Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

After leaving the secret realm, Xiao Lin and the others' cultivation had all reached the Spirit Sealing Stage.

Especially Xiao Lin, who jumped three levels when he was undergoing the tribulation and broke through to the second level of Sealing Spirit.

Return to the familiar cave and happily stew meat and eat rice.

At this time, the little golden man's message Lingjue called.

Gu Beiguo picked up the Lingjue and threw it on the table, "Well, go ahead."

Then he just took a bite of the meat roll.

For Gu Xiaodi, the most loyal eater, there are only two things in life: eating and fighting.

The little golden man's excited voice soon came out from the spirit jade.

"Hey, Brother Guoguo! Is the boss here?"

"exist."

"Damn! Why is this spiritual flower so bitter? It's too disgusting." Brother Crow's voice rang out.

"Pick it out, pick it out, and feed it to Xiao Jin."

While everyone was busy ordering dishes and showing off their meat, the little golden man told a story in an excited voice.

His brother wanted to hold a small auction in this city, and the auction would be handed over to the little golden man to organize, which could be regarded as a test and practice.

Profit is not important, the process is critical.

The little golden man was naturally very excited, and the first person he thought of was his group of friends.

"Are there any spiritual materials for setting up the formation among the auction items?" Qi Wu Yue suddenly interrupted.

"Yes, yes. There are a few pieces of upper-grade yellow-level and a piece of lower-grade black-level spiritual materials. Are they enough? I'll ask them to keep them for the boss."

Yellow-grade spiritual materials are sufficient to set up a fourth-grade formation, and black-grade spiritual materials are sufficient to set up a fifth-grade formation, which is more than enough to set up a small teleportation formation.

"Enough. We will go to the auction you hold to show our support."

"Thank you, Boss!!! I have prepared a private room for everyone!"

“Are there any discounts?”

"My brother gave me a purple card. With this card, I can buy items at a 50% discount in all the auction houses under my family's name. Then we can save half the money by using this card." The little golden man sold himself without hesitation.

When everyone entered the secret realm to look for the thunder pool, Xue Lingluo stayed behind to look after the house. Qi Wu Yue and the others were away for a few days, and Xue Lingluo went hungry for a few days.

The little golden man means that his brother misses him.

At the call of my eldest brother, I often go home to visit.

Mainland China's richest person, Ning Jing'an, is an absolute brother-con.

He has two younger brothers. The second younger brother is devoted to martial arts and has been trained with great resources to become a swordsman in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

As the youngest brother, the little golden man has been raised by his eldest brother since childhood, and the elder brother cares about him like an old father.

Therefore, every half a month, I would go home at my brother's call, improve my food, and return to the academy with a lot of new magic tools.

To this end, Ning Jing'an moved the headquarters of all office affairs to the city where the college was located.

"I feel that the food cooked by Uncle Sima is not as delicious as that cooked by Brother Xiao." The little golden man sat on the bench, his cheeks puffed up as he buried his head in his food, with the dishes picked up by his brother piled in front of him.

His brother asked him to go home and have better meals, but it seemed that Uncle Sima's cooking skills were not as good as Brother Xiao's.

The little golden man looked up with confusion in his eyes.

The man, whose every move was invaluable, paused while picking up the food. "Really? The Xiao brother you mentioned cooks delicious food?"

"Yeah." The little golden man nodded repeatedly.

Chef Sima, who was hired at a high price, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

If the young master doesn't like his craft, he will face the risk of losing his job at any time.

"Maybe it's just a temporary novelty. You've been eating Uncle Sima's food since you were a child, so it's possible that you might get tired of it." Ning Jing'an put down the jade chopsticks in her hand, looked through the matters at the auction, and said casually.

"No, my boss and I can eat hotpot for more than ten days in a row without getting tired of it." The little golden man shook his head.

"Hot pot? What do you eat?"

"Anything can be stewed, all kinds of spiritual meats and vegetables, as well as some spiritual plants and flowers, but some spiritual plants taste weird."

"Spiritual plants, how many decades old?" Ning Jing'an asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, there are ones that last for a hundred years, and there are ones that last for a thousand years."

"I can't believe you live such a luxurious life."

