Villain: The old man has done good deeds all his life, and helped justice

134. Madam, You Are So Coquettish.

"Admitting defeat?"

Wang Lin chuckled lightly and shook his head.

"Just by admitting defeat, you think you can leave alive? You really underestimate me, Wang Lin."

"Do you want to go to war with my War God Temple?"

Ning You was somewhat stunned.

Killing Long Chen is one thing, after all, he is just a disciple.

But he is a Saint King Elder, killing him is equivalent to declaring war.

"I understand."

It seems that the Wang Family really has an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, and they also have experts to deal with Quasi-Emperors.

And they also want to establish their dominance over my War God Temple.

With this thought, Ning You unhesitatingly summoned a Quasi-Emperor weapon.

Boom!

As soon as the Quasi-Emperor weapon, a long spear, appeared, a vast imperial might swept through, causing the entire starry sky to tremble as if it couldn't bear the power of the Quasi-Emperor weapon.

Ning You's gaze turned cold.

Not to mention that Wang Lin won't let him go, he won't let Wang Lin go either.

How can he let the one who killed his beloved disciple go?

Since he dared to come and compete for opportunities, he must have made sufficient preparations and brought out the Quasi-Emperor weapon.

Moreover, when Lady Qingmei killed Long Chen, she had already sent a message to the sect's Quasi-Emperor.

All the talk just now was just to buy time.

Now that the Quasi-Emperor expert has brought an Emperor weapon, what is he hesitating for?

"Too weak."

Zi Ling'er appeared in front of him in an instant, her small hand pushing horizontally, causing the layers of space to collapse, mixed with transparent spatial blades, directly sweeping away the Quasi-Emperor weapon.

It was sealed in a different dimension by her spatial Divine Ability.

Not to mention that Ning You is only a Saint King First Heaven, even if he were a Quasi-Emperor, Zi Ling'er would not fear him.

Space is king, not just an empty title.

"Space, spatial Divine Ability..."

Ning You's pupils contracted, but then he relaxed.

Indeed, Wang Lin does have confidence.

A peak Saint King who is proficient in space, probably only a Great Emperor can deal with him.

Looking at the spatial blades coming towards him, Ning You didn't dodge or resist, his face calm and unruffled.

The cultivation world is so cruel, if you fail to seize opportunities, naturally you will face the risk of being killed.

RE...

Can the Temple of War survive after offending such a terrifying existence?

"Ah..."

With a sigh, Ning You was directly shredded into pieces by the spatial blade.

"He does have some strength, much better than your useless disciple," Wang Jia praised.

In fact, Ning You did not want to resist. No one is unafraid of death.

But is resistance useful?

The difference in realm is too great, any resistance would be in vain and would be crushed in an instant.

"This..."

The Saint King who was secretly observing felt his throat dry and looked at it with a horrified expression.

The spatial Divine Ability that had always existed in legends, they were fortunate enough to witness it today.

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he didn't act rashly, otherwise, the clan would have faced destruction.

Because no one can kill someone who is proficient in spatial Divine Ability.

It's still possible with the Saint Lord realm, but it's almost impossible with the Severing Dao realm.

Because if someone uses spatial escape, they probably wouldn't know where they escaped to, how could they be killed?

"What's going on?"

The people hiding in Tianze City were a bit confused.

Just now, when the Quasi-Emperor soldiers appeared, they were scared, afraid that Tianze City would be affected if they weren't careful.

But how did it calm down in an instant?

The great battle in the starry sky was too far away, they couldn't see it at all.

"What a powerful spatial Divine Ability!"

Others couldn't see it, but Sang Yun did.

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the direction Yan Zhaoxing fled without hesitation, chasing after him.

It's been a long time since she last saw blood, her big knife was already eager.

"The matter has come to an end, I should go back to cultivate and strive to become stronger, to help my husband."

Bai Susu secretly thought.

"Grandmaster Wang, is there any possibility of resolving this matter?"

