Yang Jun

The Di Lian Flower was a supreme medicinal herb capable of stimulating muscle activity. Those with injured muscles or internal organs could take it to heal quickly and fully recover. Of course, consuming it directly would waste much of its medicinal potency. If it were prepared into a special medicinal liquid, the Spirit Rhinoceros Body Refining Technique, which originally required a year of cultivation to reach the first level, could likely be cultivated to mastery in less than a week!

Di Lian Flowers were exceedingly difficult to find, especially thousand-year-old ones, which were even more precious. In his previous life, even Nie Yun, as an old antique, had found them extremely difficult to seek out, much less now!

Therefore, when planning to prepare body-tempering medicinal liquid, he had never considered using this herb. Yet he had never expected it to suddenly appear at today's auction!

In my previous life, I watched this entire auction. There didn't seem to be any Di Lian Flower, did there? Could it be that because I was reborn, many things have undergone subtle changes?

Nie Yun's greatest shock was not the Di Lian Flower itself. He had attended this auction in his previous life as well, yet he had never heard of this herb. Why had it suddenly appeared in this life?

It seemed that because of his rebirth, he had changed the fated deaths of his sister and mother, and many things had undergone subtle changes. There were already discrepancies with many events in his memories!

"Hah! I must buy this herb!" Letting out a breath, Nie Yun forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and looked toward the enormous jade plaque in the center of the auction house, where the prices from the private rooms were displayed.

The Di Lian Flower began at thirty thousand taels of silver and soon rose to fifty thousand. However, after reaching fifty thousand, the pace of bidding slowed. It seemed that, with many people unable to determine this herb's true value, none were willing to take the risk!

"Sixty thousand!"

Although Nie Yun knew this herb was no less valuable than the Pengxin Snow Lotus, he still restrained his excitement and raised the price bit by bit.

"The guest in Room Seventeen, Second Row, has raised the bid to sixty thousand. Is there anyone willing to bid higher? If not, this thousand-year-old medicinal herb will belong to him. One, two... Ah, good, Room Four, First Row, has bid eighty thousand..."

Just as the auctioneer was counting, the jade plaque flickered, displaying the number eighty thousand.

"They raised it by twenty thousand in one go. It seems Room Four, First Row, is determined to get it!"

"Isn't that so? They added so much at once—what exactly does this Di Lian Flower do to be worth so much?"

There were still some bidders seated in the stands rather than private rooms. Most of them had come to watch the excitement and try their luck at picking up bargains. Seeing Room Four, First Row, suddenly add so much money, they all began discussing it in shock.

Twenty thousand taels of silver was nearly enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary branch family for several years. For common people, it was wealth they could never earn in a lifetime.

Seated in Room Four, First Row, was a young man.

This young man was around twenty years old. His sword-like brows slanted sharply upward, and his neat yellow robes radiated noble authority. His breathing was steady, and with every movement, waves of true energy surged from his body, pure and powerful. He was actually a Body Egress Realm expert at the fifth level of the Energy Sea Realm!

Behind the young man stood two servants in blue. Though not old, they possessed the strength of peak fourth-level Energy Sea Realm cultivators. They stood as straight as spears, their eyes fixed on the auction platform with an arrogant air that looked down upon the world.

"What effect does this Di Lian Flower have that makes it worth Young Master's attention?"

Seeing their usually calm and silent young master suddenly bid eighty thousand, the servant on the left asked curiously.

"Others would certainly regard this Di Lian Flower as an ordinary healing medicine. Even in all of Luoshui City, there are probably few who truly understand its value!" The young man in the seat lightly tapped his fingers against the table, his words carrying a distinctive pride. "But I know it very clearly! A thousand-year-old Di Lian Flower can stimulate muscle activity, enhancing one's reaction speed and strength. If I consume it, my power will definitely double again. At that time, forget the younger generation within the clan—even among the older generation, I will certainly rank among the best!"

"It can stimulate muscle activity? Such a tremendous effect? No wonder Young Master added twenty thousand at once. Hearing such a price, everyone will surely know Young Master is determined to get it and won't dare compete with you any longer!"

"Of course. Young Master always plans every move without a single miscalculation. Just like when dealing with that bastard Yang Yan last time—Young Master used only a small scheme to make him leave the family himself, never daring to return. He dared compete for the position of first heir? Even ten of him would be no match for Young Master!"

Hearing the yellow-robed young man's words, the two servants praised him at once.

If Yang Yan had been here, he would certainly have recognized this young man. He was none other than his half-brother from the same father, Yang Jun!

"Is anyone willing to bid higher than Room Four, First Row... Good, Room Seventeen, Second Row, bids one hundred thousand!"

While the two were speaking, the auctioneer's voice rang out.

