Mistress, I Was Wrong

"Cough, cough."

After that heavy iron door was opened, a damp, moldy smell rushed at them, extremely unpleasant, like the scent of beer after long-term fermentation. Except for Mu Sheng, who was caught off guard, the rest held their breath in advance.

A little mouse scurried along the stone-paved path on the ground, running up to a large pile of boxes, rustling and searching for something.

"Auction items are arranged here?"

Not to mention Mu Sheng didn't believe it, even Dongfang Minghui, who was originally full of confidence in Little Fatty, began to doubt. Was Nangong Yuntian brainless to place such important auction items here, with just those few people guarding outside?

Qian Wanyu followed the little mouse all the way, finally stopping her gaze on a dozen very new iron boxes in front of her. The boxes were luxurious, with ancient patterns engraved on them, looking very noble, "It should be here."

The little mouse sniffed around each box, sniffing here and there, searching for a long while, and finally stopped inside a relatively tall box. The box was smaller, but quite deep.

Seeing the little mouse doing this, Little Colour, thinking it was treasure hunting, hurriedly ran out from Dongfang Minghui's soul sea to compete with the little mouse, a big and a small, started wrestling at the entrance of the cave. The little mouse, only about the size of two palms, was not panicked at all when Little Colour grabbed its tail. Instead, it curled up into a ball with its paws over its head, still managing to bite Little Colour.

"Ninth Sister, move these two away."

Dongfang Minghui felt embarrassed and quickly pulled Little Colour and the little mouse apart. After being separated, they still struggled to fight each other, rolling around on the muddy ground. Little Colour, taking advantage of its size, pressed down on the little mouse. The little mouse, being smaller and more agile, dodged around, and for a while, it didn't suffer.

Qian Wanyu then chose the iron box that the little mouse had been searching for a long time. She looked at it and found that the lid and the body of the box fit together, with a blooming peony flower in the middle, its petals already aged, "Nangong Yuntian is really cunning, this lock must be integrated with the iron box."

"Only the Nangong family would have such complicated boxes." Qing Mo was very curious about this lock. It is said that the Nangong family's locks and boxes are integrated. If someone tries to break this lock, the formation contained in the box will automatically dissolve the items placed inside, "Wanyu, you can try it."

Dongfang Minghui scratched her head, "This lock is a bit difficult to open."

Ordinary locks could be opened with three silver needles, but the gears of this lock were unknown, very similar to the stone door in Kunlong Valley. Rashly trying, not opening the box is a minor issue, but if the items inside the box were destroyed, Nangong Yuntian would not be so easy to talk to.

Just as they were at a loss, the box in Qian Wanyu's hands suddenly jumped up by itself, falling heavily from a height, and then seemed to grow a pair of legs, jumping by itself. Due to the weight of the box itself, the distance of each jump was limited, and after a while, it stopped moving.

"Is there a living thing locked inside?"

Everyone surrounded this iron box, and even Little Colour and the little mouse, who were fighting inseparably, were startled. The little mouse quickly climbed up and swiftly slipped into the iron box, squatting on top, claiming it as its own.

"Do you want to check out the other items?" Besides the iron box occupied by the little mouse, Mu Sheng found that most of the boxes were locked, but there were a few boxes that were not locked, looking very casual, probably not anything important.

But after Mu Sheng opened it, he quickly called them over to look.

Inside the box lay a quiet green jade stone, engraved with complicated patterns. Mu Sheng didn't recognize the item, but felt an unexpected closeness to it. Just as he was about to pick it up, he was stopped by Qian Ziyan.

"These marks are a reminder that you can look, but you must not touch."

"Eh? Is that so?"

"Indeed." Qian Wanyu confirmed, "Nangong Yuntian is a meticulous and cautious person. To think of hiding the auction items in such a place is beyond the understanding of ordinary people. Leaving marks on the auction items is indeed a practice of Yuntian Pavilion. They will only remove these marks after the items are auctioned off. If someone takes an item and is tracked by the people of Yuntian Pavilion, they will be blacklisted and refused future transactions."

Yuntian Pavilion is known for its countless treasures. Being denied entry means missing out on many treasures, which is why many people do not want to offend Nangong Yuntian unless absolutely necessary.

"Today, we are just here to look at the auction items." Qian Wanyu reminded, "If we wanted to steal, we could simply take these items now and study them later."

"Seventh sister, you can definitely open this box."