The little golden man bit the tip of his chopsticks and answered his brother seriously: "But the eldest brother said that we are very poor, so we have to pick up the monsters we hunt and sell them for money. We can't throw them away."

"If you encounter a monk who is looking for trouble, knock him out and search his pockets. Even his storage bags cannot be spared."

Ning Jing'an seemed to have heard a joke: "You are so poor, you use the thousand-year-old spiritual flowers to make hot pot?"

"The spiritual plants were stolen from the monsters by Little White Flower. They don't cost any money."

The main feature is zero cost.

After finishing his meal, the little golden man couldn't wait to prepare for his auction. His friends were all coming, and he had to perform well.

Ning Jing'an watched his brother leave with joy, half of his indescribably noble face reflected in the bright sunlight. The hand that emerged from the snow-white fox fur slightly turned the black jade ring on his thumb.

He has a refined temperament, his skin is pale from not seeing the sun for many years, his ten fingers are shining brightly, and each finger is wearing a priceless space magic weapon.

He knocked on the wooden tabletop with a texture as smooth as jade.

A figure landed silently and stood straight behind him, but was silent and had no sense of existence, as inconspicuous as air.

The pressure faintly revealed is at the peak of the fusion stage.

"What are the results of the previous investigation?"

I would rather be young, with a childish mind and no knowledge of the world.

Also, because the Ning family is extremely wealthy, most of the people who interact with them have ulterior motives and are far from being sincere.

Although Ayuan concealed his identity when he enrolled in school this time, he did not publicize it.

But Xiao Jin's magical weapons and the momentum with which he smashed the explosive spirit balls as if they were sugar pills clearly showed the words "my family is rich", and it was hard for people around him not to notice.

My younger brother is naive and well-behaved. He doesn't have any big ambitions. He just wants to get educated and trained like his peers.

One can still rely on various natural treasures to improve one's cultivation, but one must investigate the thoughts and character of the friends and partners around him who he lives with day and night.

I have known my friends since childhood, and Mr. Ning is so eager to turn their underwear upside down that he wants to find out everything about their ancestors for three generations.

Not to mention that you have to leave home to attend the academy, and all your training and living will be outside.

"Who is the Brother Guoguo he is talking about?" Ning Jing'an asked with a frown.

People always call me Brother Guo. Can the brothers outside be better than your own brother?

"Gu Beiguo, the young master of the West Cave." The silent black shadow reported quickly.

Ning Jing'an's eyes flashed with surprise: "Xiku is willing to let the child go thousands of miles away from home to study."

"I heard that he escaped secretly. Please ask Xuantian Immortal Sect to protect his safety."

"The remaining few... there is a pair of siblings, the two heirs of the Corpse Puppet Clan who ran away from home, a genius little charlatan from the Astrology Pavilion, and an ordinary cultivator with strange luck."

Ning Jing'an: "Where is the one he said can cook delicious food?"

Secret Guard: "He is an ordinary swordsman."

The secret guard paused and added, "But it seems that his talent is stronger than that of the young master of the West Cave. In addition, he can also make pills, set up formations, and draw talismans."

"Miscellaneous but not refined?"

"Third-grade elixir, third-grade formation, third-grade talisman."

Ning Jing was silent: "...He is a god."

"Where's the leader of his team? To be the captain, he must have some outstanding qualities."

The secret guard hesitated for a long time before saying, "The news revealed by the academy is... the Saint of Southern Border."

Ning Jingan said slowly: "There's something wrong with your expression."

The secret guard said respectfully: "I have been with the master for many years, so I am quite knowledgeable. I once had the honor of meeting... the man from Southern Xinjiang."

"That guy is exactly like the boss that the young master mentioned. They are cut from the same mold."

"The big mouths of Master Kongkong and Master Baicao in the academy are spreading the news that she is the illegitimate daughter of the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang."

Ning Jing'an: "..."

The secret guard made a conclusion after careful consideration: "The friends that the young master made this time are quite amazing."

Ning Jing'an rubbed his eyebrows, and there was no need to worry about the little golden man being cheated of his money or magic weapons.

But I have started to worry about my personal safety.

He is a ghost cultivator and he is from southern Xinjiang. The parents are really worried about their child.