Chapter Twenty-Three: Scramble

 As soon as the words of the Xuan-level advanced skill were spoken, the auction hall fell into sudden silence. For the latest chapter, please lock in.

 Compared to the previous Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid, the stir caused by the fighting skill is undoubtedly even more shocking.

 Although pills are precious, they can only be used temporarily, while fighting skills can be utilized for a lifetime, and even passed down to future generations. From a certain perspective, high-level fighting skills are even more maddening than pills!

 After all, as long as you have high-level cultivation techniques, you can become a powerful figure eventually, even without the support of spirit medicines. But if you only have spirit medicines and no techniques, it's like treating pills like beans; it's hard to become a true powerhouse.

 After a moment of shock, people in the venue gradually regained their senses, their burning gazes fixed on the blue scroll on the stage. Even the enchanting and charming Ya Fei seemed to be forgotten at this moment.

 Sitting in the back, Xiao Yan let out a light breath. A high-level Xuan rank technique? No wonder... This level of technique is even one tier higher than the best one in the Xiao family, the Angry Lion Frenzy. It's no surprise that the heads of the three major families in Wutan City came here personally; it turns out they all had their eyes on this thing.

 "A high-level Xuan rank, huh..." With his gaze drifting over the blue scroll, Xiao Yan instinctively licked his lips. As long as someone possesses this scroll, they have a passport to becoming a strong person. Decades later, in Wu Tan City, a force that stands equal to the three great families will emerge.

 "It's just a high-level Xuan rank cultivation method, what's so amazing about it?" Just as Xiao Yan was feeling a bit emotional, the voice of Yao Lao, however, rang out in his mind, sounding quite inappropriate.

 "Just..." Rolling his eyes, Xiao Yan really couldn't communicate with this old man whose perspective was already sky-high. He could only pout and keep silent.

 "Little brat, just focus on your cultivation. When the day comes that you become a Fighter, I'll show you what a high-level cultivation method really is!" After finishing his words, Yao Lao fell silent.

 Pressing his lips together, Xiao Yan murmured, "I hope so."

 "Ladies and gentlemen, this scroll of advanced techniques was fortuitously acquired by a hunter in the mountains. It should be a relic left by predecessors, of legitimate origin, and won't bring any trouble. So feel free to bid with peace of mind." Yafei gently held up the blue scroll, smiling brightly as she spoke.

 "Miss Yafei, hurry up and announce the price!" Someone in the crowd shouted eagerly.

 With a charming smile still on her beautiful cheeks, Yafei said, "Wind Roll Technique, starting bid: 200,000 gold coins!"

 As soon as this sky-high price was announced, the venue fell silent, clearly many people simply couldn't afford it.

 In a remote corner, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head. This woman was truly ruthless, killing without bloodshed; 200,000 gold coins was more than two years' worth of profits for the Xiao family!

 The three people in the front row, Xiao Zhan and the others, flinched at this outrageous price, but they were helpless; for this item, one was willing to pay while the other was willing to sell. If you don't buy, there are plenty of people who will.

 Under the exorbitant price of two hundred thousand, the atmosphere felt a bit chilly.

 Faced with the somewhat awkward silence, Yafei showed no unusual expression; her smile remained enchanting. She was well aware of the allure of this mysterious-level cultivation method. Some people would probably go bankrupt just to get their hands on it.

 As she expected, the silence didn't last long. A somewhat balding middle-aged man was the first to shakily call out a price: "Two hundred and ten thousand!"

 Xiao Yan glanced over at the voice. He recognized this balding middle-aged man; he was the weapon tycoon of Wutan City, who almost monopolized weapon sales in the area. Although his influence couldn」t compare to the three major families, he was still a prominent figure in Wutan City.

 "Two hundred and thirty thousand!" After the middle-aged man made his bid, an old man in yellow quickly followed suit.

 The old man in yellow was a major medicinal merchant in Wutan City, with several herbal shops under his name and quite a bit of wealth.

 He glared fiercely at the old man and the bald middle-aged man shouted again, "240,000!"

 In the venue, sporadic bidding voices began to emerge; after all, a high price of 200,000 was enough to make too many people back off.

 "300,000!" When the two behind were already on their last legs, the first row's Jialebi finally spoke coldly.

 As soon as Jialebi's bid came out, the two softened, shaking their heads helplessly and retreating into themselves.

 "330,000!" In Wutan City, the only families that could compete with the Jial family were the Xiao family and the Ouba family, and now it was the patriarch of the Ouba family, Oubapa, who was bidding.

 With a cold glance at Oubapa, Jialebi said coldly, "350,000!"

 Oubapa's eye twitched, and he grinned, "370,000!"

 "三十八万!"

 "四十万!"

 Faced with Oubapa's continuous bidding, Jialebi didn't hesitate to follow right away, looking as if he was determined to win.

 When the price stayed at four hundred thirty thousand, Opapa had to stop this competition; four hundred thirty thousand was already enough to plunge the Opaba family into an economic crisis.

 "Four hundred fifty thousand!" Seeing Opapa hesitate, Galebi didn」t even have time to feel happy before Xiao Zhan's calm voice darkened his expression again.

 With a cold glare, Galebi shot a fierce look at Xiao Zhan, his heart filled with anger. Among the three major families, both the Xiao and Opaba families had intermediate-level techniques, while his Galebi family only had a low-level technique. Therefore, Galebi was really determined this time.

 Under Opapa's gloating gaze, Galebi gritted his teeth and said, "Four hundred sixty thousand!"

 "Five hundred thousand!" The indifferent-faced Xiao Zhan quoted a sky-high price that caused an uproar in the crowd.

 On the high platform, watching the heated competition between the two, Yafei's beautiful smile became even more alluring.

 "Fifty-five thousand!" With a hint of red in his eyes, after a moment of silence, Galebi coldly shouted out his final bid.

 "You win." To everyone's surprise, after hearing Galebi's bid, Xiao Zhan smiled slightly and teased Galebi.

 Galebi's face showed a hint of shock, and after a moment, his expression darkened; only then did he realize he had been played...

 "Xiao Zhan, you're ruthless! Remember this!" Galebi shot a resentful glare at Xiao Zhan, then looked up at the somewhat astonished Yafei, his anger flaring even more. However, he was not just a street thug; with a sullen face, he tried to suppress his rage, saying, "Miss Yafei, I suppose it's time to call it a day?"

 Yafei, unfazed by Galebi's furious glare, simply smiled blandly. In her lowered eyes, there was a trace of mockery and sarcasm, as her jade hand brought down the small hammer under Galebi's intense gaze.

 "The Wind Sweeps Away the Decision, successfully bought by Chief Jialebi!"

 Watching the conclusion of the scene, Xiao Yan couldn't help but chuckle softly, slowly standing up and walking out of the auction house.

 "Sigh, once I get the money, I should start training hard. A year later, I need to give my father a surprise," Xiao Yan murmured with a low laugh as he left.