Kill Fan Lao

"Seven million five hundred thousand!"

Seeing that Mo Tianxing and Fang Yan had agreed not to compete with him for this Earth-tier Dou Technique, Fan Lao added his bid.

At this moment, the entire auction house fell into a deathly silence; no one dared to raise the price further.

Yao Chen glanced at Fan Lao, his interest in the man becoming increasingly apparent.

"Sect Leader Fan has bid seven million five hundred thousand. Is there anyone else willing to increase the bid? If not, this scroll of Earth-tier Dou Technique shall belong to Sect Leader Fan."

As the auctioneer's gavel fell, this Earth-tier Low-level Dou Technique, Earth-Splitting Mountain-Crushing Strike, was finally sold to Fan Lao for seven million five hundred thousand.

Fan Lao then expressed his gratitude to Mo Tianxing of the Black Emperor Sect and Fang Yan of the Demon Flame Valley.

"The two of you, I thank you in advance. If you ever need help from this one in the future, my Blood Sect will certainly provide all our strength to assist."

After thanking the two of them, Fan Lao prepared to leave the Black Seal Auction House, feeling that the ancient Soul Technique was far less beneficial to his own improvement than this Earth-tier Dou Technique, making any further stay unnecessary.

After retrieving the medicinal pills and the Dou Technique he had previously auctioned and completing the handover, Fan Lao led his subordinates and quietly departed.

Once outside the Black Seal Auction House, Fan Lao and his entourage flew rapidly toward the city gates, eager to return to the Blood Sect as soon as possible.

Sensing that Fan Lao had already left the auction house, Yao Chen spoke to Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian.

"Little girl, Little Yanzi, you two stay here and watch. If there is anything you fancy, just call out the price and buy it. This master is going to retrieve something. When the final pressure-packed item, the ancient Soul Technique, appears, trigger the soul imprint on your bodies, and this master will return."

Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian realized that Yao Chen intended to snatch the treasure from Fan Lao, so they whispered.

"Teacher, do you need us to go along and help?"

"No need, just stay here. There is no point in alerting the enemy by bringing too many people; I can handle them alone."

Yao Chen feared that if they all left, there would be no one here to secure the Soul Technique.

"Understood, Teacher." Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian agreed.

Just as they were speaking, the Blood Sect leader, Fan Lao, led his party of men flying out of the city.

Yao Chen flashed, using the Flying Thunder God, and in an instant, he appeared before Fan Lao and his group.

Seeing Yao Chen dressed in a black robe with his face deliberately obscured, Fan Lao immediately grew wary and shouted at him.

"Who goes there, daring to block the path of my Blood Sect? Are you tired of living? Get lost!"

As he finished speaking, several Dou Kings among his subordinates drew their weapons, waiting for Fan Lao's command to rush forward and slaughter the person before them.

"Blood Sect? Never heard of it. Are they very strong?"

Yao Chen smiled faintly, a trace of disdain flickering in his eyes.

Upon hearing Yao Chen's arrogance, the several Dou Kings under Fan Lao immediately charged toward him.

Yao Chen showed little disdain, raising his hand to wave, and a burst of purple light enveloped them.

Those Dou Kings instantly froze, sinking into the illusions created by the Dream-Illusion Blazing Flame.

Seeing this, Fan Lao used his scarlet Dou Qi, attempting to wake them up.

The moment that blood-colored Dou Qi touched them, the men crumbled into ashes, scattered by a gust of wind into the air.

"It is actually a Heavenly Flame? You are not from the Black Corner Region!"

With that, Fan Lao hovered in the air like a ghost, scarlet Dou Qi surging from his body and forming eerie blood mists around him.

His vicious gaze locked onto Yao Chen, as if he wanted to swallow him whole and chew him to pieces.

Suddenly, Fan Lao's figure flickered, transforming into a blood shadow as he lunged at Yao Chen. He flicked his long spear, and a blood-red streak of Dou Qi shot out like a venomous snake, tearing through the air with a sharp, piercing shriek.

Yao Chen's figure retreated rapidly, easily dodging the attack.

Fan Lao, holding the upper hand, refused to let up. He swung his spear without a gap, and wave after wave of blood-red Dou Qi attacks poured down like a torrential rain.

The ground was struck by the Dou Qi, and in the blink of an eye, massive deep pits appeared, with shattered stones flying everywhere.

Fan Lao roared loudly, unleashing a strange Dou Technique. The blood mist on his body suddenly expanded, transforming into countless blood-red tentacles that swept toward Yao Chen.

These tentacles seemed to have a life of their own, twisting incessantly as they surrounded Yao Chen from all directions.

Yao Chen smiled slightly and said with contempt.

"It is time to end this. I have no time to play with you."

A burst of purple light emerged from Yao Chen's body, and those tentacles were instantly ignited, turning into ashes.

Subsequently, the purple flame transformed into a fire snake, wrapping around Fan Lao's entire body.

Fan Lao screamed in agony, begging Yao Chen for mercy.

"Senior, spare my dog life! I will give you whatever you want."

Yao Chen said disdainfully, "No need, I will take it myself."

With that, the fire snake erupted with terrifying heat, and Fan Lao, a four-star Dou Emperor, instantly vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a storage ring.

"Let me see what else is in his storage ring."

With his formidable soul power, Yao Chen wiped away the imprint left by Fan Lao in an instant.

There were not many valuable items in the storage ring; most were low-level auxiliary pills, clothing, weapons, gold coins, and other miscellaneous items.

The only valuable items were the tier-six Phoenix Feather Sky Flame Pill and the Earth-tier low-grade Dou Technique Earth-Splitting Mountain-Crushing Strike just purchased at the auction house, along with a scroll for the Earth-tier low-grade Dou Technique Breglid Blood-Flow Fighting Technique.

How truly poor! His original Earth-tier Dou Technique, the Breglid Blood-Flow Fighting Technique, is also useless; there is no one suitable to practice it.

Yao Chen sighed softly, complaining that for a sect leader, Fan Lao's storage ring was pitifully meager.

Meanwhile, inside the Black Seal Auction House, the atmosphere was exceptionally lively, with several precious items having already been sold.

Xiao Yan had used a Dou Ling Pill to purchase a medicine cauldron; after all, constantly borrowing his teacher's was troublesome.

Xiao Yi Xian had used a Dou Ling Pill to purchase several medicinal herbs suitable for refining into poisons.

"The exciting moment is finally upon us! Next, we will present the grand finale of tonight's auction."

The auctioneer spoke with high spirits on the stage; after all, he received a commission for every item sold, and he had already earned a massive sum from this grand auction held once every three years.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian immediately activated the soul imprint of Yao Chen within their bodies to notify their teacher that the final item had arrived.

Yao Chen sensed the signal sent by them, quickly tidied up the scene, and used the Flying Thunder God to return to Xiao Yan's side.

"Has it started?"

Yao Chen asked his two disciples.

Xiao Yan was startled to suddenly see Yao Chen, but he quickly replied to his teacher.

"It is about to begin, Teacher. How did things go on your end?"

"It is already settled. Now, we just wait to get our hands on this final soul technique."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian felt even greater admiration for Yao Chen.

In such a short span of time, he had dealt with a Dou Emperor powerhouse and several Dou Kings; the strength of their teacher was truly terrifying.