"Someone is indeed here to bid!"
Wang Ying, Ling Ying, Zhang Li, and Master Deng were all extremely surprised.
They didn't expect, just as Yang Tian said, that someone would actually come to bid on this piece of red porcelain.
"This gentleman has offered fifteen thousand yuan!" The host said excitedly, "This antique is known to everyone as not valuable, only this gentleman recognizes it, fifteen thousand for the first time, fifteen thousand for the second time, fifteen thousand..."
But before the host finished, Yang Tian raised his paddle: "One million!"
"What? One million?"
Instantly, the whole auction erupted.
The crowd was astonished.
Just a moment ago, no one wanted the red porcelain, how come after the old man bid, someone directly bid one million?
Everyone turned to look, seeing Yang Tian.
"Yang, what's going on?"
Ling Ying and Wang Ying looked at Yang Tian in confusion.
Were they not waiting for the ancient martial artist behind the red porcelain to appear? Why did Yang Tian suddenly raise the bid at this moment?
Even Zhang Li and Master Deng were perplexed.
Among the crowd, the old man glanced at Yang Tian expressionlessly, said nothing, and quietly sat down.
"This gentleman has offered one million! One million for the first time... One million for the second time... One million for the third time... Sold!"
With the host's loud announcement, the whole room spontaneously clapped their hands.
"Yang Tian, why did you spend a million to buy your own thing?"
Wang Ying was somewhat displeased.
After all, the money Yang Tian used now was all Wang Ying's, Wang Ying naturally had to ask.
"Because I want to personally offer it to him."
Yang Tian said.
"Oh."
Hearing this, Wang Ying suddenly realized and couldn't help but admire Yang Tian's way of handling things.
The ancient martial artist Yang Tian was waiting for has arrived, very likely Wang Lingzhan, Yang Tian placed a high bid to buy his own item and then offer it to the old man, this was gifting a borrowed flower.
"Don't worry, I'll help you with the card swipe!"
Wang Ying said with a smile.
"Let's go."
Yang Tian waved his hand, leading Wang Ying and Ling Ying into the back hall of the auction.
"Yang Tian, what's happening? Why did you auction your own thing?"
Seeing Yang Tian, Zhang Li immediately approached him.
"Give me the red porcelain!"
Yang Tian didn't say much, picked up the red porcelain, and used the X-ray Vision Technique to scan the surroundings, noting the old man's presence.
Yang Tian then took the red porcelain and headed outside.
From afar, the old man stood at the end of the corridor, seemingly knowing Yang Tian was coming.
"Old man, is this red porcelain what you need?"
Yang Tian was straightforward, getting right to the point.
The old man coldly glanced at Yang Tian, and suddenly a aura emanated from his body.
Yang Tian thought to himself: It's here!
This old man is indeed an ancient martial artist.
Yang Tian knew the old man was using his Divine Sense to probe his strength, so he concealed his internal aura.
"Huh?"
The old man frowned.
He ran his Divine Sense and clearly felt a trace of Spiritual Breath floating inside Yang Tian.
But when he sincerely probed again, he could no longer sense any aura inside Yang Tian.
"What's going on? You seem like an ancient martial artist, but also seem like nothing at all!"
The old man looked at Yang Tian in shock.
Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, just now, a holy aura emerged from the Holy Sword, or else Yang Tian would have been discovered as an ancient martial artist.
Now, with unclear intentions of whether he was enemy or friend, Yang Tian had to disguise himself as much as possible.
"Old man, what are you talking about?"
Yang Tian pretended to know nothing.
"Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, not avoiding anything, and stared directly into Yang Tian's eyes: "Who exactly are you in relation to Shan Xue? Where is Shan Xue now?"
"Shan Xue?"
Yang Tian's heart skipped a beat.
For some unknown reason, he suddenly thought of his master, the mysterious man.
The mysterious man came for Wang Lingzhan, but could the old man in front be Wang Lingzhan and in confrontation with the mysterious man?
And could the mysterious man be the Shan Xue the old man referred to?
"I'm sorry, I don't know Shan Xue..."
Yang Tian shook his head.
"You don't know Shan Xue?"
The old man frowned.
Judging from Yang Tian's expression, Yang Tian seemed not to know Shan Xue.
"May I ask, old man, who is Shan Xue?"
Yang Tian asked again.
"Shan Xue is a master, clad in the Pipa Blood Robe!"
The old man said solemnly.
Yang Tian's heart jumped, now realizing, if correct, his master is the Shan Xue the old man spoke of.
So, is the old man in front here because of Shan Xue?
And thus, does the old man in front have a grudge against Shan Xue?
"Old man, I have someone working in the auction. If you're looking for someone, I can help you find them! What kind of person is this Shan Xue you mentioned?"
Yang Tian began to probe with questions.
The old man stared at Yang Tian for a while and finally shook his head: "You're not an ancient martial artist! This matter has nothing to do with you!"
Yang Tian's heart chilled with a slight smile.
But he didn't speak up, unsure whether the old man in front was friend or foe.
But what Yang Tian was most concerned about was whether the old man in front of him was the Wang Lingzhan he was looking for?
