Chapter 323 Luo Yao

In the auction hall, the atmosphere became increasingly heated, and everyone's attention was drawn to the auction table. At this time, a clear and soft voice resounded all around: "Dear guests, please be quiet for a moment. The next item will make your trip worthwhile."

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were directed at the woman on the stage. She was wearing a red dress, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, beautiful curves, and skin as white as snow, as if emitting a soft glow. Her golden hair was draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and she had a pair of sparkling ruby ​​earrings hanging from her ears, adding a bit of nobility and charm.

Her eyes were like stars, with a hint of cunning and yet an elegance that was enough to make people intoxicated. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her expression of half-smile made it impossible to see through her true thoughts. This auctioneer not only had an impeccable appearance, but also had an innate aura of controlling the entire venue.

"Dear guests, I am today's auctioneer, Luo Yao." When the woman introduced herself, her voice was soft but with a hint of firmness, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Luo Yao looked around the audience and noticed a man in a black cloak sitting quietly in a corner. His temperament was very different. Although he was low-key most of the time, whenever a precious item appeared, his bid was always decisive and accurate, as if he knew the value of these treasures very well.

"Who is this person?" Luo Yao was curious. The auction house's VIP list did not include such a mysterious guest. He did not look like a disciple of a powerful force, nor did he look like the leader of a caravan. Instead, he looked more like a hermit alchemist who came alone.

Especially when he auctioned the "Shadow Sword" just now, he directly bid 5,000 gold coins, showing amazing financial strength and courage. The more Luo Yao thought about it, the more interesting it became. This mysterious man was not like an ordinary person, whether in terms of financial strength or vision.

Luo Yao looked in Ye Fan's direction, smiled slightly, with a hint of temptation in her eyes: "Dear guest, I wonder if you are also interested in the next item? It is one of the finale treasures today."

Ye Fan still lowered his head in deep thought, as if he didn't care about everything around him, and replied lightly: "It depends on the situation."

Luo Yao's smile deepened. This indifferent attitude made her more certain that the background of this man in black was definitely not simple. She nodded and said no more, but she had made up her mind to find out the identity of this mysterious man no matter what.

Just as Luo Yao was getting curious, a servant beside her whispered, "Miss, I think this man has an unknown origin and his behavior is not very respectful. Do you need to ask him to pay attention to the rules?"

Luo Yao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. Although her tone was gentle, it was full of unquestionable majesty: "No need, he might be a hidden master. Alchemists are always eccentric, so don't offend them easily."

The servant didn't dare to say anything more, but he still felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.

As the auction continued, Luo Yao's every move was controlled with precision. She lifted the items gracefully and with strength, and every comment aroused the interest of the bidders just right. Even the most discerning VIPs were impressed by her demeanor.

"The next item is a sixth-grade elixir, the 'Nirvana Pill.'" Luo Yao's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of temptation. "This elixir can give life to dying people, and it can also help cultivators break through the bottleneck of cultivation at a critical moment. The starting price is 10,000 gold coins, and each bid must not be less than 1,000 gold coins."

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was in an uproar, and many people began to hesitate whether to participate in the auction. Luo Yao quietly observed Ye Fan's reaction. She found that although most people showed surprise and excitement, Ye Fan's expression remained calm.

Ye Fan finally raised his head, slowly raised the bidding card in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Fifteen thousand gold coins."

The whole place was silent, and everyone was shocked by this cold and direct voice. Some VIPs began to discuss quietly: "Who is this man in black? He offered a high price without any hesitation."

Luo Yao smiled slightly and said, "This distinguished guest has offered 15,000 gold coins. Is there a higher offer?"

"I'll offer 16,000 gold coins!" A middle-aged man sitting in the VIP seat spoke coldly, obviously unwilling to give up the pill easily.

Ye Fan was unmoved and raised the sign again: "Twenty thousand gold coins."

There was an uproar in the field. This way of raising the price seemed too generous and did not give the competitors any chance to breathe. The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he finally chose to give up.

Luo Yao knocked the gavel down and announced with a smile: "Twenty thousand gold coins, congratulations to this distinguished guest for successfully bidding for the Nirvana Pill."

As the auction ended, Luo Yao became more and more interested in Ye Fan. This mysterious man in black was not only financially strong, but also calm and composed, and obviously had an extraordinary background or ability. She secretly decided in her heart that she would find an opportunity to contact him, or even make friends with him, no matter what.

After the auction, Luo Yao specifically instructed his servants: "Go check the background of this man in black, and remember not to alert him. People like him can only be won over, and must not be offended."