Quasi-Emperor Hou Yao from the Temple of War suddenly appeared, not even looking at the Quasi-Emperor soldiers.

Because those were someone else's spoils of war.

Ning You's death was considered to have appeased Wang Lin's anger.

He looked at Zi Ling'er, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Whenever there is a battle, he will never back down.

Unfortunately, Zi Ling'er's strength was only displayed in that one move, Divine Ability, which made even this Quasi-Emperor's scalp tingle.

Perhaps using an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon would turn the tide of the battle.

But the other party would run away.

And they might also have an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.

How could he fight under these circumstances?

"Alright, but I need ten large Grotto-Heaven worlds."

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and nodded.

Honestly, he didn't want to go to war with the War God Temple at all. He just wanted to develop peacefully, auctioning pills and earning spirit stones.

Bringing out Zi Ling'er was meant to intimidate the wolves.

Also, the War God Temple had three Quasi-Emperors and two Emperor Weapons.

If a real fight broke out, he wouldn't have the upper hand and would only end up with mutual destruction.

The reason Hou Yao yielded was not because he thought he couldn't win, but because he knew very well that even if he used all his strength, he couldn't kill Zi Ling'er.

Instead of fighting to the death, it was better to turn hostility into friendship.

Or perhaps, Hou Yao had deeper calculations.

But all of this was not important.

Strength was the fundamental factor.

This auction must proceed smoothly.

Once he obtained the Starfish Spirit Stone, he could quickly break through to a higher realm.

When his cultivation level improved, it would be a piece of cake to destroy the War God Temple.

"Can we exchange one hundred small Grotto-Heavens or a medium-sized Grotto-Heaven for a large Grotto-Heaven?"

Hou Yao fell silent for a moment and said so.

Large Grotto-Heavens were extremely precious and had a wide range of uses.

Even an Emperor-level force like the War God Temple would feel the pain of giving up ten large Grotto-Heavens.

But, despite the pain, it was still within an acceptable range.

Space Divine Ability was truly unbeatable.

Unless there was a Great Emperor, no force would dare to offend.

If they attacked your sect every day, fought and then ran away, and then came back again, all you could do was stare helplessly.

Therefore, reconciliation was necessary.

"Alright!"

Wang Lin nodded, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Delivered in three days."

Hou Yao let out a sigh of relief and left without a word.

As he left, his eyes were filled with helplessness.

This feeling of entrusting one's fate to the mercy of others was truly uncomfortable.

But there was no other way.

If Wang Lin really held a grudge against the War God Temple, no matter how much he said, it would be useless.

Vows and contracts were useless pieces of paper to the strong.

When someone wants to deal with you, there are plenty of excuses, and sometimes no excuses are needed.

"Would you four also give me a gift?"

Wang Lin's gaze flickered as he said so.

"Sure, of course!"

"Master, am I amazing?"

Zi Ling'er came to Wang Lin's side, seeking praise.

"You're amazing."

Wang Lin smiled with joy.

With these Grotto-Heavens, Zi Ling'er could already advance to the fourth-level world.

After all, Zi Ling'er herself had already reached the peak of the third-level world.

"Hehe!"

Zi Ling'er giggled and happily went back to the Small Spirit World to sleep.

"Xier, you look so beautiful!"

Luo Xian'er touched her dragon horn, feeling unsatisfied, and then pulled her fox ears and tiger tail.

"Ah! Xian'er, you're so annoying."

Xier couldn't take it anymore, rolled her eyes, and on her innocent face, there was an indescribable charm.

"Alright, Xian'er, stop teasing her."

Wang Lin pulled her to his side.

From the beginning until now, Luo Xian'er had been teasing Xier endlessly, and he couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"You should go refine the Dragon Transformation Soul."

Wang Lin had already examined the background of the Dragon Soul.

It was an ancient female dragon that had surpassed the Great Emperor Realm in its lifetime, and it still had a trace of regret.

If there was an opportunity, perhaps it could be resurrected.

It could only be said that the protagonist's things couldn't be measured by common sense.

