After Xiao Yan returned to his residence, he spent the remaining two days staying in his room, quietly awaiting the auction.
At the same time, news about that Third-Tier Alchemist swept through the entire Yan City like a storm.
A Third-Tier Alchemist —this is a figure capable of moving even Dou Di- level expert. Such a person would be treated with utmost respect even by a Dou Di expert. And now, such a figure exists in Yan City. How could the various experts in the city remain unmoved?
Various forces sent people to investigate, seemingly trying to find out the exact origin of the Third-Tier Alchemist. Unfortunately, after two days of investigation, they still found nothing.
And at this moment, it was time for the Yan City Auction to begin.
As the first rays of dawn touched the earth, Yan City, which had been suppressing its emotions all night, quickly became lively.
Inside and outside the city, a massive, flowing crowd surged in. The pale dawn had not yet broken, but the entire Yan City was already overflowing with people.
On every street and alley, countless heads were moving about. In the sky, hundreds of High-Level Half-Emperor rose into the air and stood in the void, waiting for the auction house to open.
Inside a room whose door had been closed for two days, Xiao Yan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, finally opened his eyes slowly.
The moment he opened his eyes, a pale white flame flashed like lightning from the depths of his pupils, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
With a thought, a vast Spiritual Strength surged forth from between his brows, probing the situation in the city outside.
"Um?"
As Xiao Yan's Spiritual Strength spread out, several composed figures in Yan City couldn't help but slightly change the expression on their faces, exchanging glances with curiosity in their eyes.
"So you are that Third-Tier Alchemist?"
Unconsciously, a voice entered Xiao Yan's mind, causing a slight change in the expression on his otherwise unremarkable face.
"I presume you gentlemen are the Dou Di powerhouses who have come to participate in this auction?"
In just a moment, the expression on Xiao Yan's face returned to calm.
As powerful Dou Di) experts, their sensitivity to the world around them is naturally far superior to that of ordinary Half-Emperor. Even though it is a Third-Tier Alchemist's soul probe, as long as the alchemist's Spiritual Strength has not reached a certain level, they can still detect it.
"Hehe, Master, you must be here for this auction. In that case, we would like to invite you for a chat."
The status and position of Third-Tier Alchemist made even these usually arrogant Dou Di powerhouses dare not be careless in the slightest.
While a Dou Di expert is formidable, he is ultimately just one person no matter where he goes. But an alchemist is different. Even if a High-Level Alchemist isn't particularly strong, he will be surrounded by people wherever he goes. Such a person is not to be trifled with.
As the saying goes, alchemists are like a hornet's nest; poke it and it'll explode. They don't want to mess with such terrifying creatures.
"I appreciate your kindness, but I think it's unnecessary to accept your invitation."
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes. How could he not guess what these guys were planning? However, he was currently surrounded by enemies, and he was unwilling to reveal his identity easily unless necessary, as that would not do him any good.
Upon hearing this, the group frowned inwardly. However, they knew that alchemists were known for their eccentricities, which was common, and it was normal for them not to accept invitations. What they found regrettable was that a Third-Tier Alchemist was someone they couldn't easily miss!
If you can befriend such a person, that would be ideal. But if not, you should absolutely not make an enemy of them. Otherwise, even if they are both powerful Dou Di experts, they will not be able to bear the consequences.
Inside the room, Xiao Yan's thoughts stirred, and the Spiritual Strength that had been spreading out quickly recoiled like a deflated balloon, being completely withdrawn by Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye.
"Call..."
Xiao Yan let out a long breath and frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that Third-Tier Alchemist could have such influence, with even Dou Di experts treating him with such courtesy. He wondered when he would be able to truly reach that level himself.
What Xiao Yan just released was merely the Spiritual Strength lent to him by Gu You. His own Spiritual Strength was even somewhat inferior to Xu Songming's. As for becoming Third-Tier Alchemist, who knows when that would be?
"Come in, the door's unlocked."
The next moment, just as Murong Qianqian Xiao Yan was about to knock on the door, Xiao Yan suddenly uttered this sentence out of nowhere.
Outside the door, Murong Qianqian heard Xiao Yan's words and then slightly pursed her lips. She then pushed open the door with her jade-like hand and walked into the room.
"Hey, the auction is about to start, why are you still in your room? There are so many people attending the auction, even with your abilities, you won't be able to get in if you arrive late. Are you not planning to participate in the auction?!"
The girl's words carried a hint of displeasure. Ever since leaving Thousand Medicine Pavilion two days ago, the girl in front of him had been calling Xiao Yan "Hey, Hey" repeatedly. Although he couldn't stand the sound, Xiao Yan still responded with a wry smile.
"Hehe, alright, I'm awake now. This auction is going to be big, I need to prepare something, otherwise, what will I use to compete with those guys?"
With a slight smile, Xiao Yan didn't dwell on the girl's address. He then slapped the bed beneath him with both hands, and instantly, his body, which had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, stood up as if on a spring.
His dark eyes slowly rose, looking at the girl before him, a faint smile playing on his lips. He said:
"Let's go to the auction house. Someone will pick us up there."
With a light laugh, Xiao Yan took the first step and headed straight for the door.
Afterwards, Murong Qianqian looked at Xiao Yan in front of her with a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes. She couldn't help but scratch her head lightly. Ever since the incident two days ago, she felt that there was something different about Xiao Yan in front of her, but she didn't know exactly what was different.
The girl slightly pursed her lips, then thought for a moment, and couldn't help but feel curious. Xiao Yan said that someone would pick them up when they arrived at the auction house. What did that mean?