Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1921 - 1958: Third-Tier Auction House
"That’s right, Brother Ding. Ever since the sect leader of the Heavenly Sound Sect took a liking to me, he changed my Divine Realm status to that of a sect concubine to warn off those divine warriors with improper thoughts. I never thought I’d need to use it today."
At this moment, a self-mocking smile crossed Xia Ling’s lips, her eyes filled with a sense of weariness and helplessness.
As Ding Fan heard Xia Ling’s words, his eyes slowly narrowed, his brows slightly furrowed, and he spoke softly to Xia Ling:
"I’m sorry, Xia Ling, I didn’t know about these things..."
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Xia Ling casually waved her hand and replied softly to Ding Fan:
"It’s alright, Brother Ding, I haven’t cared about these things for a long time, but from now on, we must be careful about our whereabouts..."
Hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s brows slightly furrowed involuntarily, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked Xia Ling in a faint voice:
"Xia Ling, has something happened?"
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s question, a trace of helplessness flashed in Xia Ling’s eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as she replied softly to Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, you might not know, but my senior brothers have already returned to the Heavenly Sound Sect before me, and they have probably reported my news to the master. The master is someone who repays grievances thoroughly; he will definitely seek information about me everywhere. And just now, I revealed my identity. It’s only a matter of time before my return to the Divine Realm is known, making it even harder for us to keep our whereabouts hidden..."
Hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s brows furrowed deeply, a gleam flashed in his eyes, his lips slightly trembled, and he declared to Xia Ling:
"Xia Ling, don’t worry, I won’t let that old fellow from the Heavenly Sound Sect take you away!"
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, a bitter smile appeared on Xia Ling’s face. She shook her head gently, looked into Ding Fan’s eyes, and spoke softly with a faint sigh:
"Brother Ding, you have no idea how formidable the master’s power is..."
Upon hearing this, Ding Fan’s brows furrowed slowly again, his eyes narrowed, and a faint voice emerged from his lips:
"No matter how formidable, what does it matter? Someday, I will defeat him!"
At that moment, Ding Fan’s eyes were filled with a passionate glow, and upon seeing that gleam in Ding Fan’s eyes, Xia Ling’s face displayed a faint admires. She held back her emotions slightly and spoke softly to Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, I believe in you!"
While Ding Fan and Xia Ling chatted leisurely, they reached a bustling street. Observing the throngs of people coming and going, Ding Fan’s mood relaxed a bit, and the crowd on the street exuded extraordinarily intense auras. Feeling their formidable presence, Ding Fan’s eyes revealed a trace of astonishment.
"Even ordinary people in the Divine Realm possess such strength?"
Ding Fan turned his head and asked Xia Ling beside him. Upon hearing Ding Fan’s voice, Xia Ling’s lips turned up slightly, and she replied softly:
"Brother Ding, you’ve got it wrong. Everyone here belongs to major forces. We are currently at a trading place in a third-class city of the Divine Realm, filled with disciples and elders from various powers..."
Upon hearing this, Ding Fan felt a sigh of relief. If that’s the case, it’s somewhat acceptable. And seeing Ding Fan’s reaction, Xia Ling’s lips curled slightly, and she stated to Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, the auction houses in the Divine Realm are unmatched by those in the Cultivation World. Don’t be fooled into thinking this is merely a third-class city’s auction, as it’s far beyond the large auctions in the Cultivation World. Brother Ding, are you interested in having a look?"
Listening to Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s brows gradually furrowed; a somber look flashed in his eyes. After some hesitation, he shook his head softly and replied to Xia Ling:
"Better not. I don’t have the currency of the Divine Realm; even if I see something I like, I can’t afford it..."
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, a slight curve appeared on Xia Ling’s lips. She smiled at Ding Fan and said:
"Brother Ding, you might not know this, but the Divine Realm and the Cultivation World trade in Spirit Stones. However, we deal in more advanced Spirit Stones..."
Upon hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s eyes suddenly lit up. After a brief ponder, he asked Xia Ling:
"What kind of Spirit Stones are used for trading in the Divine Realm?"
Xia Ling’s lips slightly turned up, a gleam shot from her eyes, and she replied to Ding Fan:
"High-Level Spirit Stones; in the Divine Realm, all auction venues use this type of Spirit Stone."