After all, the reason the Dragon Soul could form was because it was already dead.

The Dragon Soul is the essence of a true dragon after Nirvana.

If there are any regrets, then it is not the Dragon Soul at all.

"Xier, what is your relationship with Su Han?" Luo Xian'er put away the Primordial Origin Cauldron and asked Xier seriously.

In her future memories, there were some memories about Xier, but not many.

She only knew that Xier quickly achieved the status of Emperor and became an immortal in just a few years, leaving the Eternal Continent.

From this, it can be seen how extraordinary Xier is.

In addition, Xier actually knows Su Han, and it seems that their relationship is not good.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

Xier is simple and lively, just starting to experience love. If she were to be deceived in her feelings, it would be troublesome.

"It's okay, we are both disciples of the Heaven Severing Sect, we have only met a few times." Xier was a little confused by the question, but still answered truthfully.

"That's good."

"Su Han is not as simple as he appears on the surface. He approached you with impure intentions, so don't get too close to him." Luo Xian'er gave a few instructions before leaving.

Xier looked confused as she listened.

Her godfather didn't want her to have contact with someone surnamed Su, and now Luo Xian'er told her to be wary of Su Han.

This is really strange.

With their identities, why would they pay attention to someone at the Connecting Heaven stage?

She couldn't figure it out.

She decided not to think about it.

"Let's go!" Wang Lin's eyes flickered.

With the surname Su and the name Han, he is most likely the protagonist without a doubt.

But with Luo Xian'er taking action, he doesn't need to worry too much.

Luo Xian'er has already grown up and currently does not have the cultivation level of a Saint Lord, but she is more than enough to deal with Zhan Chuo.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Godfather, the auction is about to begin. This is a gathering of the major forces from the five domains of Tianhuo Continent, with a total of millions of people. It will be grand. How much spirit stones do you think we can earn?" Xier hugged his neck and said with a smile.

After just a few days of contact, her dependence on her godfather has skyrocketed.

She wishes she could stay by Wang Lin's side every day and act spoiled.

It feels so good to have a father.

"I don't know, but the ticket sales alone have already exceeded ten trillion High Grade Spirit Stones."

Wang Lin estimated for a moment and smiled.

"So many?"

Xi'er's beautiful eyes showed a look of shock.

"You silly girl, calculate it yourself. There are a million tickets for the main hall, each ticket costing one to two million, and there are three thousand private rooms, ranging from one billion to ten billion."

Lady Qingmei's eyes were filled with a smile.

"This time, thanks to me. If I hadn't made Wang Jie set the minimum price at one million, the loss would have been huge."

"Yes, Madam is truly a wise wife and good mother."

Wang Lin praised without hesitation.

Who would have thought that tickets priced so high would still be filled with people?

It can be said that they made a fortune just from ticket sales.

There are also entrance fees, accommodation, and food expenses.

Without buying anything, he had already earned nearly two trillion.

If you add the proceeds from the auction of the elixirs, it's estimated to be several trillion.

With so many Spirit Stones, plus those raw stone mines,

It's estimated that he can break through to the Saint King level, right?

Thinking like this, Wang Lin's heart burned with excitement.

In the future, he must hold more auctions and not let Zi Ling'er sleep.

Young people who sleep all day are not conducive to striving.

"Nonsense, I clearly haven't married yet, I'm still a proper young lady."

Lady Qingmei rolled her eyes, her watery eyes full of teasing, every smile and frown exuding charm.

"Madam, you're so coquettish!" he transmitted his voice.

Wang Lin couldn't stand it anymore. If it weren't for the fact that he had a cheap daughter sitting on his thigh,

He would definitely give this impostor a harsh lesson.

"Xi'er, you've grown up too. Now, I'll give you a chance to gain experience."

Lady Qingmei's beautiful eyes flickered, her face serious.

"Ah? What opportunity?"

Xi'er was stunned, then looked at her mother with anticipation.

"Go learn how to auction elixirs from Yanran, so you can help your godfather earn Spirit Stones in the future."

