Chapter 117: Standing Before You Is Ye Ling, Disciple of Xingyu, Candidate for the Warrior Temple Hall Master, and Division Commander

Chen Ying'er's small face turned bright red.

Her whole person was like a system that had crashed, frozen in place, her eyes filled with a deep sense of blankness. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word, just sitting there honestly and properly on Ye Ling's lap like a cute life-sized figurine. He didn't even know what he was supposed to do now. There was no helping it; this was her first time experiencing something like this, and her brain had completely shut down. She was utterly bewildered, not knowing what Ye Ling was planning to do, but she dared not resist, only daring to remain blankly frozen in place.

When Lin Xin saw this situation, he was also startled, immediately admitting defeat and taking a step back, signaling that he dared not say anything more.

Ye Ling naturally understood the impropriety of the situation, honestly channeling his Spiritual Power to move Chen Ying'er away and placing her on the sofa to the side, apologizing via Transmission of Sound: "Sorry, Ying Er, but Grandpa Chen told me before that your identity as the Soul Saintess cannot be spread around carelessly."

"That..." Chen Ying'er's pretty face remained crimson, but she didn't say much, only pouting: "Couldn't you have just told me properly?"

"Why did you just pull me down like that? It hurts, you know."

"Sorry, sorry, I'll buy you whatever you want in a little while," Ye Ling rubbed Chen Ying'er's head.

"Okay." Chen Ying'er nodded.

She couldn't help but feel speechless inside.

Stinky Ye Ling, I'm naturally happy if you buy me things! But that's my money!!! It's all my money!!!

However, this farce did not last long, because the auction began shortly after.

A beam of light shot down from the air, landing on the display platform in front, where a young girl wearing a bright red long dress was already standing, though no one knew when she had arrived.

The girl wore a spring-breeze-like smile on her face, her aura gentle, yet no one mocked her because of her temperament; instead, everyone fell silent, which was enough to show her ability to command the room.

"Ye Ling, this is the Chief Auctioneer of the Saint Alliance Grand Auction House, Ye Weiyang, Sister Weiyang. Today's auction should be hosted by her." Han Yu spoke up from the side to introduce her, though his eyes contained a different kind of emotion when looking at Ye Weiyang.

"Ye Weiyang?" Ye Ling smiled slightly: "The legend from the Warrior Temple who fought against the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu two hundred years ago? I heard that this girl is her great-great-granddaughter, right?"

"That's right, Ye Ling, you know about that?" Han Yu appeared somewhat excited.

"Not bad." Ye Ling smiled slightly: "Han Yu, looking at you, you must be quite close to her, right? I wonder if you could introduce me?"

The three people present: "????"

All three looked at Ye Ling's position in a daze, then turned to look at Chen Ying'er's position, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

"Ye Ling... you..." Chen Ying'er was on the verge of tears. Ye Ling!!! You have me, you have Li Xin, and even Long Lingxi—isn't that enough? You actually still want to...???

Han Yu was also a bit nervous, saying: "Ye Ling, oh no, Brother Ye, Sister Weiyang and I are childhood sweethearts, and I've liked her for a long time. Please don't try to cut in..."

He really wanted to lose his temper, but after thinking about it, he couldn't afford to.

He only dared to be like this.

"What are you all thinking?" Ye Ling looked speechless. He wasn't some lecherous ghost, and he said speechlessly: "I have no interest in this sister of yours; I have my own sister."

"It's just that I have some interest in her identity."

"Identity?" Han Yu was puzzled. After a long while, he remembered what Ye Weiyang had been dedicated to doing since she was young, and he was suddenly stunned. After a moment, he nodded and said: "I understand, Ye Ling. After this auction ends, I will take you to see Sister Weiyang."

"Many thanks." Ye Ling smiled.

Goddess of Light's Aria... the divine sword must not be allowed to gather dust... As the few of them talked, the auction continued to proceed.

Soon, dozens of auction items were sold off one after another.

However, there weren't many that interested Ye Ling; most were things Chen Ying'er had ideas about and bought quite a few of. After all, this was just an ordinary auction, not a VIP auction, so the people coming here weren't very strong, and the prices wouldn't be too high.

The items Ye Ling purchased were also few.

One was the Mysterious Stone Ball purchased from Aimei City—yes, the hidden Eighth Rank Dragon Pill for Haoyue to eat.

A decent Spirit Magic Grade longsword, though not for his own use, but a gift from Ye Ling to Li Xin.

