176: Chapter 176 Zero-Yuan Purchase Begins! Tianbao Pavilion's Underwear is About to Be Stripped Bare!

High in the air, the night wind howled.

Shards of broken glass continued to fall, making crisp clinking sounds.

In the first-floor hall, thousands of people all looked up, their necks aching, yet they didn't dare to move a muscle.

The fat body held in Su Yang's single hand was still dripping with striking blood.

Qian Wansan was the local tyrant of the capital's branch!

A top-tier expert at the Half-step Nascent Soul stage!

Yet at this moment, he was like a dead dog, hanging upside down in the air, unable to even let out a scream because his jaw had been dislocated.

Qi Ziming sat in the front row, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He was still clutching his folding fan, the ribs of which had been snapped by his own grip.

Just a moment ago, he had been mocking the other party, saying he would be chopped into meat paste.

Yet in the blink of an eye, the manager of Tianbao Pavilion had been beaten into a pig's head.

What kind of background did this person have?!

Could it be a living fossil from a hidden Sect who had come out of seclusion?

Red Rose on the stage was deathly pale, and even breathing had become extremely difficult.

As the chief auctioneer, she naturally knew how terrifying Qian Wansan's strength was.

Even the Pavilion Master had no power to fight back; today's situation had completely collapsed.

Su Yang looked down at the crowd below.

His gaze was as calm as if he were looking at a swarm of ants crawling about.

"Everyone."

Su Yang's voice, laced with pure spiritual power, clearly reached everyone's ears.

"You are all here to buy things."

"I am a very reasonable person; business is about fairness and willingness."

"However."

Su Yang flicked his hand.

The residue of the few Beauty-Preserving Medicinal Pills he had crushed earlier shot toward the stage below like bullets.

Bang! Bang!

The residue smashed directly into the white jade pillars of the stage, embedding deep into the wood.

"The miraculous medicine you spent hundreds of millions, over a billion, or even tens of billions to buy."

"It is mixed with hongyan flower."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue instantly erupted.

hongyan flower?!

Everyone present was a person of status in the cultivation world, and there were also many Alchemists proficient in pharmacology.

The hongyan flower was a symbiotic poisonous herb used to refine Soul-Severing Powder!

Eating it would indeed make one look radiant, but within ten years, their Dantian would definitely wither, leaving them a cripple!

"Impossible! Tianbao Pavilion has a century of reputation; how could they sell poison!"

An old man with gray hair stood up abruptly.

This person was a famous Alchemy Grandmaster in the capital and a special guest of this auction.

The old man walked quickly to the stage, reached out, and scraped a bit of the Medicinal Pill residue from the pillar.

He carefully sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

Then, he took out a special silver needle and pierced it into the residue.

Sizzle!

The silver needle instantly turned black, and even emitted a trace of foul-smelling poisonous smoke.

The old man retreated three steps, his Face full of horror, his voice even trembling.

"This... this is truly the toxicity of the hongyan flower!"

"The purity is extremely high! Once it enters the body, even a god cannot save you!"

The Alchemy Grandmaster's diagnosis was like an ultimatum.

It directly sentenced Tianbao Pavilion to death.

The hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately after, there was sky-high anger!

"Tianbao Pavilion actually sells fake medicine! And poison that cuts off a person's Dao foundation!"

"I spent my entire Family fortune of one billion to buy the Beauty-Preserving Medicinal Pill, and you actually wanted to cripple me!"

"Black-hearted merchant association! Refund! You must give an explanation!"

The crowd was indignant, and the curses were deafening.

If it weren't for fearing the power behind Tianbao Pavilion, these angry Cultivators would probably have rushed up and dismantled the stage.

Su Yang hovered in mid-air, very satisfied with the reaction of the people below.

This was the effect he wanted.

To kill the person and destroy their heart.

He didn't just want money; he wanted to trample Tianbao Pavilion's reputation completely underfoot.

"Pavilion Master Qian."

Su Yang shook Qian Wansan in his hand.

