Chapter 65: Holy Spirit Pill and the Covenant of Rebirth
"Do you know this person?"
Ying Suifeng's question came instinctively as he sensed the chilling murderous aura Cai'er released toward Ye Weiyang.
But Cai'er, stunned by the question, found herself confused.
Do I… know him?
She wasn't sure. She was certain she had never met the man before. And yet, the discomfort she felt at seeing him so close to another woman—it couldn't be explained.
When she tried to glance at his fingers, she saw that Lin Ze's left hand was still being held in Ye Weiyang's embrace.
Expression stiff, she shook her head slowly. "No, I don't know him."
Ying Suifeng was puzzled by the contradiction between her reaction and her words, but he didn't press her.
"Sorry to disturb you two," he said politely to Ye Weiyang and Lin Ze.
He led Cai'er to their assigned seats—which, thanks to Ye Weiyang's arrangement, happened to be only about three meters from Lin Ze.
Meanwhile, the green-haired man from the Magic Temple approached Lin Chen, who was still reeling from earlier.
Ye Weiyang and Lin Ze recognized the man immediately: Lin Xin, whom they'd met the day before.
Facepalming, Lin Xin supported Lin Chen and whispered, "Grandpa, stop embarrassing yourself. Let's go sing K later, okay? I'll even order a couple of people to sing with you."
Lin Chen muttered, still stunned, "No... I want three."
"Alright, alright—three it is."
With Cai'er, Ying Suifeng, and Lin Chen all settled down, Ye Weiyang finally exhaled in relief.
"I thought I was done for just now... I really thought I was going to die."
Only now did she realize her hand was still gripping Lin Ze's arm. She discreetly released it.
"Mr. Lin Ze, thank you so much. If you hadn't helped, that old guy might've dragged me off to some horrible social event."
Lin Ze simply shook his head, but his eyes kept drifting toward Cai'er.
Ye Weiyang, perceptive as ever, asked quietly, "Is that girl the one you're looking for?"
Lin Ze shook his head again.
He couldn't afford to expose his relationship with Cai'er—not here, not now.
The war between humans and demons was reaching a boiling point. Any association with her could bring disaster.
Besides, he still wasn't sure if it was really her.
But those eyes… too similar.
Lin Ze turned his gaze away.
Ye Weiyang didn't pry further.
Soon, other contestants began to take their seats, and the lights dimmed.
Ye Weiyang glanced at her watch. "Time's up."
Right then, a spotlight bathed the stage, and Feng Ling'er gracefully walked up, wearing a formal dress.
With a slight bow, she welcomed everyone.
"Welcome, esteemed guests, to today's auction. I am Feng Ling'er, Young Master of the Holy Alliance Auction House."
"Let's begin with the first item."
"Holy Spirit Pill!"
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
"This pill, once consumed, increases the user's spiritual power by 1,000 points. It has no other effects."
"However, each professional may only use one in their lifetime, so it is highly recommended to take it during a breakthrough to the seventh level."
"The starting bid is 1 million gold coins."
Immediately, bidding began.
"One million!" a voice called from the back.
Then, "One million one hundred thousand!" came another.
The price climbed rapidly.
Ye Weiyang leaned toward Lin Ze and whispered, "Young Master Lin Ze, aren't you going to bid? This pill is incredibly rare—even the Temple Alliance rarely distributes them."
"This is the only one available in this auction, and it was a big deal even getting it here. The young master worked hard to make this happen."
By now, the bidding had hit 10 million gold coins.
It made sense—among the young participants, most were only just beginning at the fifth level. Their spiritual power averaged around 2,000.
Taking this pill would almost guarantee advancement, making it an instant ticket through the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition.
Even the six major temples were in the bidding war.
Finally, Lin Chen raised the offer to 15 million gold coins.
The room quieted—this was the upper limit for many.
Lin Ze waited briefly before speaking.
"Sixteen million."
Ye Weiyang quickly echoed, "Number seven bids 16 million!"
On stage, Feng Ling'er beamed.
"Sixteen million—once!"
The crowd turned their attention toward Lin Ze in surprise.
"Sixteen million—twice!"
No one dared go higher.
"Sixteen million—three times!"
BANG!
The gavel fell.
"Congratulations to Guest Number 7 for winning the Holy Spirit Pill. Please collect your item after the auction."
Lin Ze didn't pay much attention to the remaining lots—mainly equipment and low-level recovery pills.
Until—
"Everyone, the next item is quite special—an ornament, to be exact."
Feng Ling'er raised a plate. On it sat a black and gold ring.
"This is the Covenant of Rebirth."
"It's forged from fragments of a Time Spirit Furnace. Upon activation, it casts the skill 'Reincarnation Retracement', allowing the user to restore their state to five seconds prior."
"The cooldown time: three days."
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