There were also some rather strange pills and metals. Of course, those weren't refined by Lin Xin; his Third Rank pills were good enough in other cities, but not in the Holy City... It was just that these items, added to everything Chen Ying'er had chosen, had just happened to spend all 100,000 gold coins left on her card.

"Sigh, money really doesn't last long."

"Just one auction, and 100,000 gold coins are gone just like that." Ye Ling sighed.

"That is indeed the case. I usually work myself to the bone refining medicine and have saved up quite a bit of money, but a few auctions will use it all up." Lin Xin sighed: "Pills are still considered consumables, and the price is too low. If I were a Blacksmith, then it would be comfortable."

"Ordinary alloy equipment and magic equipment don't have much value, but a single piece of Spirit Magic Equipment costs as much as ten thousand gold, not to mention equipment above the Glorious Grade, which is priceless."

Lin Xin's simple complaint, however, sparked a thought in Ye Ling.

That's right, if he were a Blacksmith, there might be some trouble if it were anything else, but if it were a Blacksmith, he still had the God-Forging Method from the Douluo world hidden in his system library. If he could master it, perhaps he could trade it for some resources.

And? Could it be used to improve the overall strength of Humans in this world? Hmm, it seems possible. He had been so busy cultivating that he had forgotten about this. He could try using it next.

But that was just a temporary thought. Soon, Ye Ling stood up immediately, turned his head to look at Han Yu's position, and said: "Han Yu, the auction is over."

"How about it, are you interested in taking me to see your good sister now?"

Han Yu was stunned, his old face turning red, and only then did he nod and say: "Let's go, I'll take you all to find Sister Weiyang."

"Good." Ye Ling nodded.

Having said that, he slowly stood up, intending to leave.

"Brother Ye, I..." Lin Xin stood up, speaking with some difficulty.

"Lin Xin, I'm sorry." Ye Ling turned his head and said: "No matter the situation, it is impossible for me to use that one and only possibility to choose you as my teammate."

"After all, I already have teammates chosen. Even without mentioning Ying Er, I have several other good friends who are the same. If you want to find teammates, then Wen Zhao or Han Yu should be among your best choices." "Especially Han Yu; if I'm not mistaken, just by you being with him earlier, you probably have the idea of having him become your teammate later, so he is indeed a good choice."

However, changing the subject, he said: "Although I'm not qualified to say these things, as a mage, you must be responsible for yourself and for your teammates, rather than choosing to use your own reasons to let your teammates take the fall for you, or even not knowing why you died."

Ye Ling said calmly.

Having said that, he led Chen Ying'er and followed behind the bewildered Han Yu as he left, leaving behind only Lin Xin, who was frozen in place, feeling somewhat suspicious and uncertain.

This person is terrifying... Just for a moment, even without me feeling his Mental Power fluctuations, he actually saw through me seven or eight tenths... This person is truly terrifying!

However, he also fell into a state of madness.

"Be responsible for myself?"

"Do I want to?"

"Be responsible for my teammates? How am I supposed to be responsible for my teammates!!!"

Auction backstage.

Ye Weiyang was there doing preparatory work. Recently, the frequency of the Demon Race invading the Six Great Passes had increased significantly, and the Grand Auction House naturally had to act as the primary resource collection organization to send resources to the various border passes.

It was the same today, as she was constantly organizing the lists.

"Miss Weiyang, someone wishes to see you." A maid walked in from the side and spoke, explaining to Ye Weiyang.

"Trouble telling him that I am busy. If there is business to discuss, it will not be too late to talk about it later," Ye Weiyang said without turning her head.

"The person who came is Young Master Han Yu," the maid said with some difficulty. "Moreover, he did not come this time simply to catch up with you; it seems that everything he mentioned has to do with the Bright Sword God."

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang was stunned. She set aside all the tasks in her hands and walked toward the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she could see the broken-browed Han Yu rushing toward her, shouting, "Sister Weiyang!"

Although Ye Weiyang was usually quite gentle and elegant, faced with this younger brother whom she had raised since childhood and for whom she had deep affection acting this way, she naturally embraced him immediately.

But now, she did not have the heart for it. She was well past twenty-five, nearing thirty. She was a genius in her own right, and the passage of time had allowed her cultivation to break through to the Sixth Rank. She also cultivated Mental Power, and although she had not stepped into the Spirit Abyss Realm, she had reached the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.