"Hm? He knows Young Master wants to buy it, yet he still dares raise the price? What a blind fool! Young Master, shall I investigate him and give him a warning?"

The servant on the left raised his brows and asked Yang Jun.

"No matter. He is probably bidding for the name of a thousand-year-old herb and does not know this herb's true significance. As long as we continue raising the price, he will certainly back down!" Yang Jun waved his hand, giving off the unshakable air of a mountain. "Raise it to one hundred twenty thousand!"

Upon receiving the order, the servant on the right tapped the bidding jade plaque, and the words one hundred twenty thousand immediately appeared in the hall.

"A thousand-year-old medicinal herb is worth one hundred thousand taels of silver at most. Young Master has raised it to one hundred twenty thousand. I doubt anyone in Luoshui City will dare compete with you now!"

"Certainly. Aside from the Four Great Families and Li Fu, Luoshui City's richest man, there are only a handful who can produce one hundred twenty thousand. Even if they can afford it, they would never buy a single medicinal herb!"

Seeing the bid of one hundred twenty thousand, the two servants both laughed.

"It does not matter if someone keeps bidding. Once the auction ends, I can simply find out who it was and teach him a proper lesson, so he understands the consequence of daring to compete with me for something!" Yang Jun lightly dragged a finger across the tabletop. His projected true energy pierced a deep groove into the stone-carved table like a sharp blade.

It could pierce even stone. One could imagine that if this finger struck a person, it would absolutely leave a bloody hole!

"Room Seventeen, Second Row—one hundred forty thousand!"

The instant his words fell, the auctioneer on the stage cried out excitedly again, announcing a price that surpassed his own.

"Hm? Who exactly is in Room Seventeen, Second Row? He actually dares compete with me?" Yang Jun had not expected the other party to keep raising the price just after he had boasted so boldly. His eyes narrowed. "Yang Lin, write on the plaque that the person in Room Four, First Row, is me, Yang Jun, the Yang Family's first heir! If he does not immediately crawl over to apologize and offer compensation upon seeing my name, I will absolutely kill him after the auction!"

"Write your name? Young Master, that would not be quite in accordance with the rules..." Yang Lin, the servant on the right, froze.

"Not in accordance with the rules? Hmph! In Luoshui City, we Four Great Families are the rules! I, the Yang Family's future heir, am the rules!"

Yang Jun rose to his feet. The aura of one long accustomed to power swept through the room, pressing the two servants until sweat streamed down their foreheads.

"Yes!" After hearing his young master's confirmation, Yang Lin stretched his hand toward the bidding jade plaque. A moment later, a line of words appeared on the jade plaque in the hall: "Room Four, First Row. Yang Jun, the Yang Family's first heir—one hundred fifty thousand!"

"Look! The person in Room Four, First Row, actually wrote his name—the Yang Family's first heir!"

"Room Seventeen, Second Row, has hit a nail. I heard long ago that this Yang Family heir is ruthless and vicious. If anyone dares compete with him, they will likely face retaliation the moment they leave!"

"He did not know before, since they were all inside private rooms. Now that Yang Jun has written his name, if the person in Room Seventeen, Second Row, knows what is good for him, he will certainly stop bidding and then send one hundred thousand taels of silver to Yang Jun's room as compensation. Perhaps he may escape this calamity. Otherwise, disaster will truly be at his doorstep!"

"Anyone capable of bidding such a price cannot be a fool. Just watch!"

The moment the buyer's information suddenly appeared on the jade plaque, the auction house erupted into an uproar.

Anyone who was not an idiot could understand that since the person in Room Four, First Row, dared write his name, he was clearly telling his rival that he was determined to obtain the Di Lian Flower and hoped his opponent would not bring ruin upon himself!

In Luoshui City, offending the Four Great Families was no different from courting death!

"Is anyone willing to bid higher than one hundred fifty thousand taels of silver?" The auctioneer's expression turned ugly upon seeing Yang Jun write his name.

An auction was an auction—the highest bidder won. Writing his name like this was clearly a threat. With the Yang Family's first heir determined to get it, who would dare continue bidding?

Although he hoped the person in Room Seventeen, Second Row, would continue raising the price, the auctioneer knew that this Di Lian Flower would certainly be sold at this price. Calling out now was merely going through the motions!

"If no one bids higher, then this Di Lian Flower will be sold to this Mister Yang Jun for one hundred fifty thousand taels. Three, two... Ah!"

In the middle of calling out, the auctioneer suddenly sensed a change in the jade plaque behind him. He glanced at it, and his expression changed dramatically at once!

Not only had a new price appeared on the jade plaque, there was even an additional line of words!

"Room Seventeen, Second Row—two hundred thousand! Bid if you have money; if you don't, get lost. Poor trash, stop pretending to be rich!"

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