Hun Yu exhaled deeply, then lifted his feet and walked toward the city center. If he remembered correctly, there should be an auction house there.
In his past life, although he didn’t have resources or spirit stones, he still liked going to those places. Even if he could only stand far outside the entrance and watch, just watching those powerful figures spend thousands without blinking as they bid on treasures made him sincerely sigh—being rich was wonderful, and powerful rich people were even more admirable.
So he was fairly familiar with that place.
After confirming the direction, he felt a flicker of anticipation. He wondered how much the corpses in his storage ring would fetch.
Just after Hun Yu disappeared into the crowd, Mu Qingwan appeared in that very spot.
Suddenly, she seemed to catch a glimpse of Hun Yu’s figure. She turned around to look, but saw nothing.
“Qingwan, Qingwan~ hey, what are you looking for?” Hua Wucuo waved her hand in front of Mu Qingwan’s face with a puzzled expression.
Mu Qingwan turned back and forced a smile, “Nothing, I must’ve seen wrong.”
Hua Wucuo looked confused and said, “Saw wrong? Did you mistake someone for Xiao Han? Hehehe~ I told you, you’ve changed. Now that you’ve broken ties with that trash Hun Yu, you’re free, and you can openly be with Xiao Han. Feeling happy, aren’t you?”
“So ever since Xiao Han said he was going to find that trash Hun Yu, you’ve been distracted these past few days. If you miss him so much, why didn’t you go with him? Then again, just seeing that trash Hun Yu would ruin anyone’s mood. If you were unlucky enough to find him, tsk tsk, how disgusting would that be!”
Hua Wucuo gestured dramatically, wearing an exaggerated expression like she had swallowed a fly, completely missing the unnatural look on Mu Qingwan’s face.
Fourth Senior Sister Lin Xi pouted and said, “Hua Wucuo, don’t mess around playing matchmaker. Even though Second Senior Sister has broken things off with that trash Hun Yu and even signed a marriage cancellation agreement, she was still once promised to him. She’s basically a secondhand woman. Xiao Han hasn’t even had a girlfriend yet. No matter what, Qingwan doesn’t qualify for that relationship. Otherwise, I won’t accept it.”
Listening to all their remarks pulling Xiao Han toward themselves, Mu Qingwan’s face turned cold as she said, “Relax, I won’t fight you for him. He’s all yours.”
With that, she turned and left without a second glance. Frustrated and restless, she no longer had the mood to continue strolling the streets and headed toward the sect’s stationed quarters.
“Huh? What’s up with her?”
“Idiots, I told you she’s been longing for Xiao Han day and night. Her mood’s been down these past few days, and you still kept bringing it up. Look, now she’s mad!”
“Tch, we were just speaking the truth. If you want to blame someone, blame that trash Hun Yu. Why take it out on us? We’re not the ones who ruined her.”
“I’m leaving too. Master said the Spirit Abyss Secret Realm this time has a lot of treasures. I need to go cultivate properly and aim for a top ranking. That’s what really matters.”
Bailong Chamber of Commerce was a well-known merchant guild in the Jiaxuan Empire, with branches in every major city and a solid reputation.
When Hun Yu stepped confidently into the Bailong Auction House for the first time, he couldn’t help but feel something stir in his heart.
In his previous life, he had been so lowly that even sneaking into such a place was difficult. And even if he managed to enter, he always tread carefully. Anyone in there—even a servant pouring tea—was someone he couldn’t afford to offend.
If not for carrying a personal disciple token from the sect master of the Heavenly Profound Sect, he wouldn’t even have been allowed past the door.
Now, he could walk into the auction house with confidence. Though not entirely fearless, he no longer needed to be on edge or worry about being thrown out at any moment.
Hun Yu had fashioned a simple mask using old fabric to avoid being recognized. His odd attire, combined with his cheap linen robe and lack of any sect insignia, immediately drew the attention of the guards nearby.
“Scram, scram, scram! Where did this wild hillbilly come from? You think Bailong Chamber of Commerce is a place for stray dogs like you?”
Hun Yu wasn’t angered. In his past life, he had seen this far too many times—how these guards bullied commoners while flattering the powerful.
Whenever they saw some polished-looking young master, especially one bearing a reputable sect insignia, these guards would bow and scrape like spineless dogs, practically groveling on the floor. New chapters come out on novelping dot com first.
Hun Yu had long grown used to this and knew exactly how to handle them.
As the guard lunged toward him, Hun Yu neither dodged nor stopped. He simply continued walking and casually tossed a second-rank demonic beast core over his shoulder, saying, “Go get your manager. I’ve got a big deal to discuss. Let’s see if he’s got the guts and ability to take it on.”
The guard chasing after him immediately caught the tossed beast core. After a closer look, he was stunned—damn, a second-rank core? Is tossing beast cores around like this normal now?
His attitude instantly flipped. He hurried forward, lifted the curtain for Hun Yu, and said, “Young Master, I didn’t recognize someone of your stature. Please forgive me.”
“Right this way! Ahem… this seat is for you, please sit. I’ll fetch our steward immediately. He’ll be right down.”
Glancing disdainfully at the seat the guard had wiped clean with spit, Hun Yu instead sat in the chair beside it. He glanced around the elegant room, inwardly sighing—it truly was impressive. In his previous life, he didn’t even have the qualification to step inside. Every time he had cautiously approached to observe from the door, the sharp-eyed guards would drive him away.
That guard knocked on a door at a nearby loft. An elder who looked like a shopkeeper poked his head out and asked, “What is it? Didn’t I say not to disturb me? I’m preparing for the auction!”
The guard quickly lowered his voice, “Steward, there’s a guest outside. He’s dressed in coarse linen with his head fully wrapped. He says he’s got a big business deal to discuss with you—wants to see if you’re capable of handling it.”
The steward smacked the guard on the head and scolded, “Idiot! Have you grown dumber by the day? Standing at the door too long fried your brain?”
“What kind of esteemed guest doesn’t follow proper protocol? Which noble wraps themselves up in this scorching weather? Looks shady as hell—obviously a scammer.”
“Get out there and throw him out!”