Auction House, Who Is She?

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

Ye Yuan's attitude finally softened.

Originally, Ning Rongrong had relied on Ye Yuan. Because of that fellow townsman's interference, Ning Rongrong had been forced to ascend to the Food God's realm.

But the Food God was a pushover. Without Ning Rongrong's consent, he had not even touched her hand.

In the God Realm, Ning Rongrong and Oscar had also lived separately.

"I've already arranged everything. This time, I'll definitely win." Ye Yuan stroked her face as he spoke.

Ning Rongrong rose onto her tiptoes and said, "We can talk about the distant future later. For now, why not do something practical?"

With that, Ning Rongrong kissed him.

Qian Renxue remembered it clearly. When Ning Rongrong came out back then, her face had been flushed with a look of satisfaction, and she had trembled with every step.

Back then, little Qian Renxue had stood watch outside in the cold wind for three hours.

Her thoughts returned to the present.

Qian Renxue slowly said, "Impossible. I met A-Yuan so early in this life. How could someone steal him away from me?"

"Maybe I just haven't seen A-Yuan for a few days, so I've been overthinking things."

Qian Renxue looked once more at the portrait in her hand, then turned and returned to her chambers to rest.

Outside 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 hands right now, and there's still a whole pile of things I need to do in the future." Ye Yuan spoke to Dugu Yan, who was currently leaning against him like a little bird.

"Mm." Dugu Yan was no longer as arrogant and overbearing as before. At that moment, she was carefully straightening Ye Yuan's collar.

She looked exactly like a virtuous wife.

"All right, go on. Remember to come see me often."

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

With that, Ye Yuan quickly left, just like a scumbag who put on his pants and refused to acknowledge what he had done.

At this point, what else could Ye Yuan say? If he ever ran into someone named Little Xue in the future, he could only stay far away from her.

As long as he did not take in that sickly obsessive disciple who would betray her master, the scene of him being imprisoned in his dream would not become reality.

After encountering Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, Ye Yuan's desire to establish the Heavenly Court reached an extreme.

He truly loathed how these soul masters treated ordinary people like grass and dirt.

As someone who had once been from the East, he wanted to bring something different to this other world.

Before entering Shrek, he intended to make all the preparations for establishing the Heavenly Court.

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

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

In this life, he had to prepare early—not only to deal with the two God Kings in the future, but also to deal with that hidden "fellow townsman."

"Who exactly is this fellow townsman?"

Based on everything he had dreamed about at Dugu Bo's herb garden last time, he guessed that this fellow townsman, like him, was a transmigrator.

But why had his future self called that "fellow townsman" the Creator?

And judging from his future self's tone, he had already clashed with that Creator several times by then.

Since they were both fellow townsmen, why was that person so determined to preserve Douluo Continent's original storyline?

A string of questions kept tangling together in Ye Yuan's mind.

Could it be that the original author had transmigrated into this world?

Ye Yuan could not make sense of it no matter how much he thought. "Forget it. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight. I'd better trust that my future self has already arranged everything."

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

Once he entered Shrek, he would also have to guard against that brat Tang San.

What did the establishment of the Heavenly Court lack most? Or rather, what was its most fundamental requirement?

People.

Aside from Qian Renxue, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong, Ye Yuan trusted no one else.

Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong were busy cultivating, and besides, neither of them looked suited for this sort of work.

Qian Renxue was undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire and could not spare the time.

Finding loyal people was harder than reaching the heavens.

There were two kinds of loyalty. One was when you were overwhelmingly powerful and others willingly submitted to you.

The other was when you had shown them kindness, and they submitted to you out of gratitude.

Ye Yuan immediately dismissed the first kind. He was not powerful enough yet.

He could only choose the second.

Where should he go?

Ye Yuan said, "Looks like I can only make a trip to the auction house."

He immediately headed for the auction house in Heaven Dou City. If there was any place in this world guaranteed to have whatever you wanted most, it was the auction house!

When he arrived at the auction house, the entrance was filled with soul masters dressed in extravagantly expensive clothing.

There were also many ordinary people, though they generally did not participate in the bidding and merely came as spectators.

Just as Ye Yuan was about to enter, he was stopped by a guard at the entrance.

"Sir, please present your identification or invitation."

"Invitation?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Yes, sir. The auction house recently changed its admission requirements and has now abolished the asset verification process."

"It has been directly changed to an invitation system and an identification system. You may enter only by presenting one of the two."

Ye Yuan glanced at the people entering beside him. They held either invitations or soul master certificates.

He touched his chest.

By sheer coincidence, he had just retrieved the token Qian Renxue had given him before coming here.

After taking out the token, he was just about to place it in the guard's hand when the guard immediately dropped to one knee.

"Greetings, Elder! We were blind and failed to recognize you. Please enter, Elder."

The surrounding people all looked toward him. Their gazes held not fear or concern, but envy and respect.

It seemed Spirit Hall still had a good reputation among the common people.

However, among the upper nobility, Spirit Hall's reputation was quite poor.

After putting away the token, Ye Yuan slowly walked into the hall.

Before long, a gorgeously dressed woman was looking around as if searching for something.

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

"I will show you to your seat. Please follow me."

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

This was the most prestigious position in the entire auction house.

Spirit Hall elders received such good treatment?

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

The view and lighting were both just right.

Suddenly, a graceful figure in a pink dress entered Ye Yuan's sight.

His heart jolted, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately rose to his feet.

That person's face, every movement she made—why did she look so much like his younger sister, Yan'er?

Ye Yuan suspected that she might merely resemble her, but he immediately dismissed that thought.

Faces could look alike, but habits could not be changed!

When his Yan'er ate candied hawthorns, she always started from the fourth one, and she had a wooden hairpin tucked into her hair.

He saw the pattern on that wooden hairpin clearly. It was the design he had carved himself!

Who was she? How did she have Yan'er's hairpin?