He returned to the East Sea to find the ancestor of the four beautiful CEOs, Liu Shi, Wang Ying, Guo Jing, and Wu Yue. Time was pressing, and he couldn't afford to lose.
"Old man, do you want this piece of Red Porcelain? I can give it to you."
As Yang Tian spoke, he handed the Red Porcelain forward.
The old man snorted coldly but still took the Red Porcelain.
He glanced at Yang Tian without saying anything, took the Red Porcelain, and walked out. In no time, he disappeared into the woods.
"Yang Tian, why did you let him go?"
Wang Ying stepped up and asked in confusion.
"It's fine, I want to know if he really is Wang Lingzhan!"
Said Yang Tian, running the X-ray Vision Technique, cautiously probing into the woods towards the old man.
"Who is it?"
The old man was heading deeper into the woods, but felt a breath surge behind him.
A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Bang!
The old man flipped back and struck fiercely with his palm.
After a series of rumbling sounds, the surroundings returned to silence.
The old man probed around and quickly noticed that same fluctuating breath.
He was about to extend his hand to attack, but almost instantly, that fluctuating breath vanished.
"What's happening?"
The old man's face changed drastically.
As an Ancient Martial Artist, he had never encountered such a breath that disappears in a flash.
Even a master couldn't vanish just like that.
What on earth is happening?
The old man probed around but still couldn't detect anything.
He shook his head, and his figure flashed, heading deeper into the woods.
But he failed to notice that the breath behind him continued to follow closely.
This breath was precisely Yang Tian's X-ray Vision Technique.
Originally, using the X-ray Vision Technique would be detected by other Ancient Martial Artists, after all, the old man was also a master.
But a surge of Holy Qi from the Holy Sword made Yang Tian's X-ray Vision Technique appear mysterious.
"Sword Soul, your Sword Qi is too holy! In the future, when running Sword Qi, using the X-ray Vision Technique can monitor other Ancient Martial Artists."
Yang Tian said excitedly.
Suddenly, in the depths of the woods, the old man stopped.
"It's coming!"
Yang Tian's spirit was suddenly heightened.
He saw in the depths of the woods, the old man took out that piece of Red Porcelain, pinched a Dharma Seal, chanted a Spell silently, and his hands continuously stroked it.
Boom!
A blast of red light shot up into the sky, forming a pillar of light.
The next second, Yang Tian stood up in surprise because he felt his internal breath boiling uncontrollably.
This made him a bit short of breath.
He ran the X-ray Vision Technique, probing deeper into the woods, seeing the old man continuously casting spells, gradually dispersing all the red light from the Red Porcelain until it turned into a piece of Yellow Porcelain.
This Yellow Porcelain was crystal clear.
For some reason, seeing this Yellow Porcelain made Yang Tian's internal Divine Demon Celestial Technique boil incessantly.
Crack!
The Divine Demon Celestial Technique inside suddenly ignited, enveloping Yang Tian in flames.
"What's happening?"
Yang Tian was also repeatedly surprised.
He hurriedly ran his Spiritual Breath, suppressing the Divine Demon Celestial Technique, and only then calmed down.
His heart was full of doubts, he once again ran the X-ray Vision Technique to probe deeper into the woods. When he saw that piece of Yellow Porcelain again, his internal Divine Demon Celestial Technique burned intensely.
"There's something wrong with this porcelain!"
Yang Tian quickly withdrew the X-ray Vision Technique.
Only then did the Spiritual Breath within him calm down.
"Wang Ying, Ling Ying, wait here for me, I'll be back soon!"
Said Yang Tian, as his figure flashed, heading deeper into the woods.
Soon, Yang Tian approached the old man, he really wanted to know who this old man was, what exactly was the Yellow Porcelain in his hand, and why did it make Yang Tian's internal Divine Demon Celestial Technique boil?
Whoosh!
Five minutes later, Yang Tian was directly ten meters outside the old man.
"Someone..."
The old man's face changed drastically, feeling a powerful breath surging behind him, he instinctively turned around, upon seeing Yang Tian, his face changed: "What's happening? How did you suddenly appear by my side, why couldn't I sense your breath earlier? Wait, aren't you the boy from just now?"
"Old man, it's me!"
Yang Tian smiled faintly.
The old man's face became increasingly cold as he stared intently at Yang Tian: "There's something strange about you, why couldn't I detect you as an Ancient Martial Artist earlier!"
"You can detect it now!"
Yang Tian said, then activated the Divine Demon Celestial Technique within him.
"What's this?"
At that moment, the old man stared fixedly at Yang Tian, feeling a familiar breath.
"Old man, watch carefully!"
Yang Tian said, ran the Divine Demon Celestial Technique, and suddenly darted forward, delivering a fierce palm strike.
Boom!
A series of rumbling sounds erupted, Yang Tian's palm directly shattered the boulder in front of him.
The old man's face changed: "Divine Demon Celestial Technique! You're cultivating the Divine Demon Celestial Technique! Who are you?"
"I am the disciple of Shan Xue."
Yang Tian raised his voice.
"What? You're the disciple of Shan Xue?"
The old man's face changed drastically, fiercely saying: "Then you must die!"
(PS: The pace will accelerate, and soon the events involving Yang Tian and Wang Ying with Wang Lingzhan's help will be written...)