"Did you hear the voices of the crowd below?"

"I spent 20 billion to bid on this poison."

"According to the rules of the secular world, for every fake, compensate three times."

"Refund my 20 billion principal, and compensate me another 60 billion."

"A total of 80 billion."

"If you pay up readily, I will let you down."

"If you don't have the money..."

Su Yang glanced at the dense crowd below.

"I will throw you down and let these VIPs who have been scammed by you have a good heart-to-heart talk with you."

Upon hearing this, Qian Wansan was scared out of his wits.

His cultivation was sealed, his jaw dislocated, and he was like a cripple.

If he were really thrown into this crowd of angry Cultivators, he would absolutely be torn to shreds alive!

He shook his head desperately, making whimpering cries.

His hands gestured wildly in the air, clearly begging for mercy frantically.

Red Rose stood on the stage, sweating profusely with anxiety.

80 billion!

The branch's account simply didn't have that much liquid capital!

Even if all the Magic Treasure were mortgaged, it wouldn't be enough!

"This Senior!"

Red Rose took a deep breath and spoke while enduring immense pressure.

"The branch's account really cannot produce such a huge sum of 80 billion."

"Please give us a few days of grace, Senior. I will report to the headquarters immediately and will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

"No money?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, his tone cold.

"Running such a huge merchant association and can't even produce 80 billion?"

"I think you just don't want to pay."

Su Yang let go of his hand directly.

"Waaa—"

Qian Wansan's fat body fell directly from the ninth floor.

A completely unprotected free fall.

He flailed his limbs in the air in terror, watching as he was about to crash into the crowd below.

"No!"

Red Rose screamed in despair.

Just when Qian Wansan was three meters from the ground, Su Yang grabbed in the Void Realm.

A strand of spiritual power turned into an invisible giant hand, tightly grabbing the back collar of Qian Wansan.

He forced him to hover in mid-air.

The intense feeling of weightlessness caused Qian Wansan to roll his eyes back, and he wet his pants.

Yellow, foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the floor.

A dignified branch Pavilion Master had completely lost all Face.

"Since Tianbao Pavilion has no money."

Su Yang's figure drifted down slowly, landing on the railing of the second floor.

His gaze accurately locked onto Qi Ziming, who was shrinking behind his chair in the front row.

"Just in time, wasn't there a young master just now who was quite rich?"

"Always showing off by taking out 10 billion."

The corners of Su Yang's mouth hooked into a 'nuclear' kind smile.

"Young Master Qi, stop, don't run."

Qi Ziming's body stiffened abruptly.

His legs felt as if they were filled with lead, nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch.

He turned his head with difficulty, squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Se... Senior..."

"I was just joking just now... I don't have money... I really don't have money..."

Su Yang jumped down from the railing.

He walked toward Qi Ziming step by step.

Behind him, Reba, Mary, Lin Lang, and Chu Ling also followed, drifting down from the hole on the ninth floor and standing steadily behind Su Yang.

The four stunning beauties stood in a row, their aura astonishing.

"No money?"

Su Yang walked up to Qi Ziming and reached out to pat his deathly pale cheek.

"When you were cursing me as a poor ghost at the door earlier, weren't you quite imposing?"

"Why have you become such a coward now?"

The two gray-robed old men behind Qi Ziming bit the bullet and stepped forward, blocking in front of their young master.

"Senior, please calm down!"

"My young master is young and ignorant, and has offended you."

"The Qi Family is willing to pay 1 billion as an apology; please show mercy, Senior!"

The gray-robed old man directly brought up the Qi Family.

He hoped the other party would look at the Face of the four great families of the capital and turn a big matter into a small one.

"1 billion?"

Su Yang sneered, his Face full of disdain.

"Are you trying to dismiss a beggar?"

"Just now he wanted to spend 10.1 billion to buy poison, and now that it's in my hands, it's only worth 1 billion?"

"It seems the Qi Family's Face isn't worth much."

Su Yang's eyes turned cold.

