Xiao Ning Breaks Down the Door

"Sir, I'm Gu Ni, chief alchemist of the Mittel Auction House. Your bottle of elixir can be auctioned, but I suggest waiting two days. This item is simply too precious—if you give us two days to promote it, it'll certainly fetch a better price." Gu Ni hurried over to Xiao Ni, his face filled with respect.

"I don't really mind. Just tell me the starting price." Xiao Ni spoke in an aged, indifferent voice.

He had studied voice acting in his previous life, so changing his tone and pitch wasn't difficult for him. What he was imitating now was Yao Lao's voice.

"We'll set the starting price at between one hundred fifty thousand and two hundred thousand gold coins. What do you think?" Gu Ni asked respectfully.

"That works. I'll come back in two days." Xiao Ni answered blandly, then left without waiting for Gu Ni to speak.

"Ah, I was going to give that sir a VIP card." Gu Ni sighed helplessly. Forget it. I'll just have Ya Fei give him one next time we meet.

"What a shame. I'd wanted to see Ya Fei." After leaving the Mittel Auction House, Xiao Ni quickly entered an empty alley, took off his black robe, and stored it in the pocket of storage space the system had opened within his body. "Well, maybe next time."

He only had one thousand gold coins on him right now. There was no way he would attend the auction just to see Ya Fei—that would be far too shabby. His principle was simple: either he didn't attend auctions at all, or he bought the auction's grand finale item. Of course, if the auction was selling something that belonged to him, he could also go and watch the show.

In any case, he had already obtained all the Heavenly Flames. Most auction items no longer held any appeal for him. Even though his strength was low and he could only unleash around two percent of the Heavenly Flames' power, it would still be difficult for anyone below the three-star Dou Master level to kill him.

Although he wasn't invincible, he still had three Dou King Trial Cards. Each one lasted ten minutes. There were plenty of places in the Jia Ma Empire where he could walk sideways now—what did a tiny Wutan City amount to?

That said, the system's early rewards were so generous that he was worried there might be no rewards left in the middle and later stages.

Forget it. As long as the system gave him enough powerful items to turn him into an unparalleled expert, it wouldn't matter if the rewards stopped later on.

"Bathing in Foundation Elixir really feels great." Back within the Xiao Household, Xiao Ni poured the last bottle of Foundation Elixir into a wooden tub and soaked for a full two hours. Although his Dou Qi had only grown slightly denser, he was already quite satisfied.

After all, he was now a six-star Fighter. Further breakthroughs wouldn't be easy. Perhaps Xun'er and Xiao Yan could make progress within two days, but he would need at least two months.

"Hm?" Xiao Ni's brows suddenly furrowed. He sensed four people cautiously approaching his room from outside. They're up to no good!

Xiao Ni didn't think these people had come to do anything nice. They had pranked him plenty of times before. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have humiliated himself who knew how many times already.

In fact, he had noticed someone watching him when he entered the room. Those guys had held back for a full two hours. Were they finally about to make their move? What kind of prank did they want to pull on him this time?

"Brother Ning, that trash Xiao Ni has been bathing in his room for two whole hours. Is he really planning to stay trash for the rest of his life?"

"With his talent, he'd struggle to become a Fighter even if he cultivated his whole life. What else can he do besides give up on himself?"

The two youths mocked Xiao Ni in low voices. Xiao Ning, who stood between them, suddenly stopped, his expression turning grave. "Three years ago, he directly broke through three stages of Dou Qi and successfully passed the coming-of-age ceremony. Now his door is tightly shut, and there's a faint strange fragrance coming from inside. I suspect he's secretly cultivating with some special method."

"I think I smelled this fragrance outside Xiao Yan's door yesterday too," the third youth said softly.

"Xiao Yan?" Xiao Ning shot the third youth a surprised glance, then quickened his pace and strode over to pound heavily on Xiao Ni's door. "Xiao Ni, I know you're in there! Come out!"

"Xiao Ning, did you bring so many people here because you want to tear down my room?" Xiao Ni replied lazily, with no intention of opening the door for him.

As one of the most detestable members of the Xiao Household in its early days, Xiao Ning was someone Xiao Ni naturally had no desire to deal with. As for the future, that would depend on Xiao Ning's behavior.

"You're hiding in there so sneakily. You definitely aren't doing anything good! I suspect you're cultivating some kind of forbidden art. Open the door now!" Xiao Ning snapped.

Xiao Yan at least showed some restraint around him, but Xiao Ni gave him no face whatsoever. If Xun'er hadn't always protected Xiao Ni, he would have crippled him long ago!

The talk about forbidden arts was merely an excuse. He simply wanted to see what Xiao Ni was doing. If whatever Xiao Ni was doing benefited cultivation, then Xiao Ning would definitely claim a large share of it.

"Since you already know I'm cultivating a forbidden art, why would I possibly open the door for you?" Xiao Ni followed Xiao Ning's logic.

"You!" Xiao Ning was infuriated by Xiao Ni's retort. He stamped his foot in anger, then threatened, "If you still refuse to open the door, I'll break in!"

"Then go ahead and try." Xiao Ni still refused to yield. He was practically hoping Xiao Ning would break his door so he could extort him for a hefty sum afterward.

With that in mind, Xiao Ni dried himself off and got dressed.

"Fine, I will!" Xiao Ning could endure no longer. His fist, brimming with dense Dou Qi, shot forward. Several savage cracks appeared across Xiao Ni's door, and half a breath later, it shattered into pieces. "Xiao Ni, what forbidden art are you cultivating?"

After barging into the room, Xiao Ning questioned Xiao Ni. Then, from the corner of his eye, he quickly spotted the clear water in the wooden tub, which had turned dark blue.

"Brother Ning, why is his bathwater blue? He really is cultivating a forbidden art!" The first youth confidently pointed at the wooden tub.

"Xiao Ni, you're secretly cultivating a forbidden art! Are you trying to bring shame upon the Xiao Household?" The second youth continued fanning the flames.

"Xiao Ni, how do you explain this?" Xiao Ning stared coldly at Xiao Ni and demanded an answer.

He believed Xiao Ni's breakthrough three years ago was most likely related to that blue liquid. As for those two idiots, if they thought Xiao Ni was cultivating a forbidden art, then let it be a forbidden art.

"There's nothing to explain. Since you've discovered it, there's no need for me to keep pretending. Watch carefully—this forbidden art of mine is called... Blood-Sucking Palm!" Xiao Ni stretched lazily. As his voice fell, his hand suddenly clawed at the air.

"Urgh."

The next instant, a violent gust swept through the room. The third youth groaned as an inexplicable suction force dragged him before Xiao Ni. Dozens of drops of blood floated out of his body, and his face instantly turned much paler.

Half a breath later, Xiao Ni withdrew his palm. The third youth rolled his eyes resentfully before fainting on the spot.

What the hell was that? He hadn't said a single word after entering the room, so why had Xiao Ni targeted him? The other three had all spoken—why didn't Xiao Ni suck their blood instead?

"Did you see that clearly?" Xiao Ni fixed Xiao Ning with a gloomy stare, already calculating how much compensation Xiao Ning would have to pay him.

At its peak, the Blood-Sucking Palm could draw out a person's blood. Xiao Ning, the strongest among the four, was only at the eighth stage of Dou Qi. If Xiao Ni wished, he could drain all their blood within ten breaths.