"I can."

The little chubby one had a special fondness for the iron box, as if it had made up its mind, it didn't move away but squatted on the box. While they were talking, it even started trying to gnaw on the box. Dongfang Minghui saw this and hurriedly picked up the little mouse, "You can't eat that."

"It's almost time for the smoke bomb to wear off. Shall I let Little White release some more outside?"

"That works."

Qian Wanyu had spent so much time here; it couldn't be for nothing. Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyan went outside to release the smoke bomb, and in no time, they had the group of unconscious people sleeping a bit longer.

"Seventh sister, is there something special about this lock?"

"It's a bit troublesome." Qian Wanyu said, focusing on the lock. The trouble was that the formation of the lock was hidden inside the box, affecting everything. Qing Mo said it was a challenge, and indeed, all the formations they had encountered were visible, even the Nine Linked Rings lock was laid out in front of them. Only this time, the formation was hidden inside, invisible and untouchable, making it difficult.

And the risk was particularly high.

"Ninth Sister, lend me three silver needles."

"Oh."

Dongfang Minghui watched as Seventh sister easily poked a few spots, and the peony petals on the surface of the iron box seemed to come alive, moving out by a centimeter. She rubbed her eyes, and when she looked again, the peony flower seemed as if it had never moved, "This is so bizarre."

Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyan hurried over, "They can only stay unconscious for the duration of three incense sticks at most. We need to hurry."

Dongfang Minghui felt a bit troubled, "This depends on Seventh sister. If it really doesn't work, we might as well take the iron box back with us."

"Take it back?" Mu Sheng's voice suddenly rose, "Minghui, don't joke around. If the iron box goes missing, Yuntian Pavilion will definitely notice. If they search the entire city, it won't be fun at all."

"Look how nervous you are, I was just teasing you." When Dongfang Minghui said this, the little mouse actually climbed down from her collar, squatting next to Qian Wanyu, its bright little eyes seriously watching Qian Wanyu.

Qian Wanyu, however, couldn't care less, focusing on exploring the formation of the iron box.

As time passed, Mu Sheng would occasionally go out to take a look, his hurried steps echoing back and forth in this empty place.

Qian Wanyu suddenly stopped and said, "I need more time. Let's take this iron box back for now."

Dongfang Minghui's mouth twitched, "But there's still the mark of Yun Tian Pavilion on it. If we take it back like this, Nangong Yuntian might know the next second."

Qian Wanyu quickly wiped off the mark on it and stuffed the iron box directly into the space, "It's time to make him more vigilant."

The group returned to the inn, just in time to meet Pei Tian bringing people to the inn to inquire about their whereabouts, and the two groups ran into each other face to face.

"Miss Qian."

"What brings Manager Pei here this time?"

Just a second after taking someone's auction item, and not even half an hour had passed before they encountered the other party's people. Mu Sheng and Dongfang Minghui were slightly guilty, but fortunately, they had two powerful figures standing in front of them, so they didn't show any flaws.

"Miss Qian, this is the admission ticket for Yuntian Pavilion. I hope you can accept it."

Admission ticket?

Everyone sitting around and those passing by all stopped, for no other reason than that the admission ticket for the Yuntian Pavilion auction was hard to come by, and even a high price might not guarantee one. Therefore, the group of people wanting to squeeze into the auction all turned their eyes towards them.

"Thank you." Qian Wanyu accepted the item without even looking at it, and then asked, "Does Manager Pei have anything else?"

Pei Tian thought for a moment, stepped forward, and whispered to Qian Wanyu, "The young master has prepared a big surprise for you tomorrow, hoping you will like it."

Qian Wanyu looked at Pei Tian with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Tell him, I have also prepared a surprise, and I hope he will like it."

Pei Tian showed a surprised expression, nodded lightly towards Qian Wanyu, "I will convey the message truthfully."

Until they went upstairs, the eyes of the group downstairs were still lingering on Qian Wanyu. Dongfang Minghui hurriedly closed the door, "Seventh sister, those people won't openly covet the admission ticket, right?"

Qian Wanyu indifferently placed the admission ticket on the table, "If they have the ability, let them come and take it."

Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyan also took their seats calmly, Mu Sheng indignantly said, "That manager named Pei Tian must have done it on purpose. In front of everyone, to take out this admission ticket, why not give it to us secretly?"

