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The crowd at the auction, upon seeing the mocking smile on Li Xiaoyao's face, could not help but be astonished.

They really hadn't expected Li Xiaoyao, after raising the price to a whopping eighty million, would suddenly say such a thing.

But they had to admit, the move that Li Xiaoyao had played was indeed very slick.

Wu Zhenren's face darkened, his eyes filled with rampaging murderous intent, as he said, "Boy, you've got guts, daring to toy with this true person!"

"Hehe."

Li Xiaoyao left behind a single 'hehe' and paid no attention to his anger.

Li Xiaoyao's actions only increased the killing intent in Wu Zhenren's heart. He had originally planned to give Li Xiaoyao a quick end, but now, he had a new idea.

"Daring to play with me, after the auction, this true person will simply apply some methods to let you know what it means to be unable to live or to die!" Thinking this, Wu Zhenren slowly sat back down.

The auction continued, but the items that followed did not interest Li Xiaoyao in the slightest.

"Could that sword possibly be a magical treasure?" asked Cheng Dongliang directly.

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It is said that with age comes wisdom, and Cheng Dongliang, having lived for so long, had reached a quite terrifying level of insight into the human heart.

Li Xiaoyao was indeed powerful, but Wu Zhenren was not weak either. In Cheng Dongliang's view, there was no reason for Li Xiaoyao to offend a powerful master in the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm without cause. Unless, could it be that the sword was quite out of the ordinary?

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "It's just an ordinary precious sword."

Finally, he added, "I plan to open an antiques shop in Chaotian Palace. I've heard that hanging a precious sword when opening a new shop can have the effect of deterring ghosts and demons."

Cheng Dongliang, of course, did not fully believe Li Xiaoyao's words, but since Li Xiaoyao had said so, Cheng Dongliang did not insist on pursuing the matter.

"An antiques shop? Mr. Li is interested in antiques?"

"Mm."

Li Xiaoyao was not in the mood for idle chat; he was currently thinking about how to acquire that precious sword.

Or perhaps, he should use some special methods, such as taking it by force?

The auction soon reached its end, and the last item, as mentioned by Cheng Dongliang, was the hundred-and-twenty-year-old Polygonum multiflorum!

"The starting price is 1 yuan!"

As the auctioneer's voice fell, a flurry of bidding immediately started below.

Gold and jewels were insignificant in the eyes of these wealthy tycoons, but a Polygonum multiflorum that was over a hundred years old was absolutely a life-saving treasure.

Even if they did not know the specific uses of Polygonum multiflorum, they all shared a particularly simple idea.

"Even if this thing is just a dog's tail grass, surviving for a hundred and twenty years, it has to be an elixir!"

With that thought, the price of the Polygonum multiflorum was inflated to over three million in just a minute.

"Three million, eight hundred thousand."

Li Xiaoyao called out.

When the crowd saw that it was Li Xiaoyao who had spoken, their expressions involuntarily convoluted, but after weighing their options, they decided to back down.

Although rare, a hundred-and-twenty-year-old medicine was not as important as offending a major figure.

After Li Xiaoyao called out the price, he looked provocatively at Wu Zhenren.

Wu Zhenren, enraged by Li Xiaoyao's look, almost took action on the spot, but he managed to restrain himself.

Cultivators may possess power beyond ordinary people, but within their circle, there is a regulation strictly forbidden.

One must not display magical powers in front of ordinary people, nor openly reveal their identity; violators will be hunted down by all cultivators!

Yet, rules are just rules, and cultivators act in eccentric ways. Even if someone really does reveal their identity, it doesn't really matter.

The auctioneer was also aware of the mutual hatred between Li Xiaoyao and Wuzhenren, and so, without hesitating, he exclaimed, "Three million eight hundred thousand for the first time! Three million eight hundred thousand for the second time!"

Everyone hoped Wuzhenren would raise the price at the last moment. However, even when the auctioneer called out for the third time, Wuzhenren did not bid.

"Let's let you keep it safe for me for a while," Wuzhenren sneered inwardly.

In his eyes, Li Xiaoyao was as good as dead, and that He Shou Wu would be his once Li Xiaoyao was killed.

The auction ended smoothly. However, the attendees clearly felt the palpable tension and the smell of gunpowder between the rivals.

After the auction, Li Xiaoyao found Lin Yuanyuan and said, "I'm afraid I can't take you home, but I've found a driver for you; he will take you."

Over these past few days, Lin Yuanyuan had realized that Li Xiaoyao was certainly not as simple as a driver.

Being acquainted with the Family Head of the Cheng Family from the Lu Province military region, and obviously not just on simple terms, Lin Yuanyuan could tell from this alone that Li Xiaoyao was no ordinary person.

"Really a busy man," Lin Yuanyuan pursed her lips, complaining a bit but did not make it difficult for Li Xiaoyao.

After the auction ended, Wuzhenren, seated in the first row, rose to his feet, his gaze never leaving Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao felt his stare but didn't pay it any mind.

In Wuzhenren's eyes, Li Xiaoyao was a dead man. In Li Xiaoyao's eyes, wasn't Wuzhenren also a dead man?

"Have someone follow that kid, and report back immediately when he's alone."

Wuzhenren gave Li Xiaoyao a final, deep look before turning away with Ling Ziyun.

When Cheng Dongliang saw Wuzhenren about to leave, he stepped forward and said, "This must be Wuzhenren, whom I have admired for a long time. Seeing you today, truly extraordinary."

As arrogant as Wuzhenren was, he was still polite in the face of Cheng Dongliang, whose cultivation level was comparable.

"Mr. Cheng, hello, I have heard of you." When Wuzhenren spoke, he glanced at Li Xiaoyao and said, "This young man is unfamiliar to me, could he be a junior from your family?"

Cheng Dongliang chuckled and said, "My Cheng Family is not that fortunate."

"Allow me to introduce Wuzhenren," he said, "this is Mr. Li Xiaoyao."

Standing with hands clasped behind his back, Wuzhenren looked arrogantly at Li Xiaoyao and asked, "Mr. Li, which family do you belong to?"

Li Xiaoyao said coldly, "I have no family."

Wuzhenren, with an I-knew-it expression, said, "Young man, you should act young. When you meet your elders, you must show the proper respect."

Li Xiaoyao was about to speak when Cheng Dongliang hastily intervened, "Since we're here together by coincidence, how about this: Wuzhenren, would you honor us by sitting down together, and perhaps we could have a drink?"

Wuzhenren originally intended to refuse, but as the words came to his lips, he changed his mind.

"If Mr. Cheng cordially invites me, naturally I cannot refuse."

A smile spread across Cheng Dongliang's face, for it would be a good thing if he could resolve the conflict between Wuzhenren and Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao did not refuse either. Since everyone was sitting at the same table, he wouldn't have to waste time and effort looking for them elsewhere.

If Wuzhenren was wise, he would give in over the dinner table and hand over the Precious Sword; Li Xiaoyao would then act as if today's events had never happened.

But if he was not wise, Li Xiaoyao might have to resort to some measures.

[Third update, seeking recommendation tickets.]