Supreme Martial Artist

"How?"

Ye Xinghe nodded slightly, and the middle-aged man in black robe took out a red card and handed it over.

"Mr. Ye, this is my Lingzhen Pavilion's VIP red card."

"This card is divided into four types: white, green, red, and gold. Those who hold a red card are exempt from the handling fee."

"As for the gold card, only the Pavilion Master can give it away. I really don't have the qualifications."

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe said nonchalantly: "It's okay, a red card is enough."

"Let me ask you, does Lingzhen Pavilion have the ninth-grade Yuanhun Shenyang Grass?"

The middle-aged man in black robe smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, you came at the right time!"

"There will be an auction at noon today, and the final treasure is the Yuanhun Shenyang Grass that you need."

"I will take you there right away."

Ye Xinghe nodded calmly: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man in black robe waved his hands repeatedly, waiting to lead Ye Xinghe to the fourth floor of Lingzhen Pavilion and send him to the VIP room.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man in black robe smiled and said, "My name is Mo Yun."

"If you need anything, you can use the jade talisman on the table to notify me. I will be there at your beck and call!"

Ye Xinghe nodded gently, "Okay, you can go down."

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

Mo Yun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly bowed and left.

Ye Xinghe sat on the bench, waiting for the auction to start.

An hour later, the long red curtain in the pavilion slowly opened.

A woman in a red skirt, with lotus steps lightly moving, attracted everyone's real exclamation.

When she walked to the center of the high platform, she bowed and smiled sweetly, saying, "Thank you all for participating in today's auction."

"Now, let's take out the first item!"

As she spoke, a woman in blue brought a wooden box and slowly opened it.

In the wooden box, there was an eighth-grade spiritual herb, shaped like a snowball, only the size of a palm.

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Eighth-grade Edelweiss Jade Bone Grass?"

"The spiritual grass is not bad, but it's a pity that the grade is too low. It's useless to buy it."

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the chair.

After a fight among the crowd, the spiritual grass fell into the box opposite Ye Xinghe.

An hour later, the auction was coming to an end.

"The following item is the finale of this auction!"

"Ninth-grade Yuanhun Shenyang Grass!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the high platform.

The woman in blue strode over with a wooden box in her hand.

When the wooden box was opened, a golden and blue light flashed by.

In the box, a golden and blue spiritual grass exuded a refreshing fragrance.

Seeing this spiritual grass, everyone's eyes were full of greed and they talked about it.

"I didn't expect that the final treasure this time was actually the Yuanhun Shenyang Grass!"

"It is said that there are only ten Yuanhun Shenyang Grasses on the entire Tongtian Peak, and only three are left now."

"Are you serious?

Then this Yuanhun Shenyang Grass will probably be sold at a sky-high price!"

Seeing this, the red-skirted woman smiled even more and said loudly: "The starting price is one million medium-grade spirit stones."

"Increase the price by 100,000 each time, and the auction will start now!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the audience raised the price.

"One million and one hundred thousand!"

"One million and two hundred thousand!"

Ye Xinghe was not in a hurry to make a move.

After a stick of incense, the price had risen to three million and two hundred thousand.

And those warriors in the audience were no longer able to compete.

When Ye Xinghe was about to speak, he heard a frivolous voice from the box opposite.

"I bid three and a half million!"

When these words came out, everyone gasped.

"Three hundred thousand in one go?"

"Isn't that Master Tu's private room?

No wonder he was so generous!"

"Who said it wasn't! The Tu family has greatly increased its strength this year, surpassing the other three families in one fell swoop."

"Now, it is the first family in Tianyun City!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and thought to himself: "It seems that it is not easy to get the Yuanhun Shenyang Grass."

"But I must get this spiritual grass!"

"Even if you are the first family in Tianyun City, don't think of stopping me!"

Thinking of this, his eyes shone with brilliance, and he shouted loudly: "Four million!"

The exclamation was not over yet, and there was another wave.

"Who is this?

He actually added 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones in one go?"

"Dare to compete with Master Tu for treasures, you are really courting death!"

On the bench in the wing room, a middle-aged man in a red robe was sitting.

He frowned slightly and asked the charming woman beside him: "Who is in that room?"

The charming woman slowly raised her eyes and looked at the box where Ye Xinghe was, and said with a little disdain: "That boy is a disciple of the Red Thunder League. Maybe he borrowed a VIP red card and collected millions of spirit stones."

"Just based on him, is he worthy of competing with you for treasures?"

The charming woman smiled flatteringly, picked up a grape and put it into Master Tu's mouth.

Master Tu smiled proudly: "I don't care about a mere official disciple of the Red Thunder League!"

"But" At this point, he frowned slightly and said: "I have spent countless spirit stones on planning these days."

"If this boy insists on seeking death, you go and kill him and take the things back!"

The charming woman smiled and nodded: "Yes, Master Tu."

Master Tu leaned back in his chair and raised the price again.

"Four million three hundred thousand!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe said calmly: "Four million five hundred thousand!"

Master Tu's eyes turned cold: "Qingyan, kill this kid after the auction!"

"Yes!"

Qingyan smiled charmingly, with murderous intent hidden.

On the auction stage, the hammer rang three times, and the woman in the red dress smiled and said: "Congratulations to this young master for buying the ninth-grade Yuanhun Shenyang Grass!"

"This auction ends here. You are welcome to visit us next time."

After saying that, she immediately ordered people to send Yuanhun Shenyang Grass to Ye Xinghe's room.

Everyone was quite puzzled and started talking about it.

"Master Tu just gave up like that?"

"I heard that Mr. Tu recently bought a batch of spiritual grass to enhance the strength of the disciples in the clan, and spent a lot of spiritual stones."

"Perhaps there are not enough spiritual stones and we are unable to compete for them."

Everyone thought it made sense and nodded.

After everyone left, the woman in blue came to Ye Xinghe's room and presented the wooden box.

Ye Xinghe took it, opened it and saw that the box contained Yuanhun Shenyang Grass.

He took out the VIP red card, paid 4.5 million spirit stones, and turned to leave.

When he walked out of Lingzhen Pavilion, he felt several eyes with hidden murderous intent.

Ye Xinghe paused, glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and smiled playfully.

A majestic momentum suddenly emerged! Condensing momentum becomes reality! The momentum is like a mountain hanging upside down, pressing hard on everyone! Everyone's expressions changed, their hearts were frightened, and they no longer had any evil thoughts.

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe chuckled and shook his head: "A bunch of ants."

He ignored everyone and hurried back to the Red Thunder League.

Among the crowd, Qing Yan frowned slightly and said secretly: "This kid actually has such strength!"

"If you want to kill him, you have to outsmart him!"

Thinking of this, her eyes moved, and she already thought of a way to leave quietly.

After burning the incense, Ye Xinghe was halfway through the journey when he heard a call coming from the alley.

"Help!"

Ye Xinghe frowned and suddenly turned his head.