Before, they were worried about getting tickets to the Cloud Pavilion, but today someone delivered them. It really was like getting what they wished for. She hurriedly said, "Seventh sister, you should open this iron box first. If we can see what's inside before the auction starts, it would be a good way to return Nangong Yuntian's favor."

"Okay."

Qian Wanyu brought the iron box to the bed, sat cross-legged on it, and the little mouse scurried up onto the bed, running back and forth in front of Qian Wanyu on the soft quilt.

"Minghui, where did you get this little mouse from? It looks so nervous, as if it knows what's inside the iron box." Mu Sheng was curious, especially seeing how lively the little mouse was, and wanted to hold it and play with it.

"That's impossible." Dongfang Minghui looked at the little mouse's eager behavior, knowing that the box contained a living creature, "It probably wants to eat it."

"Eat?" Mu Sheng was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.

"Yes, it's not picky about food, it eats anything. I guess there's something inside the iron box it wants to eat." Dongfang Minghui knew the little chubby mouse too well. Just as she finished speaking, she saw the little mouse lift its paw to its mouth and lick it a couple of times.

Mu Sheng sighed, about to say something when they heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Tea delivery."

Dongfang Minghui glanced at the cold teapot on the table, about to open the door, but Mu Sheng stopped her, "Minghui, wait, we didn't order any tea."

Qian Ziyan's gaze coldly fell on the entrance ticket.

"Yes—"

The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside. Mu Sheng and Dongfang Minghui, who were closest to the door, quickly stepped back. The person outside seemed impatient, stepping in to find all four of them there, "Sorry to bother, we want to borrow something from you."

We?

Dongfang Minghui saw that the window behind Uncle Wood had been opened at some point, and a skinny man was squatting there, giving them a smug smile. Unfortunately, his face was too ugly, distorting when he smiled, making it quite disgusting. His weapon was pressed against their uncle's head.

Qian Ziyan, however, seemed not to notice, sitting upright, not even putting down the iron box behind him.

Seeing the iron box behind Qian Ziyan, the skinny man on the window got other ideas, "That iron box looks nice, why not let us play with it too?"

After saying that, he even reached out to touch it.

Dongfang Minghui looked at him with a bit of sympathy, not bothering to warn him, letting him touch it.

"No borrowing." Mu Sheng stood in front of the table, wanting to grasp the admission ticket in his hand, but didn't expect a shadow to be faster than him.

The little mouse hugged the admission ticket to its chest, scurried back to the bed in a flash, and even sat on the ticket with a plop, then sat up straight again to watch Qian Wanyu busy unlocking.

"A mouse?"

Everyone present was stunned.

No one was faster than the little mouse. When two people made their move at the same time, especially the skinny man sitting on the window, he hadn't even touched the iron box before he was blasted out of the window by the spiritual power released from Uncle Wood, falling to the ground and spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, life or death unknown.

As for the other person, he was also kicked directly from the upstairs to the downstairs by Uncle Wood, hitting two or three people on the way down, and also being knocked down, unable to get up for a long time.

"Those who want the admission ticket can come up, regardless of life or death." Qian Wanyu coldly glanced at the group of people itching to make a move.

Mu Sheng had just closed the door and took a breath, "These people are really bold, daring to snatch inside this inn." It was just an admission ticket after all.

"It's all because Nangong Yuntian is too good at doing business." Dongfang Minghui pouted, Nangong Yuntian adhered to the principle that scarcity increases value, most of his admission tickets were given away, and there were not many circulating in the market, which is why so many people were eyeing the one in their hands.

Dongfang Minghui sat by the bed, constantly watching the little mouse, afraid that it would gnaw on the admission ticket.

As they expected, Uncle Wood's warning did calm the people down a bit, but as night fell, the group of people couldn't hold back anymore, one after another trying to take the admission ticket in the chaos.

Qian Wanyu opened the door wide and sat a meter away from the door, like a guardian that no one could bypass, preventing these people from taking a single step inside.

Mu Sheng guarded by the window, his contract spirit plant sealed the window tightly, also blocking a group of people.

"Click—"

In the silent moment, suddenly this sound was heard, Dongfang Minghui was so scared she almost lost her soul, the admission ticket under the little mouse's butt was still there, but the iron box that had been quiet all along made a clicking sound.

"Opened?"

The box was wrapped layer by layer, and after opening, its huge capacity was gradually revealed from the middle, a bulky fellow leaped out from it, as if it had been plotting for a long time, and with the help of the stool's force, it attempted to escape out of the room.