Upon hearing this, Ding Fan’s expression paused, and he幽幽地开口说道:
"Then what level are the Spirit Stones in the Cultivation World, and can they be used for trading?"
With a slight tease, Xia Ling’s lips twitched while her tone paused before she playfully spoke to Ding Fan:
"The spirit stones of the Cultivation World can barely be considered mid-level spirit stones. Their spiritual energy reserves are only one-thousandth of high-level spirit stones, which is why you need a thousand mid-level spirit stones to exchange for one high-level spirit stone..."
At this moment, upon hearing this, Ding Fan’s face fell into a thoughtful expression, remembering the numerous treasures he had looted in the Wild Wolf Gang, along with his original reserve of tens of millions of spirit stones. His eyes slightly twinkled as he smiled at Xia Ling and said:
"Let’s go! To the auction house!"
Seeing the hint of a smile on Ding Fan’s face, Xia Ling’s eyes also curved into crescents. She nodded gently, then obediently followed behind Ding Fan.
Actually, it was Xia Ling who specifically brought up the auction house to Ding Fan. As a divine warrior in the Divine Realm, Xia Ling understood very well the importance of resources. Now that Ding Fan had just come into contact with divine warriors, if he didn’t have a strong trump card in hand, he would only suffer humiliation. Previously, Xia Ling had already prepared to pay on Ding Fan’s behalf.
Now, Ding Fan and Xia Ling arrived at the entrance of a grand auction house with a huge facade. Around the auction house stood two groups of people dressed in white robes with a big "sell" word stitched on them.
Seeing this, Ding Fan’s lips slowly curved as his gaze subtly changed. Then he said to Xia Ling softly:
"I didn’t expect this auction house to have quite strong capabilities..."
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Xia Ling also gently smirked and slowly replied:
"What is this? It’s just an auction house in a third-class city. When you see those in first-class cities, you’ll probably realize that this kind of auction house is nothing at all."
Hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan also slightly smirked. In truth, he felt somewhat disdainful about her words, but he knew that Xia Ling’s words were probably all true.
Ding Fan soon adjusted his clothing a bit and was about to head inside the auction house door, but Xia Ling quickly reached out to stop him.
"What’s wrong?"
Turning his head slightly towards Xia Ling, Ding Fan quietly asked. Seeing the hint of confusion on Ding Fan’s face, Xia Ling couldn’t help but smirk playfully and, with a twinkle in her eyes, softly said:
"Brother Ding, surely you’re not just planning to walk straight in like this, are you?"
Hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s eyes revealed a look of confusion. He slightly smirked and asked Xia Ling with curiosity:
"What? Is there something wrong with that?"
Seeing Ding Fan’s expression, Xia Ling’s eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, lightly shaking her head. She slowly replied:
"Brother Ding, even though this is just a third-class city’s auction, you still need an invitation to get in. Do you think those big guys out front are here to welcome you?"
Upon hearing Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s eyes flashed with sudden realization, his lips subtly twitched, and he softly said:
"But we don’t have an invitation. How do I get in?"
Hearing Ding Fan’s words, Xia Ling’s lips slightly lifted. Then, with a mysterious look, she said to Ding Fan:
"Just watch me!"
With Xia Ling’s voice, she walked towards the auction house entrance with an indescribable aura of nobility emanating from her body.
Seeing Xia Ling’s change in aura, Ding Fan’s eyes couldn’t help but widen in shock. His lips subtly twitched, his eyes fixated on Xia Ling.
As Xia Ling slowly approached the auction house crowd, the noble aura released from her body caught the attention of the disciples guarding the entrance.
An auction house consulate looking at Xia Ling furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes flashed with a thoughtful expression. He lightly stepped forward to Xia Ling, wearing a smile as he softly addressed her:
"Miss, might I ask if you have an invitation?"
Upon hearing the consulate’s inquiry, Xia Ling remained unfazed, her lips displaying a slight lift as she casually replied:
"No..."
At this response, the auction house consulate’s brows furrowed further, his eyes flashing with surprise. Taking a brief pause, he continued smiling at Xia Ling:
"Then what are you planning to do, Miss?"
Hearing the consulate’s words, Xia Ling’s lips subtly lifted as her eyes gleamed with playful hints. She softly said:
"I want to participate in the auction..."
The auction house consulate’s brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes flashing with impatience momentarily, though he gracefully masked it.
