Chapter 9 My True Identity
"Okay, why are you arguing, don't you two think I don't exist?"

Teacher Xiao Zhang's scolding sound resounded.Stopped the two who were about to start.

Xiao Ning's eyes were cold.

"Wang Dong, one month later, it will be our family's coming-of-age ceremony, so don't back down when the time comes."

Wang Dong's eyes also turned cold.

"Don't worry, I'll let you know what real despair is."

Following Wang Dong's end, one after another Xiao family disciples also came to the test mode to take the test.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is Xiao Mei, the strength of the seventh stage of fighting spirit.

Obviously, after several months of hard work, Xiao Mei's strength has improved again.

As more and more people took the test, Wang Dong's frown became deeper and deeper.

What about Xiao Yan and Xun'er?

Why didn't I hear their names?

He hesitated for a while, but finally did not ask out the doubts in his heart.

After all, it was difficult for him to explain why he knew about Xiao Yan and Xun'er.

"Wang Dong."

Teacher Xiao Zhang's voice pulled Wang Dong back.

"Seven days later, there will be an auction at Mittel's auction house. It is said that this auction will include treasures brought over from the capital of the empire. The grades are extremely high. Maybe there will be something you are interested in."

Wang Dong nodded.

He is worried that he has no place to spend money.

Didn't this auction give him an excellent opportunity?
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Utan City, Mittel Auction House.

Today's Mittel auction house is extremely crowded.

Not only the citizens in Wutan City came here, but even outside Wutan City, many citizens came here.

The reason is to be able to find the treasure you like at Mittel's auction.

Wang Dong took Xiao Mei's jade hand, and was about to enter Mittel's auction when he heard a cold voice behind him.

"Wang Dong, I'll buy whatever treasure you fancy later. Even if you are talented, so what, if you don't have the strength, you still have to be slaughtered."

Xiao Ning walked to Wang Dong's side, showed a sneer at Wang Dong, and strode in.

Xiao Mei pulled Wang Dong's hand.Said angrily.

"Wang Dong, you don't need to pay attention to him. You don't have enough money. At worst, I'll use my money for you."

Wang Dong smiled.

"Oh, no need."

Xiao Mei thought that Wang Dong was just being polite, so she secretly made up her mind that she must take out her own money to support Wang Dong later.

"Wang Dong, come, let me introduce you. This is the patriarch of our Xiao family, Xiao Zhan."

Teacher Xiao Zhang who came over pointed to a middle-aged man next to him, with a touch of respect in his words.

Wang Dong bent over.

"Hello, Uncle Xiao Zhan."

A smile appeared on Xiao Zhan's face.

"You are Wang Dong, a key disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect. I heard Xiao Zhang mention you."

What?
A key disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect?

What is that?
Wang Dong's head was full of question marks.

Seeing Wang Dong's puzzled look, Xiao Zhang immediately understood.

Wang Dong must have hinted that I should not disclose his identity.

I don't want the patriarch to know his identity.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhang quickly explained.

"Wang Dong, don't worry, only Patriarch Xiao Zhan knows your true identity, not even the First Elder knows your true identity."

My real identity?

Wang Dong was even more confused.

An embarrassed yet polite smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Zhan: "I'll go first, Wang Dong, if you fancy something, just tell your uncle, and he will take a picture and give it to you."

Wang Dong: "Yeah, thank you Uncle Xiao Zhan."

Seeing the back of Xiao Zhan leaving, Wang Dong pulled Xiao Mei's jade hand.

"Let's go too."

Xiao Mei nodded lightly.

"Ah."

As one of the three major families in Wutan City, the Xiao family is naturally seated in the first row.

But as juniors, Wang Dong, Xiao Mei, Xiao Ning and others can only sit in the back row.

"Okay, everyone, today we, Ms. Mittel Jaffe, will host the auction."

The host blushed and said.

As the host's voice fell, there was an uproar at the auction.

Obviously, Mittel Jaffe has a high reputation here.

Wang Dong poked his head, wanting to see clearly what the famous Mittel Yafei in Doupa looks like.

But at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his waist.

"hiss."

Wang Dong couldn't help taking a deep breath, his face was distorted and deformed.

Xiao Mei smiled and said, "Wang Dong, what are you looking at?"

Wang Dong could feel the cold murderous aura from Xiao Mei's smile.Immediately, his whole body trembled.He said with a dry smile, "No, nothing."

"Well, Xiao Mei, did you let go of your hand? The soft flesh on my lower abdomen is about to lose consciousness."

"Humph."

Xiao Mei snorted angrily, but she still let go of Wang Dong's clutches.

"Everyone, today's first item will be the highlight of our auction."

Mittel Yafei's gentle voice spread throughout the auction house, and the originally noisy auction house suddenly became quiet.

"This is one of the three bottles of foundation-building spiritual liquid. It was refined by a fourth-grade pharmacist. The effect of the medicine is extremely mild. People with fighting spirit can soak in the spiritual liquid for cultivation."

"It can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and even directly break through the current bottleneck."

As soon as this remark came out, most people were in an uproar.

"What? It's actually a psychic liquid that can be used by Dou Zhiqi?"

"The meridians of the human body at the fighting spirit stage are still being shaped, and they simply cannot withstand the impact of the medicine effect. How difficult it is to refine the spiritual liquid that can be absorbed at the fighting spirit stage."

The surrounding discussions made Xiao Mei's ears twitch slightly.

She remembered it clearly.

Wang Dong gave her a first-grade elixir Lime Pill.

After eating, not only did her injuries recover, but her strength also increased by one level.

A fourth-rank pharmacist can only refine spiritual liquid suitable for the Dou Qi stage.

I want to refine a elixir suitable for the Dou Qi stage.

At the very least, you must be a fifth-rank pharmacist!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mei only felt that Wang Dong was getting more and more mysterious.

"Wang Dong, what is the relationship between Nalan Yanran, the young lord of the Misty Cloud Sect, and you? Are you a couple?"

"Wang Dong, are you also one of the future candidates for the Misty Cloud Sect?"

"Ding, Xiao Mei's favorability is +5."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained an additional 100 million yuan in the common currency of the empire."

"Ding, the common currency of the overweight empire already exists in the space ring of the host."

Wang Dong, who was looking at Mittel Yafei, was taken aback for a moment, his face blank.

What?
what are you saying?
What does the Misty Cloud Sect have to do with me?
What does Nalan Yanran have to do with me?
Why can't I hear it?

(End of this chapter)

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