The auction was over, and the night fell. Ye Fan, wearing a black cloak, walked through the streets in a low-key manner. His steps were steady, and he seemed normal on the surface, but he was actually alert in his heart. He knew very well that such high-profile behavior would definitely attract the attention of some people.

Just as he was about to step into a secluded alley, the Demon Emperor's slightly mocking voice came to his mind: "Boy, it seems someone is eyeing you. If you are too prominent when you go out, isn't this giving people a handle?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "I just bought a few items, why is it so popular? Besides, these resources are very important to me."

The Demon Emperor sneered: "Humph, then just treat me as a big mouth. But I would like to remind you that those people are not weak in cultivation. They should be coming for your financial resources and elixirs. It is better to be careful."

Ye Fan remained calm, his footsteps paused slightly, then he turned his eyes and quickly turned into another alley. He whispered, "Since you can sense their presence, it means they are not far away. Help me keep an eye on them."

The Demon Emperor responded with a hint of arrogance: "A few ignorant youngsters, do you still need my attention? However, considering our agreement, I can help you a little."

Ye Fan took advantage of the complex terrain of the alley, constantly changing directions, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down, and quickly distanced himself from the pursuer. At the same time, he quietly released his spiritual sense, using the Demon Emperor's reminder to accurately perceive the opponent's movements.

"To the left, there are two people lying in ambush over there; to the right, three people want to surround you." The Demon Emperor's voice sounded in a timely manner, calm and precise.

Ye Fan nodded gently, and his figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the streets and alleys, his speed getting faster and faster. After a few breaths, he had left all the pursuers far behind, and finally disappeared in a remote forest.

"It seems that these people are nothing special." Ye Fan stopped and said coldly.

The Demon Emperor smiled faintly: "Don't be too proud, what you just did was just a test, the real trouble may still be to come. But having said that, your wisdom has not held me back."

Ye Fan was too lazy to argue with the Demon Emperor and said coldly: "If they dare to cause trouble again, I will not show mercy."

After shaking off the tail, Ye Fan successfully returned to the sect's temporary base here. This was a secret courtyard with a quiet environment and surrounded by protective formations. He pushed open the courtyard door and saw several disciples busy sorting out the materials obtained at the auction.

"Senior Brother, you're back!" A young disciple saw Ye Fan and hurried forward to greet him, with a bit of joy and awe on his face.

Ye Fan nodded, put the storage bag he got from the auction on the table, and said, "These are the resources that were just auctioned. You can count them first and see who can distribute them to."

Another older disciple took the storage bag and was immediately shocked by the dazzling array of treasures inside. He was speechless: "Brother, these pills and materials... are all high-level resources! Especially this Nirvana Pill, it is the treasure we have always dreamed of!"

Ye Fan waved his hand, his tone calm but revealing an unquestionable majesty: "Although these things are precious, they are not irreplaceable. Remember, we need to use these resources to quickly improve our strength, so that the next plan will have hope of success."

After hearing these words, Ye Fan's disciples showed gratitude and a heavy look on their faces. A young disciple hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Brother, we have snapped up so many treasures this time. Will it attract the attention of the local forces in the Western Region?"

Ye Fan's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "It is only a matter of time before we attract attention, but we must quickly strengthen ourselves. In this mixed land, if we do not have enough strength, we will be swallowed up by other forces sooner or later."

Everyone nodded, feeling a sense of urgency.

At this moment, the voice of the Demon Emperor sounded in Ye Fan's mind again: "Boy, these people all obey your orders and seem very loyal. However, do you really think these resources are enough? If you want to conquer the Western Regions, these pills and materials alone may not even be enough to start."

Ye Fan smiled calmly and said silently: "So what if it's not enough? It's not easy for us to have what we have today. Besides, resources are never waiting. Only by fighting for them can we truly control our own destiny."

The Demon Emperor was silent for a moment, then he let out a deep laugh: "Very good, this is the awareness that a cultivator should have. Remember, cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, so don't hold back on anything."

Ye Fan did not respond, but raised his head and looked at everyone, and said slowly: "From today on, we must go all out and practice hard. No resources can be wasted, do you understand?"

"Yes, brother!" The disciples responded in unison, fighting spirit burning in their eyes.

After allocating the resources, Ye Fan sat quietly in the room, organizing his thoughts.

He knew very well that what was happening was just a beginning, and the road ahead would be filled with countless unknown challenges. But no matter what, he would take every step more firmly for the revival of the sect and his own growth.