993: C993 The Luck of Yan Fenghua

C993 The Luck of Yan Fenghua

In the auction!

"120 billion!"

Of course, he wouldn't risk getting involved, so the third bid only increased the price by half.

"140 billion!"

The cultivator continued to raise the price by 10 billion without hesitation.

"Little Xiu brat, you won!"

Feeling that he was finally done, Yu Haoran used an extremely unresigned tone to give up the auction.

Other people would be unwilling to give up when they thought Yu Haoran was unable to continue bidding because of his lack of financial resources. However, Bian Shengrui was very clear in his heart, that he was trying to scam his opponent and helping himself.

This was because a fourteen billion Bidding Price was already ranked ninth in the history of the auction. Not only was it forever recorded in history, it had also allowed the Chamber of Commerce and herself to reap unimaginable benefits.

Thus, Lian Shengli decided to take out the half of the spirit stones from the auction to give to Yu Haoran as a way to repay him for his help.

"140 billion going once!"

One hundred and forty billion was already enough for the auction. Bian Shengrui was afraid that any accidents would happen, so the moment Yu Haoran indicated that he would give up, his tone sped up and started the countdown.

"140 billion going twice!"

"140 billion going thrice!"

"Respects to the esteemed guest in private room thirty-one, you have succeeded in bidding for the low-grade Zun Stage sword, Nine Star Soul Chasing Sword!"

With the final announcement from Lian ShengRui that the bidding had ended, the auction which had lasted for almost an entire day officially ended. However, this time, the commotion caused by the auction would have an unimaginable change to the Profound Sky Continent.

"Yun Xiang, arrange a secluded courtyard for me. I need to meditate for seven days!" Just as Bian Shengrui was about to trade the young man surnamed Xiu for the Nine Star Soul Chaser Sword and spirit stones, Yu Haoran instructed Yun Xiang.

"Only seven days!" Yun Xiang asked somewhat reluctantly.

"Probably not even seven days!"

Thinking about the top-notch pellet that he had gifted to Shen Haokong, Yu Haoran felt that it might not even take seven days for him to completely recover.

"Alright!"

Seeing Yu Haoran's unquestionable expression, Yun Xiang nodded somewhat disappointedly, and then got up and went to arrange a courtyard suitable for him to cultivate in.

In the Yan Clan!

"Looks like the chaos in Profound Sky Continent is about to begin!"

Hearing Yan Fenghua's detailed introduction of the great auction, especially when he mentioned the low-grade revered sword, the Nine Star Soul Chasing Sword, and the Xiu Clan, who inherited the bloodline of the Ancient Divine Beasts, the Yan Clan's Ancestor stood up and walked over to the window.

Looking up at the starry night sky, the Yan Clan's Ancestor could not help but sigh.

"Ancestor, I don't know if I should say this!" Turning his head to look at the clan head, Yan Fenghua pondered for a moment before gritting his teeth and speaking.

"Feng Hua, I have discussed this with Jun'er. From today onwards, you will temporarily be the Clan Leader of the Yan Clan, and will take the position of an Elder instead of a Monarch." Turning to look at Yan Fenghua, the Yan Clan Ancestor said with a gentle expression.

In his place as the clan leader for the time being, when he heard the orders from the Old Ancestor, Yan Fenghua immediately turned to look at Xuanzhou University Master.

"Patriarch, I willingly withdraw from the position of Patriarch." He forced a smile on his face and explained unwillingly.

"Patriarch, there's no need to be anxious about acting as the Clan Chief!"2

Regardless of whether it was the forced smile or the unwillingness expressed in his tone, letting Yan Fenghua know that now was not the best time to take over the position of clan leader.

Therefore, after he took the initiative to indicate that he was not suitable to be the Clan Leader's opinion at the moment, he hurriedly said what he had wanted to say.

"Ancestor, according to your instructions, when I sent my people to gather information on the Prince Consort, I discovered that not only is he a knowledgeable and knowledgeable person, he seems to know everything and knows everything."

With that, Yan Fenghua raised his head and looked into the ancestor's eyes, his tone revealing a hint of pleading.

"I hope that you can take the risk and invite Prince Consort over. Firstly, I hope that he can see the attitude of my Yan Clan towards the ownership of Great Qin Empire, and secondly, I hope that he can see the situation of our ancestor and see if there's any way to heal your injuries."

"Yan Fenghua, only us few clan elders know the secret behind my father's serious injuries."

After hearing Yan Fenghua's suggestion, he immediately scolded him harshly.

"If this gets leaked by Yu Haoran, aren't you afraid the other three great families will take the opportunity to annihilate my Yan family!?"

However, from this point, it could be seen how highly the Saying Mentor had set his sights on the position of the clan's head. It could also reveal the hatred he had for Yan Fenghua.

He had expected this to happen, but he didn't pay attention to the scolding of his master. Instead, he looked at the old ancestor with a complicated expression.

"Why?" Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, the Yan Clan's Ancestor asked with a complicated expression.

"For the sake of our confidence in the future facing the Great Qin Empire's northern army, it is also for the sake of allowing the Yan Clan to pass on its legacy more easily." Yan Fenghua spoke the truth.

"Feng Hua, I was wrong!"

Looking at his son, whose eyes were glinting coldly from time to time, and then turning to look at Yan Feng Hua, the Yan Clan's Ancestor bitterly smiled as he apologised. When the Yan Clan's Ancestor wasn't paying attention, he took advantage of the fact that the Yan Clan Master wasn't paying attention and used a law martial skill to knock him out.

"Feng Hua, prepare a generous gift to invite Prince Consort to my Yan Family." Feng Hua, prepare a generous gift to invite Prince Consort. The Yan Clan's Ancestor said in a gratified tone as he slowly walked up to the Yan Clan's Ancestor.

"As you command!"

As he turned to leave for his wedding, he heard the order of the Yan Clan's Ancestor.

"Feng Hua, I have just used my spiritual will to inform everyone in the clan. Right now, you will temporarily take over as the clan leader. In a month, I will hold a grand ceremony for you to succeed the clan head."

"Patriarch, I promise you that I will live up to your expectations!"

Without any heroic words or gratitude, Yan Fenghua expressed his determination and then walked out of the room.

"If your cultivation can break through the Quasi-Martial Saint, my Yan family will definitely be able to leave the Grand Dominance City!" The Yan Clan's Ancestor was both pleased and somewhat expectant as he watched Yan Fenghua leave quickly.

Then, he lowered his head to look at the unconscious Master of Words. The tenderness in his eyes was gradually replaced by coldness. He slowly extended a finger and pointed it at his stomach.

"Jun'er, the nest is full of eggs. For the sake of the Yan Clan's inheritance, don't blame me for temporarily sealing your cultivation base."

Within the domain tower!

"Yu Haoran, combining the characteristics of your previous breakthrough in cultivation and body rank, purely relying on attracting the spirit energy from the spirit stones, I'm afraid it will be difficult to advance to the Great Perfection Stage of the Tenth Floor."

Seeing Yu Haoran, who had consumed ten spirit stones and was still at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial King, Tower Spirit suggested.

"Therefore, if you want to reach the Tenth Perfection before breaking through Martial Saint, you need to rely on powerful external forces."

"Peach of Immortality!" Yu Haoran who had stopped the Supreme Profound Heart Sutra and the Star Dou Technique asked with some anticipation.

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