"Six hundred thousand."
After calling out his bid, Nalan Su turned to glance at Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan sat in the corner, his expression unchanged.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand," Xiao Xuan said.
Nalan Su frowned.
He turned back again and stared at Xiao Xuan.
"Seven hundred thousand," Nalan Su said in a deep voice.
"Seven hundred and fifty thousand." Xiao Xuan remained expressionless.
Nalan Su's face darkened somewhat.
One of the attendants beside him whispered, "Master, that brat is clearly determined to compete with us."
Nalan Su said nothing.
The Mystic Heart Pill was a fifth-grade medicinal pill. There were only a few of them in the entire Jia Ma Empire.
He had come to the auction house specifically for this pill.
Nalan Yanran was cultivating at the Misty Cloud Sect and needed a pill like this to strengthen her foundation.
Seven hundred thousand Gold Coins were already the limit of what he could afford.
Anything higher would not be worth it.
Yet he was unwilling to give up.
Nalan Su took a deep breath, rose to his feet, and walked toward Xiao Xuan.
He stopped before Xiao Xuan and looked down at him from above.
"Young brother."
Xiao Xuan raised his head and looked at him.
"I intend to buy this Mystic Heart Pill for my daughter," Nalan Su said. "Her name is Nalan Yanran, and she is a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect."
Xiao Xuan looked at him without speaking.
"If you are willing to withdraw from the bidding, the Nalan Clan will remember this favor," Nalan Su said.
Though his tone was polite, the meaning behind his words was plain.
A disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect.
The Nalan Clan.
Once those two names were brought out, ordinary people would have long since backed down.
Xiao Xuan withdrew his gaze.
"Eight hundred thousand."
Nalan Su's smile froze on his face.
He stared at Xiao Xuan, the chill in his eyes growing thicker and thicker.
"Young brother, are you refusing to give the Nalan Clan face?"
Xiao Xuan ignored him.
Nalan Su's expression completely darkened.
"Good. Very good."
He lowered his voice.
"Young brother, let me offer you some advice. There are some things you are not qualified to possess."
Xiao Xuan turned to look at him.
"Are you finished?"
Nalan Su was momentarily stunned.
"If you're finished, go back to your seat," Xiao Xuan said blandly.
Nalan Su's face turned livid.
He glared at Xiao Xuan for several seconds before turning and returning to his seat.
On the auction stage.
The auctioneer looked around the room.
"Eight hundred thousand. Is there anyone offering more?"
No one spoke.
"Eight hundred thousand, going once."
"Eight hundred thousand, going twice."
"Eight hundred thousand, going three times."
"Sold."
The auctioneer's small hammer fell.
"Congratulations to this honored guest for obtaining the fifth-grade medicinal pill, the Mystic Heart Pill."
Xiao Xuan stood and headed toward the back.
Nalan Su sat in his seat, watching Xiao Xuan's retreating figure, the coldness in his eyes nearly overflowing.
Xiao Xuan paid the Gold Coins in the back and received the Mystic Heart Pill.
A fifth-grade medicinal pill.
It was perfectly round, with a faint pattern across its surface, giving off a rich medicinal fragrance.
Xiao Xuan placed the pill into his Storage Ring and turned to leave the auction house.
He had only taken a few steps beyond the entrance when Nalan Su's voice came from behind him.
"Stop."
Xiao Xuan halted and turned around.
Nalan Su hurried over with several attendants.
"Hand over the pill," Nalan Su said coldly.
Xiao Xuan looked at him.
"Why should I?"
"That pill was the one I had my eye on first," Nalan Su said.
"You had your eye on it first?" Xiao Xuan said. "At an auction, the highest bidder gets it. Does merely wanting it make it yours?"
Nalan Su's face sank.
"Brat, I advise you not to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
"Refuse a toast?" Xiao Xuan looked at him. "And what if I do?"
A trace of killing intent flashed through Nalan Su's eyes.
"Are you truly determined to oppose the Nalan Clan?"
