90: Explanation

The middle-aged man's expression had completely turned cold.

A chilling killing intent emanated from his entire being.

On the other side.

When Wang Yan heard the bid, his smile grew even more bitter.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

He had originally thought 50,000 jin would be enough to succeed.

He didn't expect it to ultimately sell for 100,000 jin.

This price was truly incredible.

However, the voice that had just made the bid was a bit strange.

Why did it sound a bit like the Clan Chief?

Wang Yan considered this possibility.

He couldn't help but laugh haphazardly.

What am I thinking? How could the Clan Chief be here?

He hadn't obtained the most important item.

Wang Yan no longer had the heart to stay here.

He couldn't even muster any interest in the items to be auctioned later.

He packed his things and strode away.

At the same time, on the other side.

The King of Wu Zhou's eyes widened, looking at the person before him with some disbelief.

100,000 jin!

Even if the entire Wu Zhou Imperial Family were sold, it would barely amount to that much wealth.

Yet, this man before him could casually produce it.

He spent 100,000 jin to purchase a Spiritual Plant.

He didn't even bat an eyelid.

Such a seemingly insignificant matter had actually occurred.

The King of Wu Zhou smiled bitterly, secretly lamenting the profound heritage of the Wang Family.

However, he quickly understood.

It must be that Prodigy who joined the Cihang Zhaizhai, who had begun to give back to the Family.

This was the only possibility.

He was just curious about one thing.

What exactly was this dragon soul grass for?

Did the Family perhaps have an Old Ancestor in the Divine Fire Realm?

This was clearly unrealistic.

The entire Wu Zhou Dynasty had not produced a God Realm Cultivator for thousands of years.

If there were one, he couldn't possibly not have received news.

Knock knock knock.

Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside.

After receiving permission, the auction manager walked in.

He held the box containing the dragon soul grass with both hands.

He said respectfully.

“I am here to deliver the item. Please, Senior, inspect the goods.”

Wang Dong swept it with his Divine Thought, then nodded.

With a wave of his hand, 100,000 jin of Spiritual Qi appeared on the ground.

It was like a small mountain.

The Spiritual Qi concentration within the secret room instantly increased.

“The amount is correct. There are still a few finale items to be auctioned, I hope, Senior, you find them appealing.”

The manager verified the amount, then said.

Wang Dong shook his head.

“There’s no need for that. I have other things to do.”

Then, Wang Dong looked at Wu Shentong beside him.

“Your Majesty, I still have matters to attend to. You can continue watching here, I'm going out for a bit.”

“Alright, Brother Wang, feel free.”

The King of Wu Zhou cupped his hands.

Wang Dong nodded, then walked out of the secret room.

With a flash of his figure, he had already left the auction house.

He wasn't sure if Wang Yan had left.

So he released his Divine Thought to scan the surroundings.

Just at this moment.

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind again.

“Ding! Detected a purple Aptitude investable clansman.”

Wang Dong was a bit surprised.

Then he noticed the figure not far away who hadn't gone far.

A moment later.

A broad, thick hand landed on Wang Yan's shoulder.

“Who?” Wang Yan was greatly alarmed.

Spiritual power surged wildly within his body.

It seemed he was about to strike at any moment.

He said that when he turned his head to look, his entire being froze in place.

He said in disbelief.

“Uncle, why are you here?”

“It's really you, kid. I came to Tianxing City to purchase things.”

“Oh, I see, but this is too much of a coincidence.”

Wang Yan was still somewhat surprised.

His tone was a bit hesitant.

He had settled in Tianxing City and hadn't even come out many times.

He didn't expect to meet the Clan Chief, his Uncle, right after attending the auction.

This was truly too dreamlike.

Just at this moment.

Wang Dong's mind stirred.

Following that, the Eye of Truth opened.

【Name: Wang Yan】

【Cultivation: Dongtian Realm First Heaven】

【Aptitude: Heavenly Human】

【Comprehension Ability: Peerless】

【Talent: Gu Ling Cold Fire】

【Fortune: Possesses a remnant soul of a Divine Fire Realm expert.】

Not bad.

Wang Dong nodded in satisfaction.

Wang Yan's growth recently hadn't fallen behind too much.

Although he was still far behind him.

But with purple Aptitude, he had managed to get this far with the help of an old grandpa.

He had already been diligent and hardworking.

“Let's find another place to talk.”

Wang Dong said with a smile.

“Alright.”

Wang Yan had no objections.

Then, Wang Yan led Wang Dong back to his residence.

Before he could say anything.

Wang Dong waved his hand, and a box emanating a unique aura appeared on the table.

“You need this very much, don't you?”

“This is?”

Wang Yan saw the familiar box, then his pupils constricted.

“Uncle, the person who just threw down 100,000 jin, was that you?”

“Of course it was me, otherwise what would I want this Spiritual Plant for? A full 100,000 jin.”

Wang Dong's face was full of smiles.

Wang Yan didn't exclaim.

His eyes flickered.

Uncle truly was the person he respected most since childhood.

Every time he appeared, he brought him extraordinary shock.

Even now, though he was a True Monarch of the Dongtian Realm, he still couldn't see through his Uncle's cultivation.

However, just at this moment.

Wang Yan seemed to have thought of something.

A look of shame appeared on his face.

From Body Tempering until now.

He hadn't taken any action to benefit the Family.

Instead, he had repeatedly received favors from Wang Dong.

He was truly ashamed.

But this dragon soul grass was also crucial to him.

He simply couldn't refuse.

After a long while.

Wang Yan sighed softly.

“Uncle, you must have known all along, right? There's a remnant soul of an expert in my ring.”

“That is my Revered Master, Venerable Yaoshen.”

“Venerable Yaoshen.”

Wang Dong mused.

He had indeed heard of this name.

He was once the Sect Revered Master of an Alchemy Sect.

It was said that his techniques were extremely superb, capable of refining Medicinal Pills of extremely high quality, and he was highly respected by others.

However, later he disappeared for several decades, and no one knew what happened.

He didn't expect to hear of him again, and it was from Wang Yan.

It seemed the remnant soul in Wang Yan's mirror was him.

Wang Yan saw Wang Dong nod.

His previous thoughts were also confirmed.

That Spiritual Plant that was originally in the book was also deliberately placed there.

Alas, Uncle was still a bit too omnipotent.

Wang Yan sighed softly in his heart.

Then he spoke with some melancholy.

“A year ago, I was pursued by two True Monarchs, and in a life-and-death situation, Revered Master exhausted his power to save me, which is why he fell into a deep sleep.”

“So I desperately need this dragon soul grass. If it hadn't been for you, I would have missed out on it.”

After speaking, Wang Yan looked at Wang Dong with immense gratitude.

Then he bowed deeply.

Wang Dong smiled gently, waved his hand, and said.

“Alright, there's no need for this. We are all Family, no need to be so formal.”