She had no suppression toward Ye Ling, but it was not the same for Han Yu. Seeing her younger brother like this, Ye Weiyang helplessly shouted, "Han Yu, stop!"

Han Yu, as if he were a puppy being scolded, immediately froze in place, honestly took a step back, and exposed the Ye Ling behind him.

Upon seeing Ye Ling, even though Ye Weiyang was quite sophisticated, she could not help but be significantly shocked by his appearance, a flash of surprise appearing in her eyes.

This... so handsome... this appearance... even as a woman herself, she felt a sense of self-deprecation. If he were to wear women's clothing... wouldn't he be a beauty capable of toppling cities? Will this person be able to find a girlfriend or a partner in the future? This was Ye Weiyang's first thought. Only after seeing Chen Ying'er on the side... hmm, she nodded as well. This little girl was prettier than herself, so she was worthy of this young man. Of course, Ye Weiyang already had someone in her heart and was not a frivolous woman. Her evaluation of Ye Ling lasted only a moment in her mind, and she then bowed and saluted: "This Knight."

"Although Han Yu knows my identity and my family, he would absolutely not use this matter as a joke to choose to communicate with me."

"Then, the person who wants to discuss everything with me, and whose reason involves my great-grandfather, should be you, right?"

Ye Weiyang was very smart; she could tell from the temperament Ye Ling possessed.

This person was not one who liked to waste time with indirect speech, and she was the same. Since that was the case, being straightforward was better for both of them.

"It is me." Ye Ling smiled slightly. "I came here this time not for anything else, but for your great-grandfather, the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang, and for the sealed sword of this former invincible God of War."

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang was stunned. She had thought Ye Ling might come to find her for any number of reasons, but she truly had not expected... that he would be aiming for this divine sword. Although she had a good impression of this young man, Ye Weiyang instinctively frowned slightly and said, "I am sorry, my great-grandfather's sword has not been in my possession for some time; it has returned to the Warrior Temple..."

"Where did you get the news about this sword? Could you tell me?"

Ye Weiyang asked.

Although Ye Ling's temperament did not seem like it, with the highest respect for this sword and the glory of her great-grandfather, Ye Weiyang even thought he might be the descendant of some big figure, knowing the fame of the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang and that sword, and simply wanting to try... Ye Weiyang's lifelong wish had been to make this divine sword shine again, but now, looking at Ye Ling's attitude, she became somewhat conflicted. "Miss Weiyang, I think you have misunderstood me." Ye Ling smiled slightly. "I am not one of those good-for-nothings who, knowing its fame, simply wants to obtain the divine sword out of playfulness."

"I have come here with genuine confidence."

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang was stunned. She turned her head to look at Han Yu's position, carrying a trace of doubt. This young man was very mysterious, but compared to trusting him, Ye Weiyang was more willing to choose to trust Han Yu. "Ye Ling is indeed... if he counts as a playful second-generation heir..."

"Then I am a piece of trash, a pure piece of trash."

Han Yu gave a bitter smile. Recalling the "pleasure" of being dominated by Ye Ling in past competitions, Han Yu was now somewhat helpless, so he explained: "Sister Weiyang, do you remember the young man I told you about who suppressed me fiercely in the Youth Knight Competition semifinals a few years ago?"

"It is Ye Ling."

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang was stunned and asked, "The one who defeated Yang Wenzhao, and the genius Ye Ling who saved Uncle Han a few years ago?"

"Exactly." Han Yu nodded.

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang turned around, took a step back, and saluted with an apology: "I am sorry, Knight Ye Ling. It was my fault for misunderstanding you this time. I hope you will forgive me."

"That is of no concern." Ye Ling smiled.

Chen Ying'er on the side did not speak, only looking at Ye Ling with a smile, as if saying: "Hey, as expected of the one I set my eyes on, he only used a name to make Ye Weiyang change her attitude!"

"However, I am still a bit sorry," Ye Weiyang said embarrassedly. "The matter regarding this sword is too significant, so please prove yourself..."

"How should I prove it?" Ye Ling asked.

"Your identity, or something that can prove your identity..." Ye Weiyang replied.

"I understand." Ye Ling suddenly took out several tokens from his storage space, which hovered in mid-air, verifying everything about Ye Ling's identity.

Standing before you is Ye—disciple of Long Xingyu—Knight Temple Hall Master Candidate—Division Commander—Ling! (End of chapter)