Lady Qingmei said so.

"Okay!"

Xi'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she immediately broke free from the embrace and ran out excitedly.

"Enemy, what do you want to do? Don't come over!"

"Hmph, dare to deceive my daughter, lie down for me..."

"Sister Yanran, can I participate in the auction with you for the elixir?" Xi'er asked eagerly.

"Of course you can, let's go, the auction is about to start." Wang Yanran smiled slightly and took her towards the auction platform.

Looking around, there were crowds of people, fortunately, they all had cultivation. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to afford to hold such an event.

Wang Yanran sighed inwardly that the auction was still too small.

There were too many wealthy people in this world.

They couldn't afford the elixir, but buying tickets was definitely not a problem.

Fortunately, no one knew about Wang Yanran's idea, otherwise she would probably be criticized by her peers.

More than one million people is still not enough. How many days would it take to hold an auction for you?

Are you organizing the auction or buying tickets?

"It's really enviable..."

Representatives from countless chambers of commerce looked at the overcrowded auction with envy.

For them to hold an auction, they would have to collect treasures for at least ten years, or even hundreds of years, before holding it once.

The scale would only be around a hundred thousand people.

The ticket for the main hall alone costs a hundred thousand High Grade spirit stones.

They basically don't make money from tickets, they can only earn a small percentage from the auction.

Compared to the Wang Family, they were truly envious to the point of distortion.

"Hey, I estimate that the Wang Family has already made trillions before the auction even started."

Some people's eyes turned red.

You have to know that if you want to enter the Wang Family's territory, you have to pay everywhere.

First of all, many people come from other major domains through teleportation arrays.

Before taking the teleportation array, they have to pay an entrance fee.

And there is a waiting time for the teleportation array, after all, there are too many people.

So, eating, drinking, and accommodation all require money.

After arriving, they have to pay another entrance fee, it's really money-grubbing.

"Hmph, if the Wang Family can't produce enough precious treasures, don't blame me for getting angry."

Countless people were extremely dissatisfied in their hearts.

They have lived for countless years and have never encountered such a frustrating situation.

If it weren't for their envy of the Wang Family's Supreme Grade Dan, they would never have come.

"Everyone, my name is Wang Yanran, and I will be the auctioneer for this auction."

A faint smile appeared on Wang Yanran's cold face as she exchanged a glance with Xier beside her.

"I'm Xier, Yanran's assistant."

Xier said nervously.

Facing millions of people, Xier was extremely timid.

But in order to help her godfather make a lot of money in the future, she forced herself to calm down.

"Fairy Yanran, let's not waste time and start quickly."

"Since you charge such a high admission fee, I want to see what good things you can auction."

Someone said displeased.

"Alright, let's begin."

Wang Yanran tapped the gavel, and a storage ring on her finger flashed. On the huge auction stage, a thousand boxes of Supreme Grade Qi and Blood Dan appeared.

"We will auction them together, starting at ten million High Grade Spirit Stones per box. The highest bidder wins."

Everyone fell silent, with the three words "Is this even possible?" appearing in their minds.

How many Supreme Grade Dans does your Wang Family have?

Anyone could guess that the Wang Family definitely had a group of people refining Supreme Grade Dans, otherwise they wouldn't be able to auction nine thousand pieces at once.

"Fairy Yanran, your pricing is too high, don't forget that a furnace of Qi and Blood Dan Spirit Medicine is only two to three hundred Spirit Stones."

Someone became angry.

Feeling like they were being taken advantage of.

"You don't have to buy it."

Wang Yanran said calmly.

To be honest, the price was indeed outrageous.

When they were in Linghuo Continent, a box of nine pieces started at one million High Grade Spirit Stones.

Now it had increased tenfold.

But it didn't matter, because Tianhuo Continent had plenty of Spirit Stones.

If you don't buy it, there are plenty of people who will.

After all, this is the foundation of Supreme Grade Divine Pill.

Everyone was speechless.

This reason was just too strong, leaving them unable to refute.