I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

In the box, Luo Beian closed his eyes tightly, like an old monk in meditation, and some unknown changes were taking place in his body...

"Master, what is he doing?" Yao Xiaoer asked in confusion.

Ye Wu Kuang looked at Luo Beian quietly with his dark and deep eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Fusion, rebirth..."

A stick of incense passed in a flash, the auction on the stage was over, and the venue became extremely empty.

In box B2.

Luo Beian's body trembled suddenly, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened. In an instant, the entire box seemed to tremble slightly!

"How do you feel?" Ye Wu Kuang asked calmly

Luo Beian stretched out his right hand and shook it in the air, his tone full of disbelief.

"It was like I had a very long dream. I dreamed of a monk in white whose face I couldn't see clearly. He seemed to be smiling at me, but I couldn't make any sound. He also said something to me, a lot... But I clearly listened very carefully in my dream, but now I don't know why I can't remember a single thing..."

"Brother Ye, this feeling is amazing, just like a broken map being pieced together. It was not until this moment that I realized that a single move could have so much profound meaning..."

"It's obviously the same move, but why has it become so magical now?"

"Where are the two swords?" Yao Xiaoer asked in confusion.

"Those two swords?" Upon hearing this, Luo Beian raised his right hand slightly, and a green light instantly appeared in the palm of his hand. It was his original green sword.

"The connection between the original flying sword and me seems to be closer, but I have no way to activate the other flying sword..." Luo Beian said regretfully.

"Because you are too weak now," Ye Wu Kuang replied calmly.

Hearing Ye Wukuang's words, Luo Beian scratched his head and laughed dryly: "Brother Ye, I will definitely practice well and will not disgrace this inheritance."

"Let's go. There's nothing worth attending in the later auctions..."

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The second day...

In a luxurious mansion in the inner city of Yunhai City

Li Taigu listened to Li Fang's report with a gloomy look, and the hot tea in the cup in his hand was emitting wisps of white steam...

"Ye Wu Kuang, haha, you are a dragon in the South Land, and you dare to act so arrogantly in the North!"

"Zhang Yuran is a first-level Immortal Emperor. Others may be afraid of you, but my Li family is not afraid of you! As a top-level imperial family, although my Li family has declined now, you are not a descendant who can be offended at will!"

"Haha, you must take good care of that flying sword these days..."

"Li Fang."

"Master, I'm here," Li Fang, who was kneeling on the ground, responded quickly.

"It would be fine if he didn't know the secret of the female sword, but once he knows, he will probably leave Yunhai City in the near future."

"Go back to the family as soon as possible and tell the Great Elder everything that happened here as quickly as possible! And bring him back with you. Then you two don't have to go into the city, you just need to wait outside Yunhai City for that little bastard to leave the city."

Li Fang, who was kneeling on the ground, was somewhat shocked when he heard this and said, "Master, that kid is just an ant at the peak of the Saint Realm. I am enough to deal with him. Why should I go back to the family and ask the Great Elder to take action?"

"Haha, the beast Botu also used all his strength, not to mention that the opponent is the descendant of the Immortal Emperor."

"Not only will I ask you and the elder to ambush him together, I will also notify Duan Wuya, and I will personally take action when necessary."

"I won't allow even the slightest possibility of failure. Do you understand?"

Li Fang shuddered when he heard that. When he looked up and saw that the owner didn't look like he was joking, he nodded carefully.

"I understand, Patriarch. I will return to the clan now!"

Watching Li Fang disappear, Li Taigu looked down at the completely cold tea in his hand, and said with some emotion:

"What a lonely person, the tea is cold..."

On the wide streets of Yunhai City.

Because of the auction, the number of people on the street decreased a lot, and the originally crowded streets seemed much quieter at this moment.

At this moment, Mu Lang, with an exquisite folding fan on his waist and a big red flower on his head, was walking on the street with an extremely gloomy expression. Just now, he was once again rejected by Meng Wanqing.

Counting the time, today is already the fourth day. In the past four days, Mu Lang would go to Meng Wanqing's residence to show his courtesy every day after the auction.

However, Meng Wanqing did not give him any chance at all, which made Mu Lang, who was always confident in his way of controlling women, feel powerless.

"Oh, great heaven! How can you be so mean to me!" Mu Lang sighed as he looked up to the sky...

"Huh?" At this moment, Mu Lang seemed to see something out of the corner of his eyes. He turned his head and looked carefully, then he found that it was Luo Beian.

"It's him... that independent cultivator gambling king..."

Mu Lang walked up to Luo Beian, clasped his fists and said with a laugh: "I have met the gambling king."

Luo Beian, who was buying and selecting talismans at a roadside stall, was startled by the sudden sound. He turned around and found that it was Mu Lang.

"Oh, it turns out to be the Prodigal Son..."

Mu Lang's eyes lit up when he heard this: "The gambling king recognizes me?"

Luo Beian looked at the red flower on Mu Lang's head and the blushing folding fan on his waist and smiled meaningfully.

Seeing this, Mu Lang was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he took out the folding fan from his waist generously, spread it out and fanned it a few times, then laughed and said:

"Gambling King, do you want to buy a talisman?"

"Don't call me the Gambling King anymore. If you don't mind, you can call me Luo Beian."

Upon hearing this, Mu Lang quickly said, "Of course I don't dare to despise you. Since Brother Luo is so frank, I will respectfully obey your command."

For some reason, Luo Beian found Mu Lang pleasing to the eye, because he did not see the condescending look in Mu Lang's eyes that other playboys had when looking down on ordinary cultivators.

Luo Beian is extremely sensitive to this aspect, so after twenty years of cultivation, he only has Ye Wukuang as his best friend...

Hearing Mu Lang's question, Luo Beian nodded.

"Yes, Brother Ye and I will be leaving Yunhai City in the next few days. I want to buy some talismans and elixirs before leaving. After all, there is no shortage of these things in Yunhai City, and it will be difficult to buy them once we go out..."

"Oh, I see. Since you and I meet here, it means we are destined to meet. I do know a good place. It is a time-honored shop in Yunhai City. It has all kinds of elixirs, magic tools, and spiritual treasures. More importantly, I have a close relationship with the shopkeeper there. I will never let Brother Luo suffer a loss when it comes to prices."

"If Brother Luo trusts me, how about I take you there right now?"

Luo Beian just thought about it for a moment and nodded.

"In that case, thank you very much, Mr. Lang."

"It's just a small favor. Brother Luo, please follow me."

The two of them got together inexplicably, walked side by side, and headed to the place Mu Lang mentioned.