I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 277: Cao Youqian – I Never Used to Pay Spirit Stones

Chapter 277: Cao Youqian – I Never Used to Pay Spirit Stones When Shopping

As evening approached, the auction was nearing its end.

Cao Youqian patted Ye Beixuan on the shoulder. "Junior Brother Ye, in a bit, go retrieve those two auction items by yourself. Rember to deliberately slow your pace and glance around frequently when picking them up."

Everyone present was no stranger to the cultivation world; the mont they heard this, they imdiately understood Cao Youqian's intentions.

Ye Beixuan subconsciously asked, "Senior Brother Cao, how big a fish are you trying to catch this ti?"

Cao Youqian shrugged. "I've never paid spirit stones when shopping before. Since I've bled so much this ti, I naturally need to recover so of it from those with ulterior motives.

If no one bears ill intent toward us, we'll treat it as if nothing happened. But if soone does, then they can't bla us for using our strength to bully them."

Xiao Chen rubbed his forehead. "Daqian, that's not what 'bullying the weak' ans. And your bait this ti might lure a Nirvana cultivator."

Cao Youqian shrugged again. "I'm Wendao Academy's number one scoundrel. As long as it's not a disciple from a Holy Land, it still counts as bullying the weak."

"…"

Everyone was speechless—except Han Paopao, who looked visibly excited. Normally, he was the one being chased. Now, at last, he had a chance to chase soone else.

Cao Youqian pulled over a dozen black cloaks from his storage ring.

"To prevent those guys from running as soon as they see us, we'd better put these cloaks on first."

"Fine. As your senior brother, I'll play along for a while. Hopefully, those guys are sensible enough not to give Junior Brother Ye any trouble."

Xiao Chen accepted the cloak from Cao Youqian and changed out of his original black robe.

Just as everyone finished changing, a familiar voice ca from within the private room.

"Daqian, give this old man one too."

As the voice of Marquis Yishan rang out, his figure also appeared before them.

What the hell!

Cao Youqian suddenly jumped up from his seat, looking speechless. "Master-Uncle, could you at least give a heads-up next ti you appear? You'll scare soone to death—especially when we're in the middle of plotting sothing."

"…"

Marquis Yishan looked equally speechless. "This is the first ti I've seen anyone make fishing this mysterious. Leave the Nirvana cultivators to . You all handle the rest yourselves."

Cao Youqian grinned. "Master-Uncle, can you take on ten of them at once?"

???

Marquis Yishan looked puzzled and replied gruffly, "I'm not a Half-Saint. How could I take on ten cultivators of the sa realm? You think everyone's like you and your senior brother, unbeatable at your level?"

Cao Youqian passed the cloak to Marquis Yishan with a disappointed look and muttered, "What a pity."

Marquis Yishan felt offended and snapped, "Kid, are you getting cocky?"

Cao Youqian shook his head. "No. I just really feel like punching soone."

"Hmph!"

Marquis Yishan gave a cold snort and accepted the cloak, draping it over his shoulders.

Monts later, as the final sacred item was auctioned off, the event ca to an end.

Gu Sanbian smiled and announced, "Esteed guests, this concludes the auction. Those who have won items may proceed backstage to complete the transaction."

The expressions of the guests varied. After all, there were thousands of attendees, but only a few dozen had successfully bid on anything. Among them, there were cases like Cao Youqian, who alone secured two items.

After exchanging a glance, Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen each placed a storage ring on the table.

"Thank you, Senior Brothers," Ye Beixuan said.

Cao Youqian smiled. "Once you've got the items, leave the city imdiately and head east as fast as you can. We'll et you outside."

"Understood."

Ye Beixuan responded and changed into his cloak. He also deliberately wore a bronze mask that could block divine sense. With two storage rings in hand, he strode openly out the main entrance of the private room.

The mont he stepped out, his entire aura transford. Normally unremarkable in the eyes of others, Ye Beixuan now appeared to be a peerless powerhouse newly erged into the world.

His pace was unhurried, yet every step was firm and resolute. Beneath the bronze mask, his eyes exuded unmatched confidence, tinged with an air of deep world-weariness.

This kind of presence, coupled with Cao Youqian's earlier high bids, imdiately drew all eyes toward Ye Beixuan.

Inside the private room of Dayan Holy Land—

Two elders studied the unfamiliar figure with puzzled expressions.

Elder Sikong murmured, "Who is this boy, and why have I never heard of him?"

"Judging by his figure and aura, he's definitely not Xiao Chen or Cao Youqian," said Elder Ouyang, clearly perplexed. "What are these people up to again?"

Elder Sikong said, "Could it be they're fishing?"

"Be more confident. Remove the first half of that sentence. It looks like this group from Wendao Academy ca prepared. But which faction are they targeting this ti?"

Elder Ouyang's expression turned thoughtful.

Ever since Chu Feng's faction had clashed with Dayan Holy Land, the latter had begun investigating Wendao Academy's lineage.

They had studied Chu Feng's three disciples thoroughly. Chu Feng himself needed no elaboration—unrivaled beneath the Saint Realm. His eldest disciple, Xiao Chen, followed the path of invincibility and disdained any form of sches or trickery.

The second disciple, Cao Youqian, was the poster child for a redeed wastrel. When his fa spread across the land, the patriarchs of all the Holy Lands gathered their own wastrel heirs, urging them to demonstrate their talents.

Unfortunately, the patriarchs were all left disappointed. Their own wastrel offspring remained hopelessly unpromising, with no potential to beco future elites.

As for the third disciple, she was a pri target for Dayan Holy Land's suppression—unfortunately, that young girl had always remained secluded and never ventured out.

If Chu Feng were here, he would surely give the two elders of Dayan Holy Land a thumbs-up and praise them:

"The ancients were not wrong—the ones who understand you best are often your enemies."

Just as the two elders were deep in thought, Ye Beixuan sensed several hostile gazes.

Among them was one that felt both familiar and unfamiliar.

However, Ye Beixuan didn't pay it any special attention. With an air of complete disregard, he passed through the crowd and soon arrived at the backstage area of the auction.

Gu Sanbian looked at the strangely dressed cultivator in front of him and cheerfully completed the handover, handing Ye Beixuan a blue token.

"Esteed guest, this is a VIP token from our Myriad Treasures Pavilion auction. As long as you carry this token—"

"No need for a lengthy explanation. I'm aware of its use. It ranks just below the purple and gold VIP tokens and grants a twenty percent discount."

Ye Beixuan turned and left as soon as he finished speaking, leaving Gu Sanbian with a slightly surprised look.

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