Not Happy? Flip the Table!

Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to Xiao Yan, Fan Ling felt inexplicably annoyed.

He looked Xiao Yan and Hai Bodong up and down, and after confirming that they had no memories of each other, he immediately judged them to be outsiders who had just arrived in the Black-Corner Region.

So, no longer suppressing his emotions, Fan Ling narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You country bumpkin from out of town, all you know how to do is film useless stuff. Calling you stupid is absolutely true."

Xiao Yan's expression beneath the mask held a hint of helplessness.

Does he really have some kind of intelligence-deficient aura or a knack for mocking others?

Or has Fan Ling's brain been damaged from practicing the Blood Sect's Cultivation Technique?

"This is truly speechless." Xiao Yan rubbed his forehead and uttered the second number. "2."

Fan Ling watched as Xiao Yan continued reciting numbers without any intention of resisting, and curled his lip in boredom.

He stopped looking at Xiao Yan; he didn't care about the junk Xiao Yan had taken anyway.

Xiao Yan stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "The 'lower intelligence' aura and the 'mocking constitution' are fake, and I didn't pretend to be weak like my original self. I also put on a good show for others, so why do I still attract so much hatred?"

"Could it be because of two evolutions?"

On closer inspection, it's not entirely impossible...

The unique qualities that come with evolution are essentially about making myself stand out.

This kind of demeanor makes it easier for friendly people to believe what I say and develop a favorable impression of me.

"And in the eyes of those narrow-minded people, it's easy for them to become hostile towards me."

Xiao Yan felt as if he had guessed some kind of truth.

The auction was still ongoing.

On the auction stage, a scroll of Dou Skill appeared.

The white-haired old man unfurled the scroll, revealing a pair of bat wings crackling with electric arcs to everyone's eyes.

The next items to be auctioned are:

Flying Dou Technique: Thunder Bat Sky Wings!

"The value of Flying Dou Technique goes without saying. Only Dou Wang expert can use their Dou Qi Transformation Wings and fly in the air. With Flying Dou Technique, you can fly in the air at the Dou Ling, Da Dou Shi, Dou Master, and even Dou Zhe stages."

"At that time, whether chasing an opponent or fleeing when outmatched, Flying Dou Technique will prove extremely valuable!"

"Therefore, the starting bid for this Flying Dou Technique is one million gold coins!"

Everyone can start bidding!

Below, Fan Ling showed an expression of interest.

The auction has been going on for so long, and he hasn't bought a single item yet, but he's very wealthy.

These Thunder Bat Sky Wings were the first thing he truly wanted, so he wasn't going to miss out.

"One million three hundred thousand!" Fan Ling announced, his voice echoing throughout the auction hall, carrying a subtle hint of threat.

Many people immediately backed down when they saw that it was Fan Ling who spoke, in the face of the Blood Sect's power and the high price.

Among those present, only a few individuals from powerful backgrounds or possessing considerable strength were still somewhat eager to try their luck, pondering whether to raise the price.

However, Fan Ling didn't pay much attention to these people. He looked at Xiao Yan, thinking that only the generous Xiao Yan could possibly make him lose the bid.

"I'll take this. If you want to bid, then you'd better think about the consequences beforehand," Fan Ling threatened without any attempt to hide his intentions.

On the crystal platform, the white-haired old man's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Young Master Fan, please abide by the rules of the auction house. You are not allowed to threaten other customers!"

Fan Ling glanced coldly at the white-haired old man, still somewhat wary of the Eight-Fan Sect, so he stopped talking at the right moment, but his eyes remained coldly fixed on Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan treated this purely as training to resist interference, completely ignoring Fan Ling, and calmly offered his price as before. "One million five hundred thousand gold coins."

Fan Ling's expression changed, and his eye twitched. He took a deep breath and offered again. "One million seven hundred thousand gold coins!"

Xiao Yan continued, "Two million gold coins."

Fan Ling gritted his teeth, remembering that he had come for the last few good items and couldn't waste too many gold coins on a Flying Dou Technique, so he stopped bidding.

Therefore, Xiao Yan won the Flying Dou Technique for two million gold coins, which was one hundred thousand more than Fan Ling in the original novel.

Xiao Yan didn't feel he was at a loss; he had already begun to consider who should receive the Thunder Bat Sky Wings.

However, before he could ponder for long, the next item on the auction stage made his expression instantly serious.

Simply because it was a fragment of a map!

"The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame Map Fragment, Yan'er, your good fortune is truly beyond words! Quickly, take it!" Yao Lao's voice entered Xiao Yan's mind through soul transmission.

Xiao Yan nodded silently. When the white-haired old man on the crystal platform set the starting bid for the fragment at 100,000 gold coins, he immediately offered 150,000 gold coins.

Fan Ling narrowed his eyes, keenly noticing a subtle change in Xiao Yan's voice, a hint of seriousness and impatience in it?

This is something that none of the previous things could achieve.

Is there some significance to this fragment?

Fan Ling swept his cold gaze across the crowd and said, "Seventeen thousand!"

Xiao Yan remained calm, ignoring Fan Ling, and continued to bid, "Two hundred thousand."

Fan Ling hesitated for a moment, then, remembering he still had so many gold coins, continued his offer, "Two hundred and one thousand!"

Beside him, a guard with the cultivation level of Dou Ling reminded him, "Young Master, this fragment is clearly worthless and not worth so many gold coins."

Fan Ling said menacingly, "Shut up, I don't need you to order me around!"

Xiao Yan was getting annoyed, or perhaps he was eager to finally see the incomplete map. Too lazy for words, he directly and drastically increased the price. "Three hundred thousand."

Fan Ling stopped competing.

In the auction house, few people were still thinking about winning anything; they just wanted to see how much this super-rich Xiao Yan could buy.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan would spend so much money on this incomplete map.

They all looked at Xiao Yan with eyes that seemed to think he was an idiot, realizing. "This guy isn't trying to buy up all the items in the auction, is he? He's even willing to pay such a high price for this broken, incomplete map just to do so."

"Yeah, otherwise who would pay such a high price for this piece of junk?"

"Who is this person who does something so stupid?"

Xiao Yan naturally heard these discussions. He looked at the Demonic Lotus Flame Fragment Map on the crystal platform and thought to himself, "The Demonic Lotus Flame Fragment Map is right in front of me. As long as I can get it, nothing else matters."

In that case, it seems there's no need to continue this unpleasant auction game.

Xiao Yan realized that in this Black-Seal City, with his strength, there was no need for him to use his brain or play mind games with anyone, much less to play dumb and suffer humiliation for nothing.

I came here hoping to experience an auction and find some enjoyment, but now it seems like I haven't.

Since that's the case...

"3," Xiao Yan announced another number.

Just as everyone in the auction was wondering what Xiao Yan meant by inexplicably calling out another number,

Xiao Yan looked at Hai Bodong and slowly said, "Elder Hai,"

I originally went to the auction house intending to enjoy the auction process.

But I found that I wasn't as happy as I had imagined.

Once is enough, twice is enough, but three times is not enough, yet they annoyed me three times.

What should I do?

Hai Bodong replied earnestly, "Please feel free to give your orders, young friend."

Xiao Yan nodded and continued, "Elder Hai, I don't think I'm suited to pretending to be calm and collected."

I prefer the idea of overwhelming force with violence, where you don't have to think at all. What do you think?

Hai Bodong said, "I think it's very good."

Xiao Yan's voice carried a hint of amusement. "I see."

"Then let's just flip the table."

"Elder Hai, let's kill that guy who annoyed me twice first."

Hai Bodong looked at Fan Ling, his icy Dou Qi emanating from his body. "Understood!"