15: Chapter 15 Su Xin felt that the world had gone mad.

Bai Shao was originally standing behind his elder brother, acting like a good child.

When his eyes landed on Su Xin, who was trailing behind the father and son he detested, Luo Yunkai, he exploded, the words tumbling out before he could stop them.

With Bai Ji standing there, Bai Shao's outburst instantly became the focus of attention, drawing considerable notice.

Naturally, Su Xin, the person Bai Shao had targeted, also attracted extra scrutiny.

Immediately, someone recognized Su Xin.

“Isn't that Su Xin?”

“Is that Su Xin, the son of that beauty Su from the Mandarin Duck Pavilion?”

“Yes, yes, that’s him. I’ve seen the beauty Su. Tsk tsk, Su Xin’s eyes look like they were carved from the same mold as the beauty Su.”

“Hiss, no way? If the beauty Su has such gloomy eyes, who would ever fancy her? Just looking at him scares me.”

“Heh, it’s a waste of those eyes on Su Xin. The way he looks at people is creepy and sinister. The beauty Su isn't like that, otherwise how could she have caught Bai Shao’s eye?”

“Speaking of which, wasn't it rumored that the beauty Su’s lifespan was affected by an injury, and her end is near? How does Su Xin still have the mood to attend an auction?”

“You don’t know about this? I heard there’s a longevity elixir at this auction. Su Xin is probably here for that.”

“Many people are eyeing the longevity elixir. It will probably be difficult for Su Xin to successfully bid for it.”

“Perhaps one of the beauty Su’s favored guests will feel sorry for her and voluntarily give up bidding. It’s not impossible.”

“Exactly, exactly! Hahaha…”

“We shouldn't speak too definitively. Su Xin first needs to get into the auction hall. Otherwise, even if the beauty Su’s favored guest wanted to yield, there’d be no place to yield, right?”

Mockery, amusement, sneers... All sorts of gazes fell upon Su Xin, who was beside Xiao Tian behind Luo Yunkai.

Xiao Tian vaguely heard some discussions; these people weren't even trying to suppress their voices.

He turned his head to glance at Su Xin, only to see his good brother with his head slightly bowed, his entire Face shrouded in shadow, resembling how he felt when he was being condemned by countless people and unable to defend himself at the Chengen Marquiss Residence.

A surge of anger rushed to Xiao Tian’s heart. He pulled Su Xin along, ignoring the Cultivators.

“Let’s go!”

Su Xin’s tense body suddenly relaxed.

He was genuinely afraid that Luo Yunkai and Xiao Tian wouldn't take him into the auction.

Luo Yunkai didn't want to cause trouble, nor was he afraid of it. Seeing his Cheap son so resolute, he said nothing and produced the auction invitation.

When Bai Shao saw that invitation, his Face instantly fell.

That invitation was originally his target.

The time he went to find Shopkeeper Chen, he was preparing to discuss this very invitation.

For someone of Bai Shao’s status, it was very easy to get into the Qingyun Sect’s internal auction by relying on his elder brother. Many people would give his brother Bai Ji Face.

However, obtaining an invitation was difficult because the internal auction was held to a very high standard. The minimum requirement to obtain one within the Sect was usually someone at Qi Refining Great Perfection. Such a person, who had a chance at Foundation Establishment, would not give up the good items at the auction.

Outside the Sect, the attendees were Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core experts. Such people wouldn't give much Face to Bai Shao unless it was Bai Ji.

Bai Shao had inquired everywhere before finding Shopkeeper Chen, someone who possessed an invitation and might potentially be willing to part with it.

He had even planned to use this invitation to force Su Xin to compromise.

Who knew that not only did he fail to get the invitation, but someone else used that very invitation to bring Su Xin into the auction!

Bai Shao watched as Luo Yunkai handed the invitation to the doorman for inspection, about to lead Su Xin inside, and was about to speak up.

Pressure enveloped him.

After the three entered the auction hall, Bai Ji casually waved his hand, resolving Bai Shao’s predicament.

