Qin Ying jumped out of the carriage excitedly. She could not help but cheer when she saw the crowd in front of the Thousand Gold Pavilion.
"Beautiful lady, I am Wang Ai from the Hongze Sect!" Wang Ai, who was dressed flamboyantly, came forward.
"Never heard of you!" Qin Ying shook her head.
Wang Ai scratched his head awkwardly, "Brother Guyun, your little junior sister …"
Yang Guyun rolled his eyes, "What little junior sister? Don't be rude. Call her martial uncle!"
Wang Ai's eyes widened, "Are you crazy? She's just a little girl and you want me to call her martial uncle?"
"Wait, martial uncle. Could this girl be the little martial uncle of the Xuanhuo Sect who has been in the limelight recently?" Wang Ai suddenly reacted.
The news of the Xuanhuo Sect having a little martial uncle had spread throughout the Canglan Region. Who would have thought that the legendary little martial uncle was just a little girl in her teens?
"Wang Ai from the Hongze Sect greets the little martial uncle!"
Although Wang Ai was much older than Qin Ying, Qin Ying's seniority was higher than Wang Ai's. Even Wang Ai could only respectfully call her Martial Uncle.
Qin Ying immediately pretended to be serious. However, it was funny no matter how one looked at it.
The Hongze Sect and the Xuanhuo Sect had always been on good terms. The disciples of the two sects frequently interacted. Wang Ai was Yang Guyun's good friend. Now that they met, they naturally had to have a good chat.
Suddenly, Qin Feng felt a murderous intent behind him. He frowned, "You're really haunting me!"
Surrounded by a group of disciples, Jin Wan did not restrain his murderous intent. He walked in front of Qin Feng, "I heard that you obtained a spot for the Tiannan Grand Ceremony?"
"Why? You didn't?" Qin Feng asked.
"How dare you! Young Master Jin is the young master of the Spirit Pill Sect. The Tiannan royal family has already sent out an invitation. Why would he need to participate in a martial arts competition to obtain a spot?" A martial artist beside Jin Wan shouted.
Qin Feng laughed, "I see. You're just a second generation relying on your family background. What's there to be proud of?"
"So what if you rely on your family background? Even if I kill you on the streets today, no one will find trouble with me!" Jin Wan said.
Yang Guyun sneered, "Do you think I don't exist?"
"How rude! Beat him up!" Qin Ying waved her fist angrily.
Yang Guyun's body stiffened. "Young Martial Uncle, Jin Wan's identity is a bit special!"
"I don't care. Beat him up. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility!" Qin Ying said.
Yang Guyun sighed. Since his Youngest Martial Uncle had said this much, what else could he say? As long as he didn't kill Jin Wan, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Fire Sect wouldn't cause too much trouble.
Jin Wan's expression changed slightly. "Yang Guyun, do you really want to go against the Spirit Pill Sect?"
"It's not that I want to go against your Spirit Pill Sect, it's just that you bastard won't let me live in peace!" Yang Guyun took a step forward, and a monstrous Zhen Yuan roared.
Jin Wan's complexion changed. This Yang Guyun's cultivation was too strong. Just by relying on his true essence, he was able to suppress him to the point that he couldn't move!
Yang Guyun was not even 30 years old, but he had already surpassed many veteran True Element Boundary masters. Although Jin Wan's strength was not weak, in front of Yang Guyun, he was far weaker. He was suppressed by Yang Guyun's true essence and was unable to move.
Pa!
A resounding slap in the face!
Jin Wan angrily looked at Yang Guyun. "You dare to hit me? Yang Guyun, if you have the ability, then let me go. I want to fight you one on one!"
"Come on, not letting you fight is for your own good. Now that I have slapped you a few times, Youngest Martial Uncle's anger will be appeased. But if you fight me, I'm afraid you will really lose your life!" Yang Guyun shook his head.
"Then I should f * * king thank you?" Jin Wan roared.
"You're welcome!" Yang Guyun faintly smiled and slapped Jin Wan's face.
The disciples standing behind Jin Wan didn't dare to move. Their opponent was Yang Guyun. Even in the entire Azure Water Region, he was an extraordinary martial artist. If they wanted to touch Qin Feng, it wouldn't be a problem. But if they wanted to fight with Yang Guyun, they really didn't have the courage nor the strength to do so.
After being slapped a dozen times by Yang Guyun, Jin Wan's face was swollen.
Jin Wan had never been humiliated like this before. Yang Guyun had the guts to slap him in front of so many people in the Thousand Gold Pavilion. Even his father couldn't beat him.
"Yang Guyun, I want you dead!" Jin Wan roared.
However, Yang Guyun didn't care about Jin Wan's threat at all. He followed Qin Ying into the Thousand Gold Pavilion.
After entering the Thousand Gold Pavilion, one couldn't fight unless Jin Wan didn't want to participate in the auction. If Jin Wan forced himself to fight, then he would be killed on the spot.
The identity of Spirit Pill Sect's young master was indeed a protective talisman. It allowed Jin Wan to run amok. However, he couldn't do anything in the Thousand Gold Pavilion.
"The Mysterious Flame Sect has gone crazy. Yang Guyun is the chief true disciple. Isn't he afraid of the Spirit Pill Sect's revenge by beating Jin Wan?"
"The Mysterious Flame Sect is the chief sect of the Cang Lan region. Even the Spirit Pill Sect has to give them some face."
"I think you have overlooked a person!"
"The so-called Youngest Martial Uncle of the Mysterious Flame Sect?"