"Snap."

"Little bean sprout?!"

The little mouse leaped towards the clumsy shadow, smoothly completing the process of evolving from a little mouse into a little fatty in mid-air, and with a pounce, the little fatty tightly hugged the Tianyin helmet in its arms.

Little bean sprout finally calmed down, originally there were two buds on the sprout, but now only one remained, swaying alone.

Qian Wanyu was also taken aback, not expecting that the iron box would contain the long-lost Little bean sprout.

Dongfang Minghui found Little bean sprout looking listless. The once vibrant sprout now seemed a bit haggard, and a large chunk of the black soil in the Tianyin Helmet had been pried away, exposing its roots. She hurriedly took the Tianyin Helmet from Little Fatty's hands and examined it nervously.

"Why would Little bean sprout be among the auction items at Yuntian Pavilion?" Dongfang Minghui was somewhat angry. If they hadn't been curious about the auction items, Little bean sprout would have appeared at the auction tomorrow, and it would not be easy to bid for it back then.

Qian Wanyu inspected the inside of the iron box over and over again. The formation was exquisite, exerting force from within. After a moment, she threw the iron box into the space, "We'll know after asking Nangong Yuntian after the auction."

With Nangong Yuntian's discerning eye, he must have discovered the specialness of Little bean sprout, which is why it was listed among the auction items.

Qian Ziyan looked for a long time but couldn't determine the species of Little bean sprout.

However, Little Fatty kept circling around the Tianyin Helmet in Dongfang Minghui's hands, his two tender hands eagerly wanting to embrace Little bean sprout back into his arms. After checking, Dongfang Minghui fed a drop of essence blood and then handed the Tianyin Helmet to Little Fatty, "This is your brother, you can't lose him."

Hearing her words, Qian Wanyu's mouth twitched slightly, "To avoid trouble at the auction, it's best to keep Little bean sprout in the space ring. We'll talk about everything after the auction is over."

"That's true." Dongfang Minghui, having regained what was lost, quickly took the Tianyin Helmet back from Little Fatty's hands, "Little bean sprout has been found, but it's unknown whether the Kunlong Seal disappeared along with Kunlong Valley or if it's also among the auction items this time."

If it's the latter, that would be terrible.

"What is the Kunlong Seal?" Mu Sheng was confused; he roughly understood that Minghui had lost something else.

"It's the key to Kunlong Valley."

Qian Wanyu was also troubled. Given Nangong Yuntian's nature of valuing wealth as life, if he knew that the Kunlong Seal was a key, and specifically the key to open Kunlong Valley, he would most likely auction the Kunlong Seal, as the finale. She would rather the Kunlong Seal sink into the ground along with Kunlong Valley.

"Let's go."

Qian Wanyu and her group left the inn early. Those who wanted to snatch the entrance tickets in the middle of the night didn't dare to make a move now. Along the way, they were relatively peaceful and weren't harassed much.

"It seems the strength displayed by Uncle Wood yesterday scared them."

"Definitely."

Qian Ziyan alone dealt with twenty or thirty people, scaring them to the point of wetting themselves without even using the weapon on his back, not to mention the other three people in the room. Dongfang Minghui was obviously in a good mood, "Seventh sister, what do you think the surprise Pei Tian mentioned to you yesterday could be?"

"We'll know soon."

Qian Wanyu was eager to enter the auction house early, hoping to meet Nangong Yuntian before the auction started, but she didn't see him. Unlike the treatment they received during their first visit to the auction, this time their seats were arranged on the third floor, in a private room resembling a pavilion, surrounded by white curtains that obscured the view inside and out.

"Seventh sister, look, there are even seats on the fourth floor." Dongfang Minghui looked around and found that the layout was similar to that of a teahouse, an octagonal floor with seats at each corner. She counted and was somewhat surprised, "Seventh sister, Nangong Yuntian has made this auction very grand."

"Indeed, it is grand." Qian Wanyu remembered that the Yuntian Pavilion in the human race was not as magnificent, at most three floors. She carefully observed the seating arrangement and couldn't help but admire Nangong Yuntian's courage. In a position where the beast race was already at a disadvantage, he not only made the name of Yuntian Pavilion known but also sought to foster good relations with the major clans.