Suddenly, he raised his leg and kicked.

Bang! Bang!

The two Foundation Establishment Peak gray-robed old men didn't even react before being kicked away.

They smashed heavily into the wall, vomiting blood wildly, and instantly fainted.

Qi Ziming had now completely become a lone commander.

His legs went soft with fear, and he knelt directly in front of Su Yang, kowtowing frantically.

"Grandpa! Ancestor! I was wrong!"

"I'll give you the money! All 10 billion in the card is yours!"

Qi Ziming fumbled on his body in a panic, took out the black gold card he had shown off earlier, and held it up to Su Yang with trembling hands.

Su Yang did not take the card.

He glanced at Lin Lang behind him.

"Maid Lin, go collect the money."

Lin Lang stepped forward and took the black gold card.

As a high and mighty Saintess, she usually viewed money as dirt.

But now, following Su Yang, she felt that collecting protection money was actually inexplicably satisfying.

Su Yang looked at Qi Ziming kneeling on the ground, his tone flat.

"10 billion can only buy your life."

"But your dog barking earlier scared my Family members."

"How do you plan to compensate for the emotional damages?"

Qi Ziming was going crazy.

10 billion isn't enough?!

And emotional damages too?!

"I... I really have no money left!"

"The money in the card is the Family's entire liquid capital; I can't take out any more!"

Qi Ziming kowtowed like a pestle pounding garlic, his forehead battered and bloody.

"If you don't have money, you can use things to offset it."

Su Yang's gaze fell on Qi Ziming's right hand.

On this person's finger was a Storage Ring of excellent quality.

Qi Ziming followed Su Yang's gaze, his heart bleeding frantically.

This was his coming-of-age gift from his father!

Inside were all the Heaven And Earth Treasure and top-grade Magical Artifact he had scavenged over the years!

"What? Reluctant?"

Su Yang raised his right hand, a wisp of pure golden Pure Yang True Fire dancing on his fingertips.

The surrounding temperature soared instantly.

The fear of death tightly shrouded Qi Ziming.

"Give! I'll give it all!"

Qi Ziming took off the ring without hesitation and respectfully handed it to Su Yang.

No matter how good a Magic Treasure is, it's not as important as one's life.

Su Yang took the ring, and a massive Divine Sense swept over it fiercely.

In an instant, he wiped away the mental mark Qi Ziming had left on it.

There were indeed many good items inside the ring, mountains of Low-Grade Spirit Stone, various rare herbs, and a few radiant High Grade Magical Artifact.

This round of extortion had indeed been quite fruitful.

Su Yang put the ring into his pocket with satisfaction.

Then he turned his head to look at Red Rose on the stage above.

"Young Master Qi has enthusiastically sponsored 10 billion, plus the supplies in this ring, that counts as Tianbao Pavilion paying back 20 billion."

"What about the remaining 60 billion?"

"My patience is very limited."

Red Rose bit her charming red lips, her whole body soaked with cold sweat, outlining her fiery curves.

Facing this living Yama who was immune to both soft and hard tactics, her usual effective social skills had completely lost their effect.

"Senior."

Red Rose took a deep breath and gathered all her courage to speak.

"We really cannot gather 60 billion in cash."

"But in the underground treasure vault of Wolong Mountain Villa, there is a batch of grand finale treasures that have not yet been auctioned."

"If you don't mind, Senior, you can go to the vault and choose at will."

"Until you have chosen enough to cover the value of 60 billion!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qian Wansan, who was suspended in mid-air, let out an extremely desperate whimper.

The underground vault!

It contained the entire foundation of the capital branch accumulated over several decades!

Letting this plague god go in and pick at will?

It was no different from inviting a wolf into the house!

Su Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

Pick at will in the vault?

He loved this kind of legal zero-yuan shopping activity the most.

"Since Miss Red Rose is so sincere."

Su Yang clapped his hands, smiling brightly.

"Lead the way."

"I'd like to see just how many unspeakable good treasures you Tianbao Pavilion have hidden."