Young Master Jing was extremely welcoming.
Chen Lin struck while the iron was hot and stayed in his private box, drinking and chatting idly with him.
He also kept an eye on the auction that followed.
Before long, he learned that Young Master Jing was the administrator of the Jingyun Trading Firm in the Seven-Star Realm, and his name was Jing Yuanzhou.
His cultivation was indeed only at the Law Origin Mid-Stage.
This was not because he lacked aptitude. On the contrary, his aptitude defied the heavens. He possessed a holy bone, one of the strongest innate talents in the cultivation world. Precocious from birth, he had been born in the Law Origin Realm and reached the Law Origin Mid-Stage at three.
His status was also distinguished: he belonged to the Jing Lineage's main lineage.
Barring any accidents, he would surely have become a powerhouse in his own right.
But when he was three, a mysterious person forcibly dug out his holy bone, severing his Dao path and reducing him from a peerless prodigy to a cripple.
The fiancée betrothed to him before birth broke off their engagement, and his father, who had reached the great perfection of Eternity, also died unexpectedly.
Fortunately, his formidable mother protected him from death and, by a stroke of luck, obtained that cyan hat. Thus, with Law Origin Early-Stage cultivation, he had lived for more than eight thousand years.
"This fellow's story sounds a lot like a protagonist's!"
Chen Lin was considering whether to bring up the Thousand-Threaded Red Willow matter while the opportunity was ripe when Tiezhu's voice suddenly rang out, sounding as though he faced a formidable enemy.
"What, are you afraid he'll steal your protagonist's luck?"
Chen Lin teased him with a smile.
Tiezhu, however, wholeheartedly agreed.
"Yes. This fellow is