"Ah? But besides us, it seems that no one else has arrived yet." Dongfang Minghui understood the pride of the beast race too well. The Cass tribe was okay, and among the other tribes, only the dwarf race was relatively friendly, "If no one comes to this auction, it will be quite the joke."

The Yuntian Pavilion was decorated luxuriously, with three to five Spiritual Masters guarding each corner, and graceful girls revealing their slender waists, which kept swaying in front of her eyes.

As Dongfang Minghui watched, she compared her own waist with those of the girls and felt it was a bit thicker, but still considered slender.

A pair of cool hands covered her eyes that kept wandering, and Dongfang Minghui knew without guessing that it must be Seventh sister.

"We need to wash our eyes when we get back." Qian Wanyu said with a cool voice and a gloomy face.

"Ah, why wash our eyes?" Mu Sheng asked innocently, curious as to why Wanyu was covering Minghui's eyes, "Sister Wanyu, what kind of riddle are you and Minghui playing?"

Dongfang Minghui's face turned red, slightly annoyed that she had forgotten Mu Sheng and Uncle Mu were there, and quickly pulled down Seventh sister's hand, "It's probably because I got some sand in my eyes just now, Seventh sister is worried, so she wants me to wash them."

Qian Wanyu sipped her tea with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Mu Sheng looked at the two of them, one with a flushed face and the other with a mischievous smile, feeling something was off, but couldn't pinpoint what exactly, scratching his head uncertainly, "Really? Which eye has sand? Minghui, do you need me to take a look?"

Uh—

Dongfang Minghui was genuinely embarrassed, pretending to rub her eyes, "It's fine, if it really doesn't get better, I'll just have Seventh sister blow on it."

Qian Wanyu reached out, pulled her over, and immediately hugged her, placing a foot on the railing and pressing her onto her lap, "Ninth Sister, close your eyes."

If not for the familiar presence behind her, being pulled and pressed like this, Dongfang Minghui would have almost screamed. Hearing Seventh sister's commanding tone, she instinctively closed her eyes, "Seventh sister."

"Is it this eye?"

Qian Wanyu, using the height of the table, seriously brushed her fingertips over the other's eyelid, the fluttering sensitive eyelashes twitching, quite ticklish, "Ninth Sister, I'll blow on it, if it feels better, just let me know."

Dongfang Minghui thought the other would really blow on her eye, feeling nervous, but then a softness pressed against her lips, and that little tongue kept playing back and forth between her lips.

Oh my!

Uncle Wood and Mu Sheng were right beside them, how could Seventh Sister dare?

Dongfang Minghui's heart was thumping wildly, as if it would jump out of her chest the next second. She reached out and tightly grabbed the other's wrist.

Qian Wanyu naturally wouldn't go too far, she greedily licked the other's bright red lips twice, savoring the fragrance of the osmanthus cake. Her tongue made a turn, and with a smile, she asked, "Ninth Sister, is it good?"

Dongfang Minghui was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe for a moment, and glared at her with slight annoyance. She quickly struggled to get up, only to find that her nervousness had drained all her strength away with that kiss from Seventh Sister.

It was Qian Wanyu who helped her back to her seat. She sat down with her head lowered, not daring to look at Mu Sheng and Uncle Wood's faces, in case, just in case they discovered her and Seventh Sister…

Uh, she still didn't know how to explain it.

"All good."

Mu Sheng had been watching the door the whole time, naturally unaware of what they had been doing under the table.

Qian Wanyu's gaze, however, had been shifting between Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui, especially staring at Dongfang Minghui's bright red lips, as red and luscious as a freshly bloomed peach blossom, and her shy cheeks.

Qian Wanyu, on the other hand, looked completely content, her brows relaxed, in an exceptionally good mood.

"Someone's coming in," Mu Sheng warned, his eyes fixed on the people below.

The newcomers were from the beast tribe, noticeable by their tall stature, rugged appearance, and several metal earrings on their ears. They carried axes and large knives on their shoulders or in their hands, the weapons made of fine materials, gleaming with a cold silver light.

The person leading them was very young, unarmed, followed by about a dozen men, each looking strong and imposing.

"It's either the Cyril tribe or the Hillary tribe," Dongfang Minghui guessed as she saw them being welcomed to the third floor, into a position diagonal to theirs.

"It should be the Cyril tribe," Qian Wanyu deduced.

Mu Sheng and Dongfang Minghui both looked at Qian Wanyu, faces full of questions.

