Auction, Who Is She!

"But what? She took such a huge risk to come find you, and this is how you treat her?"

Ye Yuan's attitude finally softened.

Originally, Ning Rongrong had relied on Ye Yuan, but due to the interference of that fellow countryman, she had been forced to ascend to the God Realm with the Food God.

However, the Food God was a pushover; without Ning Rongrong's consent, he hadn't even touched her hand.

In the God Realm, Ning Rongrong and Oscar had also been living apart.

"I have already arranged everything; this time, I will definitely win," Ye Yuan said, stroking her face.

Ning Rongrong stood on her tiptoes and said, "We can talk about the distant future later; right now, how about something more practical?"

With that, Ning Rongrong leaned in and kissed him.

Qian Renxue remembered it very clearly: when Ning Rongrong had come out back then, her face was flushed, revealing a sense of satisfaction, and she had been swaying slightly as she walked.

At the time, the young her had stood guard outside in the cold wind for three hours.

Her thoughts returned to the present.

Qian Renxue said slowly, "Impossible. I've already met A-Yuan so early in this life, so how could I get my home stolen?"

"I suppose I just haven't seen A-Yuan for a few days, so I'm overthinking things."

Qian Renxue took one more look at the portrait in her hand, then turned and returned to her bedchamber to rest.

Outside the Heaven Dou Imperial City.

"Let's part ways here for now. Don't worry, I... will take responsibility for you."

"I have a lot on my plate right now, and a mountain of things to do in the future," Ye Yuan said to Dugu Yan, who was currently acting like a clinging bird.

"Mm." Dugu Yan was no longer as arrogant and domineering as she had been in the past; at this moment, she was carefully tidying Ye Yuan's collar.

She looked exactly like a virtuous wife.

"Alright, you go now. Remember to come see me more often."

"No problem. Besides, I have to come help you clear the toxins from your body every so often anyway. Oh, and please give my regards to the senior Dugu Bo."

After saying this, Ye Yuan left quickly, looking like a scumbag who refused to take responsibility after pulling up his pants.

Things having reached this point, what more could Ye Yuan say? He would just have to stay far away if he ever ran into that girl named Little Xue.

As long as he didn't take in that yandere who would eventually commit treason against her master, the scene of being imprisoned in his dreams would not become reality.

After meeting Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, Ye Yuan's desire to establish the Heavenly Court grew stronger than ever.

He truly loathed the way these soul masters treated ordinary people like blades of grass.

As someone from the East in his past life, he wanted to bring something different to this foreign world.

He planned to make preparations for establishing the Heavenly Court before entering Shrek.

If possible, he wanted to establish the Heavenly Court ahead of schedule.

In his previous life, he had only established the Heavenly Court when Tang San and the others ascended to the God Realm.

In this life, he needed to prepare early, both to deal with the two God Kings in the future and to cope with that "fellow countryman" lurking in the shadows.

"Who exactly is that fellow countryman?"

Based on everything he had dreamt of in Dugu Bo's herb garden last time, he speculated that this fellow countryman was a transmigrator just like him.

But why did his future self refer to that "fellow countryman" as the Creator?

Moreover, judging by the tone of his future self, he had already clashed with that Creator several times by then.

Since they were both fellow countrymen, why did that person insist on maintaining the original storyline of the Douluo Continent?

A series of questions constantly intertwined in Ye Yuan's mind.

It couldn't possibly be that the original author had transmigrated into this world, could it?

Ye Yuan couldn't fathom it. "Forget it, forget it. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I'll just trust that my future self has already arranged everything."

The most urgent task now was to prepare for the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

If he entered Shrek, he would also have to be on guard against that brat Tang San.

What was the most lacking thing for establishing the Heavenly Court? Or rather, what was the foundation?

People.

Currently, aside from Qian Renxue, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong, Ye Yuan didn't trust anyone else.

Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong were busy with their cultivation, and besides, they clearly weren't the right material for this.

Qian Renxue was lurking within the Heaven Dou Empire and couldn't get away.

Finding loyal people was harder than ascending to heaven.

Loyalty came in two forms: one where you were incomparably powerful and they submitted to you voluntarily, and the other where you had done them a favor, and they submitted to you out of gratitude.

The first option was directly passed over by Ye Yuan; he was not yet powerful enough for that.

He had no choice but to pick the second one.

Where should he go?

Ye Yuan: "It seems I have no choice but to head to the auction house."

He immediately set off for the Heaven Dou City auction house. If there was one place in this world where you were guaranteed to find what you wanted, it had to be the auction house!

Arriving at the auction house, the entrance was crowded with soul masters dressed in expensive attire.

There were also many commoners, though they generally did not participate in the bidding and served only as spectators.

Just as Ye Yuan was about to enter, he was stopped by the guards at the door.

"Sir, please present your identification or an invitation."

"An invitation?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Yes, sir. The auction house recently changed its entry requirements, and the verification of assets has been abolished."

"It has been switched to an invitation and identification system; one must present either to gain entry."

Ye Yuan glanced at the people who had just entered; they held either invitations or soul master certificates in their hands.

He felt around inside his robes.

As luck would have it, he had retrieved the token Qian Renxue gave him just before coming here.

After taking out the token and moving to hand it to the guard, the guard immediately dropped to one knee.

"Greetings, Elder! It was our lack of vision that prevented us from recognizing you. Please, enter, Elder."

The surrounding crowd turned to look at him, their eyes filled not with fear or worry, but with envy and admiration.

It seemed Martial Soul Hall still held a decent reputation among the common folk.

However, among the upper-class nobles, the reputation of Martial Soul Hall was not quite as good.

Ye Yuan tucked the token away and slowly walked into the main hall.

Before long, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothing was looking around, as if searching for something.

The moment she saw Ye Yuan, she ran over and bowed, saying, "I am the manager of this auction house. Greetings, Martial Soul Hall Elder."

"Allow me to escort you to your seat. Please, follow me."

Led by her, Ye Yuan arrived at the center of the third floor of the auction house.

This was the most prestigious spot in the entire venue.

Is the treatment for a Martial Soul Hall Elder this good?

Under the woman's hospitality, Ye Yuan reclined in the chair; from this position, he could see the entire auction house.

The view and the lighting were perfect.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure in a pink dress caught Ye Yuan's eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, his pupils dilated, and he immediately stood up.

How could that person's face and every movement be so similar to his younger sister, Yan'er!

Ye Yuan suspected it might just be a coincidence, but he immediately dismissed that thought.

A face could look similar, but these habits could not be faked!

His Yan'er always had the habit of starting from the fourth candied hawthorn when eating them, and she wore a wooden hairpin in her hair.

He could see the pattern on that wooden hairpin clearly—it was the exact style he had carved!

Who is she, and how does she have Yan'er's hairpin?