"The Nalan Clan?" The corner of Xiao Xuan's mouth lifted slightly. "As expected, a pack of shameless scoundrels."
Nalan Su's face instantly turned livid.
"What did you say?"
"I said the Nalan Clan is full of shameless people," Xiao Xuan said.
Nalan Su trembled with rage.
He abruptly waved his hand.
"Take him down."
The attendants behind him immediately rushed forward.
Four Dou Ling-level experts.
The Dou Qi within their bodies erupted at the same time as they lunged at Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan stood where he was without moving at all.
Only when the four men's attacks were about to strike him did he raise a hand.
He sent out a palm strike.
"Bang!"
A dull boom rang out.
All four men were sent flying backward at once, crashing heavily onto the ground.
They spat out blood, then closed their eyes, never to breathe again.
Four Dou Ling experts.
One move.
All dead.
Nalan Su's pupils abruptly shrank.
He looked at the bodies of his four attendants, his face turning deathly pale.
Those had been four Dou Ling-level experts.
In the Jia Ma Empire, Dou Lings were already considered formidable experts.
Yet before this youth, they could not even withstand a single move?
Xiao Xuan withdrew his hand and looked at Nalan Su.
"Do you still want the pill?"
Nalan Su's expression was ugly.
He stared at Xiao Xuan and gritted his teeth.
"Brat, don't be too arrogant."
"My father, Nalan Jie, is a Dou Wang, and my daughter, Nalan Yanran, is a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect."
"You killed members of my Nalan Clan. Neither the Nalan Clan nor the Misty Cloud Sect will let you off."
Xiao Xuan looked at him.
"Are you finished?"
Nalan Su froze for a moment.
Xiao Xuan took a step forward.
The Dou Qi within his body suddenly erupted.
The aura of a peak five-star Dou Emperor burst forth without restraint.
An immense pressure bore down upon Nalan Su.
Nalan Su's expression changed instantly.
He felt as though a mountain were crushing his body, making even breathing difficult.
A Dou Emperor.
This youth, who looked no older than fifteen or sixteen, was actually a Dou Emperor.
Nalan Su's mind went blank.
A Dou Emperor in his teens.
There was not another one like him in the entire Jia Ma Empire.
Someone like that had to be nurtured by a powerful force.
He could not afford to offend him.
Neither could the Nalan Clan.
Nalan Su's legs began to weaken.
He swallowed with difficulty, his voice trembling.
"My lord... this is a misunderstanding. It is all a misunderstanding."
Xiao Xuan looked at him without speaking.
"I failed to recognize your greatness and offended you, my lord," Nalan Su hurriedly said. "You won the pill fairly through your own means, so naturally it belongs to you."
"I, Nalan Su, apologize to you."
"Please be magnanimous, my lord, and do not lower yourself to my level."
His voice was filled with panic.
Xiao Xuan looked at him calmly.
"Are you finished?"
Nalan Su hurriedly nodded.
"If you're finished, get lost," Xiao Xuan said blandly.
Nalan Su felt as though he had been granted a pardon.
He did not dare say another word. He did not even spare a glance for the bodies of his attendants before turning and fleeing.
Xiao Xuan watched his figure disappear at the end of the street before withdrawing his gaze.
He turned and headed toward the city gate.
The Nalan Clan.
Nalan Su staggered into the main hall.
Nalan Jie sat in the seat of honor, holding a cup of tea.
Seeing his son in such a bedraggled state, he frowned.
"What happened?"
Nalan Su dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Father, I've caused trouble."
Nalan Jie set down his teacup and looked at him.
"Explain yourself."
Nalan Su took a deep breath and recounted what had happened outside the auction house.
After listening, Nalan Jie's face instantly turned livid.
He abruptly rose to his feet.
"What did you say? You offended a Dou Emperor who was only in his teens?"
Nalan Su lowered his head, not daring to speak.
"Have you lost your mind?" Nalan Jie shouted angrily. "Do you even understand what it means for someone in their teens to be a Dou Emperor?"
"Someone like that must be backed by a major power."
"You actually dared to threaten him? You even dared to attack him?"
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