Before Qian Wanyu could even explain, they saw the dwarves they had encountered upon entering Dala City. After the dwarves handed in their admission tickets, they were welcomed by a group of girls with graceful figures and beautiful faces, and were seated in the hall. Soon after, another group of dwarves, seemingly familiar with the first group, entered, making the previously quiet auction suddenly lively.

One after another, more and more people came in.

"It's Karu." Dongfang Minghui hadn't seen Karu for a long time. She almost lifted the white curtain to greet him when she saw him coming with little Lien, but Qian Wanyu caught her in time.

"Don't expose us, let's observe the situation for now." Qian Wanyu didn't yet know the full situation with the three major tribes, having only heard a few things. Everything she knew was deduced from her own analysis after listening to Nangong Yuntian. Only by seeing with her own eyes could she understand the current situation.

"Oh." Dongfang Minghui looked at the people Karu brought with him, finding them somewhat familiar. After a moment, she said, "Seventh sister, even if Karu saw me, he wouldn't recognize me."

"Indeed."

When they left, she was still a child of eight or nine years old. In just over a year, that child had transformed into a graceful young lady. It was impossible for Karu to connect her with the little witch.

Dongfang Minghui's lips curled into a smile, already thinking of a way to tease Karu. She saw that group of girls heading to the third floor, just next to them.

"Everyone relax, we're just here to join in the fun. Even if we wanted to buy, we couldn't afford it." Karu's voice was naturally loud, and his words made everyone nearby laugh involuntarily.

Thinking of the awkward situation of the Cass tribe, Dongfang Minghui really couldn't guess what Nangong Yuntian intended by gathering people from all over for this auction.

"These look like people from the beast tribes." Mu Sheng peeked through a gap, looking at the people below and said, "But that girl wearing a veil and walking in the middle must be their leader."

Dongfang Minghui hurriedly took a look, "Seventh sister, come here."

Qian Wanyu saw a particularly slender figure at a glance. The veil couldn't hide her peerless beauty, especially those cold eyes that seemed indifferent to everything, "So this is the surprise."

"Why would Qian mama come here?" Dongfang Minghui was puzzled. Qian Yiling didn't like to travel far, especially away from the trading market.

"Sister Wanyu, you know her?" Mu Sheng, hearing their familiar tone, took a closer look at the girl, but a tall figure blocked the view, "Ah, ah, they seem to have been invited to the fourth floor."

"Mm."

Not only did they notice, but other powers on the third floor saw it too. For a moment, many were speculating about the identity of the person on the floor above.

Karu, who had dealt with the trading market the most, recognized the leader at a glance. Others might be dissatisfied with someone being invited to the fourth floor, but he had great respect for the person from the trading market being there.

"I never thought the person behind the trading market would actually be a girl?" Karu stroked his chin, "Little Lien, why aren't you staying with them? Maybe the view from the fourth floor is even better than from the third."

The view from the fourth floor was naturally better than from the third, but the pressure was also significantly different.

Next, they only glanced a few times, among them were two people dressed particularly strangely. It wasn't strange that they didn't pay attention because they were too conspicuous. The two were dressed in black, wearing hats, and their steps were steady, indicating they were probably strong. They were welcomed to the third floor, right across from them.

"Seventh sister, could they be death Spiritual Masters?"

"Probably not?" Mu Sheng still had a shadow over death Spiritual Masters.

Since they were far apart and it wasn't appropriate to probe in such a setting, she lightly brushed Dongfang Minghui's hand, "Let's just watch for now."

If the Death Spiritual Master were to openly appear at the auction, it wouldn't be impossible. She had no doubts about Nangong Yuntian's lack of principles; as long as it didn't harm his interests, he would dare to make deals with demons.

More and more people arrived from unknown places, and soon, on the constructed platform, an auctioneer began the opening speech.

"First, welcome everyone to the Yuntian Pavilion auction house. I am today's auctioneer, Nomi. Next, we will auction off ten precious items. I hope everyone supports us generously. Without further ado, let's welcome our first auction item."

"Resurrection Pill."

Dongfang Minghui was startled. She had some understanding of the Resurrection Pill and was very surprised because of it. The Resurrection Pill was extremely complex to refine, and it required a lot of medicinal materials, which only high-level alchemists could handle.

"Ninth Sister, what's wrong?"

