using the effects of the enlightenment tea to carefully understand the Blood Tempering Realm and the “Nine Heavens Burning Art.”
Jun Jiuxiao took the opportunity while Ji Lanqing’s eyes were closed to examine her closely. Ignoring the red birthmark on the right side of her face, her left side alone revealed a stunning beauty capable of toppling kingdoms.
The red birthmark would eventually fade away. Was he really going to give such a beauty to the male lead? Why not taste the allure himself? After all, he had been nurturing her for nearly a month now.
The male lead had so many women; losing one wouldn’t make a difference. Hadn’t he already compensated him with a Zhu Guangyuan?
He might as well throw in Li Xian as compensation too, two for one, and the male lead will not suffer a loss. This is the first time that Jun Jiuxiao has done a loss-making business.
If the male lead remained unsatisfied, he could even add Li Xian’s master, Lin Mu, to the mix. The male lead liked this sort of thing, accepting both master and disciple. Surely Jun Jiuxiao had done enough for him.
No, he couldn’t let himself be seduced by beauty. Beauty was a poison that dulled the will. Jun Jiuxiao silently recited to himself, “With no women in the heart, the sword becomes divine naturally,” and pressed down the desires within his heart.
Still, he decided to gift both Lin Mu and Li Xian to the male lead Lin Chen, letting him fulfill his master-disciple collection. After all, Jun Jiuxiao was just too eager to help.
The auction venue wasn’t far; it was in the same place where Jun Jiuxiao had bought clothes for Ji Lanqing last time.