Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 592 - 589: Lord Su Han, I Was Wrong (25th Update!)

Chapter 592: Chapter 589: Lord Su Han, I Was Wrong (25th Update!)

There were five in total, and upon examining them, Yun Qianqian found herself dumbstruck.

"Revival Pill, Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill, Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill..."

Yun Qianqian suddenly looked up, "Are you going to auction off these pill formulas?"

"Yes."

With a slight smile, Su Han took out another five Equipment Sigils, "If these are not enough, I have these Equipment Sigils as well."

"This..."

Yun Qianqian’s mouth fell open in astonishment. Of those pill formulas, four were High-Grade Holy Spirit Level, and the last one was even Low-Grade Earth Nether Level!

As for those five Equipment Sigils, they were also four of High-Grade Holy Spirit Level and one of Low-Grade Earth Nether Level!

But let’s not even talk about Low-Grade Earth Nether Level; just the High-Grade Holy Spirit Level pill formulas alone, if released, would undoubtedly cause an upheaval.

At this level of pills, each one possesses spirit, filled with earth-shattering effects.

Yet here was Su Han, presenting four of them all at once!

The Equipment Sigils were similarly precious, yet from the way Su Han looked, not blinking an eye, it seemed they did not concern him at all.

Especially those two Low-Grade Earth Nether Level pill formulas and Equipment Sigils, Yun Qianqian’s breathing quickened when she saw them.

"Is this... for real?" After a long while, Yun Qianqian managed to utter these words.

Su Han immediately rolled his eyes, "Su does not know whether your Myriad Treasures Pavilion has someone who can refine these high-level pills and equipment, but whether you want them or not is up to you to decide."

Yun Qianqian fell silent, her hands gripping the pill formulas and Equipment Sigils tightly.

In this period, she had taken over various businesses of the family, but it had always been lackluster. Many clients had even been snatched away by the other two big trading houses, leading to significant losses.

Although her father did not say much but instead offered consolation, that Song Mingshu always mocked her with cold sneers and her sister, when looking at her, always displayed a delighted expression.

There were even rumors claiming that without a male heir, the vast Yun Family could not possibly be upheld by a mere girl.

These whispers were a source of immense discomfort to Yun Qianqian.

This auction was not originally her responsibility, but her father entrusted it to her, and Yun Qianqian understood that this was the greatest challenge she had faced since she began managing the family business.

If she could achieve results, she would be like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, bringing honor to her father, the Yun Family, and herself!

But if she could not... she feared that she might even lose her position as the future Family Head.

The position of Family Head did not interest Yun Qianqian, but if she were to give up this position, she refused to do so because she couldn’t support the family!

Each auction always featured exactly one hundred items, no more, no less, each meticulously selected.

This time, because Dragon Martial Trading House had poached their clients, Yun Qianqian had found herself ten items short.

And now, those ten items lay before her, awaiting her decision.

In terms of grade, they were definitely sufficient and could even serve as the grand finale, but Yun Qianqian had never heard of these pills and Equipment Sigils before and was uncertain whether the descriptions written were true or false.

Had it been someone else, Yun Qianqian would have instantly refused, but the one presenting these items was Su Han.

The Kunpeng Sacred Body was also provided by Su Han, and having cultivated it herself, Yun Qianqian knew this technique was an absolute Supreme Treasure.

But after all, Su Han was merely the Sect Master of a Sixth-Rate Sect, and should her family come to know of this, they certainly would not allow these items to pass.

That’s the way of the world.

If you were of the Dragon Emperor Realm and brought out a silver-level pill formula, claiming it to be of Holy Spirit Level, there would still be those who believed you.

But if you were in the Dragon Vein Realm, even if you really produced a Holy Spirit Level pill formula, there would still be many people who would think it’s fake.

Seeing Yun Qianqian silent, Su Han said, "After all, these items are for auction, and even if there really were fakes, the Yun Family wouldn’t lose much, at worst just a bit of reputation."

"But if it’s real... You naturally understand the consequences."

"Miss Yun, do you still need to hesitate about the items offered by the Sect Master?" Shangguan Mingxin also said.

Yun Qianqian still hadn’t made up her mind.

Su Han grinned slightly, "Setting aside these pill formulas and equipment sigils, I have another item that I want you to help auction."

"What item?" Yun Qianqian inquired.

With a wave of Su Han’s hand, a figure immediately emerged in front of everyone.

It was Liushui Wuhen!

At this moment, Liushui Wuhen had blood-red eyes, disheveled hair, and ragged clothes, making him look nothing like a Substitute Daoist from a Super Sect, but rather a beggar.

Upon seeing Su Han, Liushui Wuhen was stunned and then, amid the astonished gazes of everyone, he fell to his knees with a thump.

"Lord, Lord Su Han, I was wrong, I truly was wrong, please show some mercy. I’m not asking you to let me go, but if you’re going to kill me, at least make it quick!"

Hearing this, even Su Han was taken aback, as the Liushui Wuhen in his memory was not like this at all.

"He’s really still alive..."

Yun Qianqian’s pupils contracted slightly, "Everyone thought that you had killed them before, but later rumors emerged that they were still alive. I didn’t believe it, and now, to think that they truly are still alive."

After saying this, Yun Qianqian paused, then suddenly turned to Su Han, "You’re not planning on having me auction them off as well, are you?"

"That’s exactly what I’m thinking," Su Han said with a smile.

"Do you have a grudge against me?"

Yun Qianqian looked at Su Han with clenched teeth, "If Giant Island finds out that Myriad Treasures Pavilion is auctioning off their Substitute Daoist, won’t they kill me for sure!"

"Then forget it, I’ll sell him myself."

As Su Han finished speaking, amidst Liushui Kuanghan’s piercing screams of horror, he was taken back.

The sound of those screams made even Yun Qianqian’s heart pound with trepidation and pity.

"I’ll auction this pill formula!" declared Yun Qianqian decisively.

"What, aren’t you afraid I’m deceiving you?" Su Han said with a smile.

"I am, but this is my only chance. I believe in you, so I’ll take the gamble!" Yun Qianqian said gravely.

"Very well."

Su Han nodded, "Please convey a message for me. I only want Blood Crystals for these pill formulas and equipment sigils, and they must be of Demon Infant Rank or higher."

"Fine."

Yun Qianqian agreed, understanding why Su Han only wanted Blood Crystals, since she herself had cultivated the Kunpeng Sacred Body.

Without hesitation, Su Han, with a storage bag filled with four hundred million Spirit Stones, left the auction house.

As he was descending the stairs, he happened to run into Yun Congcong and Song Mingshu. Yun Congcong looked on with cold eyes, and Song Mingshu wore a disdainful sneer full of mockery and contempt.

To this, Su Han simply ignored them, as if he hadn’t seen anything.