199: Chapter 199 A Farce

Inside the Tian-grade No. 1 Private Room.

Baili Yunche wrapped his arm around Lin Xueying's waist and laughed, "That Nangong Chen really is like a ghost that won't quit."

"Xueying, there's no need to get angry with him. It's just a huaying pill, just let him have it."

"No!"

Lin Xueying's willow-like eyebrows stood upright, and a flash of stubbornness crossed her beautiful eyes.

She gave a soft hum and said,

"The more he wants to stop your Breakthrough, the more I want to make sure you get it."

"Baili Yunche, just name your price, I'll pay the Spirit Stones!"

"I'd like to see just how much fortune he, Nangong Chen, has to squander!"

"Xueying, you're so good to me."

Baili Yunche felt a warmth in his heart, leaned close to her ear, and said softly,

"When we get back later, your husband will reward you well."

"Scoundrel! What time is it, and you're still thinking about…"

Lin Xueying's pretty face blushed slightly, but her bidding voice didn't stop in the slightest.

Soon, the price of the huaying pill directly rose to 700,000 Spirit Stones.

This price had already far exceeded the value of the huaying pill itself.

In the Cangxuan Empire, 700,000 Spirit Stones were enough to buy two Tier 4 High Grade Magic Treasures, or hire a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator to work for five years!

Fairy Caidie stood upon the jade platform, the smile on her face somewhat stiff.

She realized something was wrong.

She was far too familiar with these two voices.

They were Lin Xueying and Nangong Chen!

These two little ancestors were competing out of spite, and she couldn't afford to offend either of them!

She quietly cast a look for help toward the highest pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion, a trace of helplessness and entreaty in her beautiful eyes.

Deep within the pavilion, inside a secret room.

An old man dressed in gray robes was watching the farce below through a light screen.

He looked to be around seventy or eighty years old, with a thin and refined face, eyes as deep as the sea, and an Aura around him as vast as an abyss—he was impressively a Soul Transformation Stage powerhouse.

He was none other than Pavilion Master Mo Wuya, the chief person in charge of Wanbao Pavilion in the Cangxuan Empire.

"Sigh! Who knows what these two little ancestors are up to!"

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya rubbed his temples, his face full of helplessness.

"For just a huaying pill, is it necessary?"

He naturally recognized the voices of Lin Xueying and Nangong Chen.

One was the Third Elder's granddaughter, and the other was the Fourth Elder's grandson; he couldn't afford to offend either side.

If they were allowed to keep fighting, today's auction would likely become a laughingstock, and Wanbao Pavilion's reputation would also be damaged.

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya pondered for a moment, and transmitted his voice to Nangong Chen:

"Young Master Nangong, it's not worth it for a huaying pill!"

"You are carrying injuries on your body, why bother getting angry with Young Miss Lin?"

"If the Fourth Elder finds out that you participated in the bidding while injured, he'll probably skin me alive."

"No! I can't swallow this anger!"

Nangong Chen's voice came back via voice transmission, carrying a hysterical madness,

"That brat humiliated me in public, and Lin Xueying is still protecting him!"

"Even if I spend all my Spirit Stones today, I'll make sure they can't buy it!"

"Pavilion Master Mo, don't try to persuade me, or I'll end up hating you as well!"

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya heard this and let out a long sigh.

He had also heard about what happened in the auction hall corridor, and deeply understood the nature of this prodigal son Nangong Chen.

Vindictive to the core and refusing to admit defeat to the bitter end.

Today's matter would probably not end well!

"One million Spirit Stones!"

"One million one hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

The price continued to climb, like a wild horse with broken reins, completely out of control.

"One million five hundred thousand!"

"One million eight hundred thousand!"

"Two million Spirit Stones!"

When Lin Xueying's cold voice called out this price, the entire venue fell into a dead silence.

Two million Spirit Stones!

This was enough to buy a nine-turn deity transformation pill, and enough to support a medium-sized Family's expenses for decades!

Yet now, it was just for a huaying pill?

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya could no longer sit still!

He abruptly stood up, his figure flashing as he vanished from the secret room.

The next moment, his figure appeared upon the central jade platform.

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya wore a gray robe, his face kind yet exuding an imposing Aura without anger.

He cupped his fists in a salute to all directions, his voice carrying through his spiritual power to reach the entire venue:

"Fellow Daoists, this old man is Mo Wuya, the pavilion master of Wanbao Pavilion's Cangxuan Imperial Capital branch."

"Today's affairs have made you all laugh."

"The two honored guests in the Tian-grade No. 1 Private Room and No. 2 Private Room are both esteemed guests of this old man."

"Harming harmony over a huaying pill is truly not what this old man wishes to see."

He paused, his gaze sweeping intentionally or unintentionally across the two Tian-grade private rooms, his eyes full of helplessness and a bitter smile.

"What?! He is the Wanbao Pavilion master?! To think even he was alarmed!"

"It seems the backgrounds of the guests in the Tian-grade No. 1 and No. 2 Private Rooms are even more terrifying than imagined!"

"Even a Soul Transformation Stage pavilion master has to personally step out to mediate; just what kind of sacred figures are sitting inside?"

The people in the crowd were extremely shocked, whispering to one another.

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya took a deep breath and announced in a clear voice:

"After careful consideration by this old man, of the three huaying pills auctioned today, one shall belong to the honored guest of the Tian-grade No. 1 Private Room, and one shall belong to the honored guest of the Tian-grade No. 2 Private Room."

"The required Spirit Stones will be charged at half of the final bid, with the other half covered by Wanbao Pavilion as this old man's apology to the two honored guests."

"The third one will be auctioned normally, and Fellow Daoists may still bid on it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar!

"One for each? What a brilliant method by the pavilion master! Offending neither side and pleasing everyone!"

"Wanbao Pavilion is actually subsidizing the difference out of their own pocket! It seems the identities of those two honored guests truly reach the heavens!"

"Tsk tsk, coming to today's auction was truly not in vain! I even got to see such a good show!"

Pavilion Master Mo Wuya continued with a sincere tone, "This old man deeply apologizes for the inconvenience brought to all Fellow Daoists today."

"To express our apology, Wanbao Pavilion will prepare a portion of Tier 3 spirit tea and a foundation establishment pill for every honored guest in attendance, to be delivered one by one after the auction ends."

"I hope everyone will bear with us. The auction... shall continue!"

After finishing, he turned and bowed once toward the directions of the Tian-grade No. 1 and No. 2 Private Rooms, then his figure flashed and vanished from the jade platform.

The venue was silent for a moment, and then a heaven-shaking wave of discussion erupted.

Everyone had not expected this farce to end in such a dramatic way, but no matter what, today's events would surely become a talking point in the Cangxuan Imperial Capital for years to come.

Inside the Tian-grade No. 1 Private Room.

Baili Yunche wrapped his arm around Lin Xueying's waist and laughed, "This Pavilion Master Mo really is a clever fox, offending neither side and even giving us a huaying pill for free!"

Lin Xueying gave a soft hum, "Consider him sensible! If he had come out a step later, I would have sent a message to Grandpa and made him tear down this Cangxuan Empire's Wanbao Pavilion."

Baili Yunche was amused to the point of laughter, lowering his head to plant a kiss on her lips,

"Xueying, thank you. Once I make a Breakthrough to Nascent Soul, I will certainly not fail your kindness today."

"Cut the glib talk."

Lin Xueying's pretty face blushed slightly, but she gently rested her head on his shoulder, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness.