Fish on the Hook, Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Xu Yunchang slapped his still-dazed nephew flying. This time, he used no small amount of force.

Young Master Xu's entire face was beaten out of shape.

With his outstanding eyesight, Ye Ling even saw several of Young Master Xu's teeth knocked right out.

His whole body shot out like a meteor, actually slapped straight out of the open ground used for testing weapons.

"It was my failure to discipline him properly. Please calm your anger, Your Excellency."

After sending Young Master Xu flying, Xu Yunchang bowed again to Kong Deming.

"Mr. Xu, if you want us to forgive you, why use that slap to send your own nephew away?"

"Do you really think we can't see through that?"

Kong Deming did not speak, but Ye Ling beside him gave a soft laugh.

In truth, everyone present could naturally guess Xu Yunchang's intention. It was just that the only one who dared say it aloud was Ye Ling.

"And you are?"

In fact, Xu Yunchang had noticed this boy with such extraordinary looks and bearing long ago. He simply did not know his identity, and now this was a perfect chance to probe.

"This is my Young Master."

Kong Deming said to Xu Yunchang.

In an instant, everyone's gazes turned to Ye Ling.

Even Xu Yunchang's brows twitched sharply.

To be addressed as Young Master by a Titled Douluo who possessed a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring.

Then how powerful must his teacher, and the force behind him, be?

"May I ask... may I ask how this young master should be addressed?"

Cold sweat kept trickling down Xu Yunchang's forehead, and his expression grew more and more terrified.

"My surname is Ye."

Ye Ling looked at Xu Yunchang with a faint, ambiguous smile.

"Boss Xu, we came here in all sincerity to auction off a treasure, and at first, we had no intention of revealing our identities."

"But when your people failed to force a sale on us, they were even prepared to rob us outright."

"Now, right in front of me, you used the excuse of physical punishment to send your own nephew away."

"In my view, this Grand Auction House of yours must be tired of staying in business, right?"

When Kong Deming heard this, the aura around him changed abruptly.

A circle of invisible silver light instantly enveloped the entire auction house.

Everyone only felt their bodies grow heavy, and then they could no longer control themselves at all. Even Xu Yunchang, a Soul Douluo, was no exception.

This was precisely Kong Deming's Life-Bound Soul Tool, the Silver Moon Divine Light Barrier.

"Spare... spare... spare... my life!"

Although Xu Yunchang could not move, he was still a Soul Douluo, after all.

With Kong Deming deliberately going easy on him, he struggled with extreme difficulty and squeezed two slurred words from his throat.

"This Your Excellency, the Xu Family are, after all, in-laws of the Heaven Dou Empire's Royal Family. Please, for the sake of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, stay your hand for now."

From the sky above, a steady male voice rang out, entering the ears of everyone present clearly and without mistake.

Ye Ling raised his brows at the sound.

If one were to say who on the entire continent had the greatest demand for soul tools, and could also afford the payment, then it could only be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He had caused such a commotion here for so long, and had even planned to auction off a soul tool at the beginning. Wasn't it all to draw in the wealthy fat cat that was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Now that the fish had finally taken the bait, Ye Ling also let out a breath of relief.

"Elder Kong, release them."

Ye Ling gave Kong Deming a slight shake of the head.

After receiving the instruction, Kong Deming waved his hand, and the Silver Moon Divine Light Barrier trapping the entire auction house scattered.

Almost at the same moment Kong Deming withdrew the Silver Moon Divine Light Barrier, a black hole instantly formed in front of Xu Yunchang.

A middle-aged man in plain white clothes with a refined appearance, and an elderly man draped in a black robe, tall in build but with sparse hair, stepped out from the black hole.

The middle-aged man saw the nine spirit rings beneath Kong Deming's feet at a glance.

Especially when he saw that the ninth spirit ring was a red 100,000-Year Spirit Ring, his pupils shrank.

The black-robed elder was no exception. His gaze toward Kong Deming was also filled with vigilance.

The two yellow, two purple, and five black spirit rings beneath his feet were also flickering faintly, as if contending with Kong Deming.

"I am Ning Fengzhi, sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"This is the sect-protecting Douluo of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Bone Douluo Gu Rong."

The middle-aged man was indeed Ning Fengzhi. After introducing himself, he cupped his hands toward Kong Deming again.

"This Your Excellency seems unfamiliar. May I ask Your Excellency's title and name?"

"Title, Silver Moon."

Kong Deming remained aloof.

To him, things like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and some sect-protecting Douluo were simply not worth mentioning.

"Silver Moon?"

Ning Fengzhi murmured it several times.

He had originally been in the palace discussing the Crown Prince's apprenticeship with Xue Ye. He had not expected to suddenly sense pressure at the Titled Douluo level.

That was why he had rushed to the Grand Auction House in such a hurry.

He had not expected that the one releasing a Titled Douluo's pressure would actually be a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring!

And that silver light barrier just now had actually sealed off the space of the entire Grand Auction House.

Even Gu Rong, the person most skilled in spatial attributes on the whole continent, had been unable to break through it. That clearly showed the strength of the Titled Douluo before him.

However, Ning Fengzhi was certain he had never heard of the title "Silver Moon."

Most likely, even Spirit Hall had no record of this title.

"Your Excellency Silver Moon, the Grand Auction House is an asset of the Heaven Dou Empire. If you have any dissatisfaction or demands, you may state them plainly."

Ning Fengzhi said very sincerely.

"Demands? Dissatisfaction?"

Ye Ling gave a cold laugh and pointed at the trembling Xu Yunchang to the side.

"Come, Boss Xu, explain the reason to Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Pitiful Xu Yunchang, a mighty Soul Douluo-level expert, had no choice but to step forward under the pressure of a Titled Douluo and quietly explain everything that had happened to Ning Fengzhi.

After Ning Fengzhi heard it, his expression turned strange.

No matter how one looked at this matter, the Grand Auction House was in the wrong.

They had tried to rob a Titled Douluo, and damn it, a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring at that. This was simply courting death!

"This Your Excellency, this matter was the Grand Auction House's fault. Whatever compensation you require, you may state it. I imagine the Grand Auction House will certainly agree."

When Kong Deming heard this, however, he turned his gaze to Ye Ling.

Noticing Kong Deming's gaze, Ning Fengzhi could not help but look toward Ye Ling as well.

"Sect Master Ning, we originally came here today to sell a weapon capable of killing a Spirit Saint, but unexpectedly suffered such treatment."

After a moment of thought, Ye Ling said this.

"Our demand is not much. We do not need things like Soul Bones or wealth, but we are lacking some rare metals."

"If the Grand Auction House can compensate us with some rare metals, then this matter ends here. How about it?"

Before Ning Fengzhi could say anything, Xu Yunchang at the side nodded repeatedly, unable to wait.

"Of course, of course. Our Grand Auction House often receives all kinds of strange metals consigned from various places."

"As long as you are willing, Your Excellency may take all of these metals away. Consider it our apology to the two of you."