"Nothing much, just thinking that Nangong Yuntian really put a lot of effort into this. The beast tribes and dwarf tribes like these kinds of pills and elixirs the most. Approaching them from this angle can indeed pique their interest." Compared to them, Dongfang Minghui was less enthusiastic.

"Right." Qian Wanyu also received knowledge from Qing Mo in her soul sea and quickly understood the effects of the Resurrection Pill. Generally, elixirs have side effects. Although the Resurrection Pill sounds nice, it's actually a high-level healing treasure. If someone is seriously injured, as long as they are still breathing, the Resurrection Pill can save their life, but the side effect is that their cultivation will stagnate.

Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyan sat motionless, watching the crowd continuously bid.

In the end, the Resurrection Pill was bought by someone from the Hilary Tribe, who was full of the air of a wealthy man, actually spending over eight hundred thousand spirit stones to purchase the Resurrection Pill.

Taking advantage of the time before the second auction item was presented, Dongfang Minghui tugged at Qian Wanyu's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Seventh sister, you haven't said how you recognized those people as from the Cyril Tribe."

Qian Wanyu glanced at a quiet corner opposite them, which was unlike the noisy beast tribes, "I just remembered what Nangong Yuntian told us about the secrets of the Cyril Tribe."

Cyril was placed under house arrest by his own son, and now the Cyril Tribe was being led by that son, hence the rumors that the Cyril Tribe wanted to form an alliance with the Cass Tribe. Although rumors are not entirely reliable, where there's smoke, there's fire.

Moreover, she saw someone somewhat familiar.

"Seventh sister, are you suspecting that the young-looking one is the current head of the Cyril Tribe?" After Dongfang Minghui asked, she was astonished. If that was true, she admired the other party's courage. Not to mention how far the Cyril Tribe was from here, just the fact that they dared to enter Dala City with just a few people showed great bravery.

The Cass Tribe only sent Karu to represent them.

Qian Wanyu wasn't in a hurry to conclude. The second auction item was already up, a very large egg with a shiny white shell that looked pure and sacred.

"Light System Qilin Holy Egg."

"If Brother Situ were here, he definitely wouldn't pass up this Light System Holy Egg." Dongfang Minghui was somewhat tempted, but she already had too many spirit beasts and medicinal plants. If this Qilin Holy Egg wasn't of the Light System, she might have fought for it. She glanced at Seventh sister, who was slightly frowning, unsure if it was because she disliked the Light System or was thinking about something else.

"That's true." Mu Sheng echoed from the side.

To their surprise, the auction item was not as fiercely contested as they had expected.

"If it were merely a Qilin Holy Egg, I bet everyone here would be scrambling for it. Making a contract with a Holy Egg, whether it becomes a Spirit Beast or a Battle Beast, is a good choice. But since the attribute of this egg is already determined, there are indeed fewer Light System Spiritual Masters present."

"Seventh sister, why don't we bid for it and give it to Brother Situ as a wedding gift for him and Sister Bai Rou?" Dongfang Minghui genuinely felt some sympathy for the egg, reminiscent of how she once viewed Toothless. She had thought more than once, if Seventh sister had known that the egg was a dragon egg from the beginning, she wondered if she would have still given it to her so readily.

"Minghui, you've thought of that." Mu Sheng regretted not considering this earlier. He had forgotten that they needed to present a gift for Brother Situ and Sister Bai Rou's wedding. However, he didn't have that many spirit stones.

"Alright."

"One million spirit stones." As soon as Dongfang Minghui heard Seventh sister agree, she immediately called out the bid, only to pat her purse afterward, "Oh no, Seventh sister, it seems we don't have enough spirit stones."

Qian Wanyu gave her a teasing look, picked up her tea, and took a sip, saying unhurriedly, "If we don't have enough spirit stones, we can compensate with our bodies."

Mu Sheng spat out his water, coughing several times, "Sister Wanyu, you're really too wicked, how can you bully Minghui like this."

Dongfang Minghui's face turned beet red, and she was the only one who understood the implied meaning behind Seventh sister's words.

Compensate with our bodies, compensate with our bodies

That was all Seventh sister seemed to think about.

But Dongfang Minghui was helpless, tugging at Qian Wanyu's sleeve like a little wife, muttering, "Seventh sister, help me."

Haha cute Minghui, sorry for the late updates guys, had a lot going on outside of this novel – I'll add a couple of full chaptes to make up for it~