10: Here's a chance for you to reorganize your language

After Yang Ming drew his last breath, a figure, elegantly dressed, with a handsome Face, resembling a banished Young Master, stepped out from the main hall.

"Greetings, Young Lord!"

"Greetings, Young Lord!"

The two guards standing at the door were sweating nervously, speaking respectfully.

"You all heard, didn't you?"

Yang An looked at the two, his gaze profound, seemingly hinting at something.

"Yang Ming joined the Demonic Path, lurking for many years, and today he brutally murdered many Elders. Fortunately, the Young Lord had the help of an expert, who then eliminated Yang Ming, this Demonic Path remnant!"

One of them immediately shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, Young Lord is mighty, Senior is mighty!"

The other person instantly reacted, immediately knelt on the ground, and shouted.

"What is your name?"

Yang An looked at the guard who spoke first, a hint of interest sparking within him.

This kid is a talent!

My auction house currently needs such talents!

"To Young Lord, my name is Lei Hu."

Hearing Yang An's question, the burly guard suppressed his inner excitement and replied respectfully.

"You are very good."

"From today onwards, you are the captain of this guard squad."

"Do you know what to do next?"

Yang An nodded with satisfaction; Body Tempering Fourth Stage was quite decent.

Lei Hu's Face showed an indescribable joy.

One must know that an ordinary guard earns at most one Spirit Stone a month, while a guard captain receives a salary of ten Spirit Stones a month!

For him, this was an unimaginably high salary!

After all, for a Loose Cultivator with low cultivation like him, just getting Spirit Stones was already satisfying.

In Qingyan City, very few forces even offered Spirit Stones as a salary!

"This subordinate understands."

A new guard captain is online, so what about the former one?

The former one, of course, would be sent on his way!

In Yang An's memory, that guard captain seemed to be the grandson of an Elder.

A good-for-nothing at Body Tempering Third Stage.

How could such a cultivation level allow him to become the captain of a guard squad for a main hall?

"Father, you left behind a lot of messes."

Thinking of this, Yang An couldn't help but feel a headache. The Qingyan Auction House was established for a relatively short time, and his father didn't care much about the core team, not investing too much.

This led to the guards of the auction house having too low a cultivation, which was too embarrassing!

Those in the Qi Condensation Realm were all Elders, and those willing to join the guard squad were mostly poor and desperate Loose Cultivators.

They were already doing poorly, so how could their cultivation be high?

Lei Hu reaching Body Tempering Fourth Stage was already enough to surprise Yang An.

This made Yang An even more eager for the System's rewards.

One day, when he could have Great Emperors as guards, then he would be qualified and wouldn't have shamed the Transmigration Seniors!

However, he looked at Lei Hu.

Hmm, let's set a small goal first: get a hundred or so Spirit Origin Realm cultivators to be guards!

After giving his instructions, Yang An left. He still had to carefully consider how to make the auction house develop rapidly... In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

"Have you heard?"

"Heard what, brother?"

"A few days ago, a Demonic Path remnant appeared in the Qingyan Auction House, attempting to control the entire Qingyan Auction House and plotting to kill all the Elders there."

"Oh my god, that's terrifying! The Elders in the Qingyan Auction House are at least Qi Condensation Realm powerhouses!"

"Indeed, but that Demonic Path remnant was a Spirit Origin Realm powerhouse."

"Then... what happened in the end?"

"I heard from my cousin, who works odd jobs at the Qingyan Auction House, that the Young Lord of the Qingyan Auction House paid a huge price to invite an outside helper, a great figure at the Spirit Origin Realm Peak, who then eradicated that Demonic Path remnant!"

"How terrifying! A Spirit Origin Realm Peak powerhouse, perhaps even Lord City Master is not as strong."

"Not only that, it is said that that esteemed Senior is just a hair's breadth away from the Foundation Establishment Realm. To gather Cultivation resources, he even put a spirit origin pill up for auction at the Qingyan Auction House!"

"What?! Really? That's a spirit origin pill! A spirit origin pill, rumored to be able to create a Spirit Origin Realm powerhouse with just one Medicinal Pill! Someone is actually auctioning it?"

In the tavern, a cry of surprise rang out, causing everyone to turn their heads.

"Kid, what pill did you just mention?"

"A spirit origin pill?"

A rough-faced, burly man stood up from his bench with a "thud" upon hearing this, even dropping the fine wine in his hand.

"This is..."

"Idiot, this is the Vice-Leader of the Mad Lion Mercenary Group, Lord Xionglion, a powerhouse at the Qi Condensation Late Stage."

"I was wondering who was so imposing; it turns out to be Leader Xionglion in person."

"What did Leader Xionglion just say?"

"Are you deaf? Leader Xionglion seemed to have said spirit origin pill!"

"spirit origin pill..."

For a moment, some people's eyes flickered.

A spirit origin pill represented a great master of the Spirit Origin Realm!

One must know that everyone here came from various forces in Qingyan City.

Since ancient times, taverns and brothels have always been places where Dragons and fish mingle.

"Lord Xionglion, this is news I accidentally obtained."

"I heard that there will be a spirit origin pill at the auction held by the Qingyan Auction House seven days from now."

Seeing the approaching person, the few who were originally drinking and bragging instantly became nervous.

"Is the news reliable?"

Xionglion's rough Face showed joy. Their Big Brother, Mad Lion, had been stuck at the Qi Condensation Realm Peak for ten years. Although their Mad Lion Mercenary Group was the largest mercenary group in Qingyan City, they still lacked a Spirit Origin Realm expert to oversee them.

And without a Spirit Origin Realm expert overseeing them, it meant that in the eyes of those great Families, they would ultimately never be taken seriously.

"If Big Brother successfully Breakthroughs to the Spirit Origin Realm, perhaps our Mad Lion Mercenary Group could integrate all the mercenary groups in Qingyan City and establish the fourth great Family in Qingyan City!"

Thinking of this, Xionglion couldn't help but want to burst out laughing.

If one could stably be a local tyrant, who would want to wander the world as a guest, living a life dancing on the tip of a saber?

It's just that the Spirit Origin Realm is too difficult to Breakthrough, and spirit origin pills are even rarer, only occasionally auctioned in those large cities.

But... could they participate in such auctions?

One wrong move, and everyone might perish there.

In big cities, there are many tricks, not something that country bumpkin mercenary groups like them can handle.

"Lord Xionglion, this is just what I heard from my cousin."

One of them said with a mournful Face. He originally just wanted to brag, but he didn't expect it to be true bragging this time.

"Hmm?"

Xionglion shook the one-meter-tall saber beside him.

The saber was silver-white, emitting a crisp sound, with a sudden flash of cold light. A scorching Saber Qi rushed forward, causing the people around to retreat repeatedly, their eyes filled with terror.

Simply because that saber was called the Xionglion Saber!

It was a High Grade Mortal Weapon!

"Lord Xionglion, it's absolutely true! There will definitely be a spirit origin pill auctioned at the Qingyan Auction House seven days from now. I guarantee it with my cousin's head!"

Seeing such a scene, the person who was originally crying immediately changed his tune, swearing with certainty.