Bai Shao was still foolishly complaining, “Big Brother, just now…”

“It was me,” Bai Ji interrupted unhurriedly.

Bai Shao’s round Face was filled with astonishment.

Bai Ji said lightly, “This auction is very important. There are many people from other Sects and powerful Loose Cultivators present. Do not bring shame upon the Sect.”

Bai Shao was unconvinced. “Then should I just let Su Xin step on my Face? I already made it clear long ago that unless he begs me, he won't be able to enter the auction and bid for what he wants.”

Bai Ji calmly replied, “Then just don't let him acquire anything.”

Bai Shao’s eyes, nearly hidden by his flesh, snapped open, “Big Brother is still the smartest.”

He stopped causing trouble and eagerly shook off his elder brother to enter.

The doorman glanced at Bai Ji and let them pass.

Quite a few people witnessed this scene, their thoughts churning.

Inside the auction hall, it resembled an ancient architectural style called Tulou, found in some coastal regions before Luo Yunkai’s Transmigration.

It was a circular structure, hollow in the center with stories stacked around the perimeter.

The difference was that the circular Tulou Luo Yunkai saw before his Transmigration was open at the top, always hollow.

However, the Qingyun Sect’s auction hall had its uppermost level completely sealed, preventing even a sliver of the auction from being spied upon from the outside.

Luo Yunkai, holding Shopkeeper Chen’s invitation, was led by a Qingyun Sect Disciple to a room on the first floor, room number 133.

The room was narrow, only five square meters, containing nothing but a table.

Once the door was closed, the room completely shut out the noise from the outside world, the air becoming excessively quiet.

Su Xin remained silent, not looking at Luo Yunkai, nor at Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian opened his mouth several times, hesitating to speak.

Luo Yunkai remained detached, as if uninvolved.

They expected the silence to last until the auction began, but unexpectedly, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Luo Yunkai’s eyes snapped open as he looked toward the doorway, seeing Bai Shao standing there smugly.

His gaze swept across the room, letting out a disdainful sneer, his eyes filled with contempt.

“Su Xin, you think you can sneak in and bid for the longevity elixir to save your mother?”

“Heh, my Big Brother promised me that if anyone in room 133 bids for the longevity elixir, he will raise the bid. You should know that my Big Brother has the financial means!”

“I’d like to see how many Spirit Stones you have to compete against my Big Brother!”

Bai Shao finished his speech and left, as if he had only come to deliver a threat.

Su Xin couldn't understand Bai Shao's actions. Given Bai Shao's nature, he should have waited until Su Xin was bidding and thought he was about to win before interfering. Why warn him in advance and give him time to prepare mentally?

The things he couldn't figure out, Luo Yunkai and his son understood clearly.

This was meant to tell the two of them not to even think about borrowing Spirit Stones to help Su Xin; he would not allow it.

Xiao Tian frowned deeply, looking at Luo Yunkai. “Father, what should we do?”

He was worried that the items his father intended to bid on might also be intercepted.

Luo Yunkai waved his hand. “Relax. Even Bai Ji won't have more Spirit Stones than I do.”

Xiao Tian breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it didn't affect his father, it was fine.

Then he felt a bit embarrassed. He was the one who brought them in, yet he was the one suggesting retreat.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Tian moved closer to Su Xin and handed him his Storage Pouch.

Su Xin looked at Xiao Tian in astonishment, pushing the Storage Pouch back. “I can’t take it.”

How many Spirit Stones could a Mortal possess? There was no need...

Xiao Tian forcibly stuffed it into Su Xin’s hand. “Take a look first. With mine added, can you outbid Bai Shao? Saving your mother is what’s important!”

Su Xin pursed his lips. Unable to resist Xiao Tian’s insistence, he casually swept his Divine Sense over the Storage Pouch.

He looked up abruptly, staring at Xiao Tian in disbelief.

“How can this be…”

Three hundred thousand Spirit Stones! A Mortal possessing three hundred thousand Spirit Stones!

He, a second-level Cultivator, plus his mother, a sixth-level Cultivator, only had that much after years of accumulation!

Su Xin felt that this world had gone mad!