A Good Romance
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This young man was actually a Heaven Grade alchemist, what kind of joke was this?
However, as a mighty elite of Heaven Tier, how could it be that he would deliberately put on such a show just to tease a few juniors like them? If that was the case, then they would really think too highly of themselves.
Everyone could not help but think of what Ling Han had said previously. Later, even if Jia Zhang and the others knelt before him and kowtowed in apology, Ling Han might not even pay them any attention. At that time, when they heard it, it was only a wild boast, but now, it was something that everyone believed without a doubt.
A Heaven Grade alchemist … what kind of awesome existence was that? Even Heaven Tier warriors had to kneel down and greet them, so it was obvious how important and high their status was.
A mere junior of Flower Blossom Tier was really not even fit to carry his shoes.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "You're too polite, sir. How should I address you?"
He was such a big shot, and even Yin Xue Yang came out to greet him, yet he did not even know who he was. This was a pretense …
"Hahahaha, Yin Xue Yang, I am the Seventh Pavilion Master of Spirit Treasures Pavilion. If Grandmaster Ling does not mind, you can just call me Little Yang," Yin Xue Yang said with a smile.
Everyone instantly felt a chill run down their spines. With this person's physique, who would dare to call him Little Yang? However, how many people in this world were qualified to call him Little Yang? Aside from a few supreme existences of Shattering Void Tier, there were probably only a few high-level Heaven Tier warriors.
"Seventh Pavilion Master." Ling Han also felt a chill run down his spine. He could not call him Little Yang no matter what.
"Grandmaster Ling wants to participate in today's auction?" Yin Xue Yang asked.
"That's right." Ling Han nodded.
"Please, please …" Yin Xue Yang hurriedly made a gesture of invitation.
Ling Han walked forward, and instantly, everyone, especially Jia Zhang and that profligate young man, felt relieved. However, Ling Han stopped again, and said to Yin Xue Yang, "Seventh Pavilion Master, if I were to settle a score with a few people, wouldn't it appear as the strong bullying the weak?"
Yin Xue Yang's expression immediately darkened, and he said, "Oh, could it be that someone offended Grandmaster Ling?"
"Hehe, one wanted to call him grandpa, another wanted me to be his follower, and there were even a few people who wanted to beat me up," Ling Han said with a smile.
Hearing him say so, Jia Zhang, Wu Long, and that profligate young man were about to cry. How could they have known that Ling Han was a Heaven Grade alchemist? Otherwise, even if they were given ten thousand times the courage, they would not dare to say such words!
"Who is it?" Yin Xue Yang's gaze swept over them, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept over them. At this moment, he was no longer an amiable fatty, but a powerful warrior of Heaven Tier who could make the heavens and earth tremble with a stomp of his foot.
Everyone felt their very souls tremble, and could not muster the slightest bit of will to resist.
Ling Han also nodded inwardly. This fatty's cultivation had probably reached the fourth or fifth layer of Heaven Tier, but he could not sense it specifically. After all, he currently only had a sliver of divine sense of Heaven Tier.
Jia Zhang and the others, as well as that profligate young man, all stood up, trembling, and knelt on the ground, saying, "We beg for Grandmaster Ling's forgiveness."
Yet Ling Han acted as if he had not seen it, and began to converse with Yin Xue Yang. There was absolutely no substance to his words, and he was obviously giving Jia Zhang, Wu Long, and that profligate young man the cold shoulder.
Indeed, they had all knelt down, but whether they accepted the apology or not depended on Ling Han's mood.
The five dragons looked at each other, then hardened their hearts and began to slap their own faces. When the profligate young man saw this, he hurriedly kowtowed as if pounding onions, really afraid that Yin Xue Yang would kill them all in a fit of rage.
"Grandmaster Ling, the auction is about to begin. Why don't you go inside and take a seat first?" Yin Xue Yang said. He did not want so many people to gather in front of the Spirit Treasures Pavilion's entrance. After all, it would not be a good influence.
Ling Han only smiled at Jia Zhang, Wu Long, and that profligate young man, walked up the stairs, and entered the Main Hall.
Jia Zhang, Wu Long, and that profligate young man broke out in a cold sweat. Although Ling Han did not blame them, would offending a Heaven Grade alchemist end up so easily?
Under Yin Xue Yang's lead, Ling Han arrived at a private room. This was also the most luxurious private room in the Spirit Treasures Pavilion. At present, on this floor, only Ling Han had received such an honor. Generally speaking, this kind of top-class private room would only be used for special auctions that would be held once every decade or so. It was specially reserved for Shattering Void Tier elites and existences of similar status, such as Heaven Grade alchemists.
Towards this kind of empty reputation, Ling Han was already very indifferent. He was not startled by the honor and sat down in the private room. As expected, the auction only took a short while before it began.
After Yin Xue Yang accompanied Ling Han for a while, he took his leave, and very generously gave Ling Han an overdraft limit of a hundred thousand Three Star Origin Crystals. In reality, the net worth of a Heaven Grade alchemist was more than this, so why was the limit that Yin Xue Yang asked for was so low?
It was simple. Perhaps Shattering Void Tier elites wouldn't care about the inheritance of the Twelve Palaces, but the divine treasure trove was too important.
If he was targeted by a Shattering Void Tier elite, then Ling Han would definitely be doomed. Thus, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion naturally wouldn't invest too much on this unstable point.
To be able to give a limit of a hundred thousand Three Star Origin Crystals, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion was actually very, very generous.
Ling Han sat, and one item after another was sold, but there were also some that were not sold. As expected of the large-scale auction that was held once a month, there were many items of all kinds, but Ling Han didn't pay attention to any of them.
On the other hand, there was an auction like this once a month, so there couldn't possibly be too many precious items. Perhaps, after another month, there would be astonishing treasures that would be taken out in the annual super auction.
"Hahaha!" A wave of loud laughter suddenly rang out in the auction hall.
Ling Han was originally drowsy, but when he heard such a loud commotion, he couldn't help but walk over, and saw that the auctioneer was actually holding a brick.
A brick!
Ling Han also wanted to laugh, but when he thought about it, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion wouldn't go overboard and use a brick to fool people, so he walked over carefully.
This was actually not a brick, but its shape was very similar. However, if he looked closely, he would discover that the edges were irregular, as if it had originally belonged to another gigantic rock, and now it had been forcefully knocked off.
One side of the brick was flat, but the other side actually had half a word, or it could be said that it was only the remnants of a few strokes, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
"This brick has been carefully examined by several great appraisers of our pavilion, but they were unable to analyze its specific structure and use. The only thing we can confirm is that this was once carved on a stone tablet, and has at least a hundred thousand years of history.
"Additionally, this rock is extremely hard, and was obtained from some ancient site," the auctioneer explained.
He seemed to be unable to find any good points about this brick, so he could only brag as much as he could.
Ling Han activated the Eye of Truth, but still couldn't find anything special about this brick. Only those few strokes of writing seemed to make something come alive in his heart.
Interesting.
"The starting price is ten Origin Crystals," the auctioneer said. Obviously, he didn't have much hope for this item.
"Twenty."
"Fifty."
"One hundred."
Although he temporarily didn't know what use this brick had, in at least a hundred thousand years of history, there were still many people who were willing to take it back to collect it.
"One thousand," Ling Han said. If the quality of the Origin Crystal was not specified, then it was only one star. For Ling Han, a one star Origin Crystal was really not worth much.
"Two thousand." Someone made a bid, and it actually sounded a little familiar.
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