The bronze VIP card in Jun Wu Xie's hand had become a silver VIP card, and the funds in it had increased by 10 million.
With this amount of money …
He was very confident in bidding for the Vitality Fruit.
"Manager Su, are there any entry requirements for the Virtuous Pure House's auction?"
He wanted to know more details. After all, this was Phoenix Skies City, not Qingyang City. Some rules might be different.
"Normally, you can enter the auction directly after verifying your funds. However, tomorrow's auction is different. I didn't make it clear to Young Master Jun."
"What's the difference?"
"The difference is that normally auctions are held in the auction hall of the Virtuous Pure House. However, the upcoming auction will be held on the cloud ship of the Virtuous Pure House."
"Is there a special reason for holding the auction on the cloud ship?"
Jun Wu Xie was a little surprised. Since the Virtuous Pure House had an auction venue, wouldn't it be unnecessary to hold it on the cloud ship?
"This is one of the two traditional auctions of the Virtuous Pure House. It is called the Cloud Ship Auction. The auction will be held on the cloud ship heading to the capital city from Phoenix Skies City. This will attract more powerful bidders from the city."
"The cloud ship will set off tomorrow morning. Before the auction, it will pass by dozens of cities of the same level as Phoenix Skies City."
"I understand." Jun Wu Xie nodded and said, "I'm going to the capital city and need to take the cloud ship. I'll go and buy the ship ticket now."
"Young Master, you're going to the capital city?" Su Gang's eyes lit up. She smiled and said, "If you have any tier-four resources to sell in the future, you must look for me."
Jun Wu Xie nodded and said, "Don't worry. There will definitely be resources."
Su Gang was elated when she heard him say it so casually. She stood up and said, "I'm going to the capital city to work. Young Master Jun, are you willing to come along?"
"Of course."
Jun Wu Xie and Su Gang walked out of the Treasure House side by side. When they walked out of the hall, a group of people walked toward them.
The leader was a young man in his twenties. He was arrogant and had an arrogant look on his face.
"Stop right there!"
The youth had his hands behind his back as he coldly sized up Jun Wu Xie. When he saw Manager Su Lan beside him, his eyes flashed with anger.
This country bumpkin in front of him, dressed in such rags, was actually walking side by side with Manager Su of the Treasure House?
What did he do to deserve this?
In Feng Tian City, he, Wen Zi Xu, could be considered a figure. As the young master of the Wen family, his status alone was extremely noble, but he had never been treated like this by the manager of the treasure house.
"I heard that you stole this young master's parking spot?"
The young man sneered, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Jun Wu Xie was slightly startled. Only then did he see two young men with broken legs lying on the ground behind the youth. Weren't they the two guards?
In that case, this domineering and unreasonable fellow should be the Young Master of the Wen Family.
"Either scram or kneel."
Jun Wu Xie calmly looked at Wen Zixu, but the words he said made Wen Zixu's face instantly turn ashen.
"Country bumpkin, what did you say?" Wen Zi Xu could not believe his ears. In Feng Tian City, who dared to speak to him like this? Did they eat a bear's heart or a leopard's guts?
"Do you know who this young master is? In Feng Tian City, anyone who dares to speak to this young master like this will have two meters of grass on their graves! " His face was slightly ferocious as he said to the people behind him, "Kill him for me. Let him know that this young master's might is not to be trifled with!"
"Heh, you reckless brat."
The two middle-aged men behind Wen Zi Xu stepped forward and were about to attack.
Boom! Boom!
Just as they arrived in front of Jun Wu Xie, they were sent flying. Their bones and tendons were broken, and their dantian was shattered. They hugged their abdomens and curled up on the ground, screaming incessantly.
"You're courting death!"
Wen Zi Xu's expression changed abruptly. His body exploded as he struck out with his palm, his True Qi surging like waves.
Rushing Wave Palm!
The Wen Family's martial technique, one-star superior grade!
However, the seemingly ferocious palm energy was instantly shattered by Jun Wu Xie's blood and Qi when it hit him.
At the same time, a palm that was glowing with a faint golden light slapped Wen Zi Xu's face.
Wen Zi Xu was sent flying and fell heavily on the ground. His face was cracked, his mouth was full of blood, and his back molars were pulled out.
The commotion here alarmed the people who entered and left the treasure house, and they all gathered around in an instant.
There was actually someone who dared to beat up Wen Zi Xu like this?
Everyone was shocked.
Wen Zi Xu was the young master of the Wen Family, one of the four great families in Feng Tian City. He was usually arrogant and domineering, and had never suffered a loss before. This time, he could be considered to have hit an iron plate.
"You … you dare to hit my face?!"
Wen Zi Xu was almost stunned. He got up and was so angry that his entire body was trembling. His face was distorted and his eyes were red.
Jun Wu Xie was expressionless. He took a step forward and came in front of Wen Zi Xu. He raised his hand and slapped down.
Wen Zi Xu roared and used his martial technique to counterattack, but he could not shake the palm. He could only watch as it pressed down.
There was a loud bang.
He could not withstand the pressure of the palm. His body bent, the veins on his neck and face bulged. His legs trembled and he knelt on the ground, creating two deep pits on the limestone floor. His kneecaps were shattered and he screamed in pain.
"I said, either scram or kneel. You chose the latter. You're really asking for it."
Jun Wu Xie's indifferent words were like words to the heart. Wen Zi Xu was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood under the humiliation.
"Steward Su, help me buy the ticket. I'll give you the money when I come back."
After Jun Wu Xie finished speaking, he sent Wen Zi Xu flying with a kick. He turned around and walked towards the parking area. He boarded the carriage and entered it.
After beating up the young master of the Wen Family, he was worried about leaving Yueyao alone in the carriage.
"You guys guard that carriage. No one is allowed to come close. Otherwise, it will be seen as a provocation to my treasure house."
Su Gang called the guards and gave them the order before leaving.
"Who is that fierce person?"
Everyone stared blankly at the carriage in the parking area. Their eyeballs were about to fall to the ground.
"He looks very unfamiliar. He shouldn't be a young talent from Feng Tian City. Even Steward Su came out. He probably has a big background."
"He dares to beat up Wen Zi Xu like this. How arrogant!"
Everyone was discussing. When Wen Zi Xu heard these words, he stared at the carriage like a poisonous snake and turned to leave in a sorry state.
In the carriage.
Jun Wu Xie hugged little Yueyao. He wanted to use his own blood to expel the cold for her, but he was afraid that it would help the yang fire poison in her body. He could only watch her suffer in pain. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
In his memory, the clearest image was of little Yueyao holding a bowl of medicine every day. She blinked her big eyes and looked at him hopefully, saying, "Big Brother Wuxie, I've eaten too much medicine. You have to be good."
Every time that happened, he would be both moved and sad.
She was so young and did not have a bright childhood. She only had a hard life. Yet, she still had to endure the pain and torture of the ice fire poison …
"Yueyao, hold on for a few more days. Big Brother will definitely get the Spirit Harmony Fruit to treat your illness."
Jun Wu Xie gently stroked her little face. His hands were trembling.
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