The Youngest Martial Uncle of the Mysterious Flame Sect was in the limelight. All the major sects had heard that the Mysterious Flame Sect had such a Youngest Martial Uncle. However, not many people had seen this Youngest Martial Uncle.
Today, Yang Guyun beat up Jin Wan because of the Youngest Martial Uncle's words. The legendary Youngest Martial Uncle of the Mysterious Flame Sect was indeed worthy of his reputation.
Jin Wan's face was ashen. His face was swollen like a pig's head. Listening to the gossip of those people, he became even angrier.
"You are courting death!" Jin Wan roared outside the Thousand Gold Pavilion. The martial artists who were commenting immediately scattered.
The Mysterious Flame Sect was the chief sect of the Cang Lan region. They had their own private room in the auction. Moreover, it was the best private room, the Sky Room.
As soon as they entered, Jiang Ziyue was already sitting in the private room. "You took so long. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Isn't this my Mysterious Flame Sect's private room?" Qin Ying couldn't help but ask.
"Are you stupid? This is my family's private room. I can sit wherever I want!" Jiang Ziyue said with a smile.
Yang Guyun's expression when he saw Jiang Ziyue was very complicated. He had expressed his love many times, but Jiang Ziyue had always avoided him.
Although they met today, Yang Guyun was very clear that Jiang Ziyue was not here to see him.
"What ability does this brat have?" Yang Guyun looked at Qin Feng.
Because of the Broken Sky Mountain Range, Qin Feng and Jiang Ziyue's relationship was very close. This was already known by everyone. Otherwise, Jin Wan would not be so anxious to kill Qin Feng.
"Can the auction be cheaper?" Qin Feng glanced at Jiang Ziyue.
"You have to tell those people. Our Thousand Gold Pavilion is only responsible for setting the price!" Jiang Ziyue shook her head.
Qin Ying picked a chair made of animal skin and sat down. "Then, can Sister Jiang tell us what interesting things are going to be sold in this auction?"
Qin Ying's words made Jiang Ziyue feel very comfortable. "Sister Ying 'er, the auction is nothing more than elixirs, heaven and earth treasures, cultivation methods and martial skills, and divine weapons. I'm afraid there won't be many interesting things."
"Can my cultivation method be sold in the auction?" Qin Feng suddenly asked.
"You want to sell your cultivation method?
Although the auction is about to start, it is not a problem to arrange some items for the auction. "Jiang Ziyue said with a look of praise.
"Bring me a brush and ink!" Qin Feng waved his hand.
"What are you doing?" Yang Guyun and the others thought of something, but they looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.
"Writing down my cultivation method and martial skill. Otherwise, how can I sell it?" Qin Feng said as if it was a matter of course.
Yang Guyun and Jiang Ziyue did not dare to believe that this brat was actually prepared to write down his cultivation method on the spot?
Did he have to be so casual? Even if he dared to take it out, they would not dare to auction it. If there was a problem with the cultivation method, the Thousand Gold Pavilion would be responsible.
"What's wrong? Why do you all have such an expression?" Qin Feng was speechless.
"Forget it. I'm afraid that it will ruin the reputation of the Thousand Gold Pavilion." Jiang Ziyue shook her head. This kind of thing could not be joked about.
Qin Feng sighed. "I originally wanted to make some extra money, but it seems that there is no hope."
Jiang Ziyue looked at Qin Feng helplessly. Was this brat so short of money? He obviously had a lot of heaven and earth treasures, but he was still looking for money everywhere.
"I'll get someone to bring you a brush and ink. You write well. There are special warriors here to examine your cultivation method and martial skill." Jiang Ziyue said.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qin Feng wrote on the white paper. In less than half an hour, a thick stack of white paper was filled with words and pictures.
"You still have such a skill?" Jiang Ziyue praised.
"It's nothing. It's not fast now. When I break through to the True Element Realm, I can use my True Essence to control the brush even faster!" Qin Feng said indifferently.
Now that he did not have any True Essence, he could only use two hands, which greatly limited his speed. When he reached the True Element Realm, he could control more than ten brushes in one breath, and his speed would be many times faster.
Since it was a martial skill to be auctioned, it naturally had to be presentable. A yellow ranked martial skill was naturally not presentable, and a profound ranked martial skill was just so-so. Therefore, Qin Feng took out a high-grade profound ranked martial skill, "Eight Desolate Sword Qi".
"High-grade profound ranked martial skill?" Jiang Ziyue asked.
"Although it is a high-grade profound ranked martial skill, its power is amazing. It is comparable to a low-grade earth ranked martial skill!" Qin Feng said.
"Earth ranked!"
Yang Guyun was surprised. This brat casually drew a martial skill that was comparable to a low-grade earth ranked martial skill. What kind of joke was this?
Qin Feng put down the brush in his hand and said, "Take it and verify it!"
"What kind of joke is this? How can there be someone in the Tian Nan Empire who can verify a low-grade earth ranked martial skill?" Jiang Ziyue looked at Qin Feng angrily. She really suspected that Qin Feng was making fun of her.
Qin Feng scratched his head and said, "Is it too high level? Then I'll change it to a lower level one."
Yang Guyun clutched his chest. He felt that his heart was in pain!
"Brother Qin Feng, can I practice this martial skill?" Qin Ying asked.
"It's not suitable for you. Brother Qin Feng will give you a better one later!" Qin Feng said.
"Give it to me, I'll help you ask!" Jiang Ziyue thought for a while and reached out to take the martial skill that Qin Feng wrote down from memory.