Chapter 128: Grand Auction Hall of Tian Dou

Yu Tianyun had just entered the doorway when he saw a blond man standing with his back to him.

Hearing the movement, the blond man instantly turned around, a warm smile on his face.

"Yu brother, Rongrong, and Miss Duguyan, you've arrived!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Tianyun's eyes, but he only gave a slight nod.

Salute? That's impossible.

Members of the Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect have always only saluted those whose strength surpasses theirs; status means nothing here.

They never regard any empire or Crown Prince, perhaps that is the Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect's arrogance.

In Yu Tianyun's previous life's words, they're a bunch of dragon‑overlords, possessing a dragon martial soul; a bit of arrogance is normal.

Such arrogance is often unappealing, yet sometimes it earns respect.

Just like in the original Soul‑Eradication operation, members of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaur family, as long as they are within the sect, fight to the death without a thought of retreat.

Otherwise, with Yu Yuanzhen's strength, escaping would not be difficult, but due to his pride, he perished together with a Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall.

Yu Tianyun, raised in such a family environment, naturally carries some arrogance, yet he is not stubborn.

Influenced by the belief in equality from his past life, he would never salute any peer, except elders.

As for Crown Princes and the like, Yu Tianyun doesn't care; in his view, once he has absolute strength, he can become emperor whenever he wishes. In this world, only power backed by strength commands respect, and the outward Xue Qinghe clearly lacks that.

If the Xue Qinghe before him were to reveal his true form, Yu Tianyun could respectfully salute him without shame. Thinking of this, he sighed, "Grandfather still isn't trying hard enough!"

Nevertheless, Yu Tianyun's behavior at this moment appears perfectly normal, no different from the rest of his clan.

Xue Qinghe showed no hint of displeasure, still wearing a gentle smile, watching the three.

Duguyan and Yu Tianyun, alike, lightly tipped their heads, a form of greeting.

Ning Rongrong behaved more familiarly; after all, Xue Qinghe is her father's disciple, so she must show face. A courteous smile appeared on her pretty face, yet she thought otherwise:

"Brother Xue Qinghe, you came today; what's the matter?"

Xue Qinghe's gentle smile remained, and he said softly, "Rongrong, is it that I can't come see you just because I have nothing to do?"

Ning Rongrong, unaware of what medicine Xue Qinghe was selling, replied with a forced smile, "Brother Xue should prioritize state affairs; how can he waste time on a little lady like me?"

Xue Qinghe gently shook his head, "Rongrong, where does that come from? State affairs are important, but…"

…

Yu Tianyun and Duguyan, standing aside, made no comment, merely watching Ning Rongrong and Xue Qinghe bicker with cold eyes.

Suddenly, Yu Tianyun felt a stir; he was curious about Qian Renxue's looks. In his past life's memories, people debated whether Qian Renxue or the Silver Dragon King was the Douluo Continent's top beauty.

The Silver Dragon King, that reclusive dragon who dwells in the Lake of Life, he currently has no chance to meet, but now he has a chance to glimpse Qian Renxue's beauty.

Thus, he quietly activated his Ice-Fire Dual Pupils; now they show no abnormality. Since condensing his soul core, his control over mental force has become increasingly adept, bearing a return-to-nature feel.

He isn't at all afraid that Qian Renxue might notice.

He saw Xue Qinghe's masculine face gradually become transparent in his view, revealing a stunningly beautiful visage.

The skin was delicate as mutton‑fat jade, with a warm luster flowing through, as if a light touch would feel water‑smooth, yet it exuded a sacred loftiness that made one hesitant.

Slightly up‑turned eye corners held a hint of charm, yet were as cold as frost; long lashes like delicate fans, their glances could capture souls while radiating an aloofness that kept others at bay.

The high, straight nose resembled a steep, graceful mountain peak, its uprightness containing an untouchable majesty.

Her lips were cherry‑red and luscious, not merely tinted, the slightly upturned corners bearing a faint smile that seemed gentle yet concealed an unfathomable depth.

Noble, holy, cold‑charming—these words involuntarily surfaced in Yu Tianyun's mind.

He felt his gaze was firmly locked by Qian Renxue's beauty, unable to shift even a fraction.

Yet Qian Renxue's beauty could not overcome Yu Tianyun's subconscious bodily reaction.

His gaze involuntarily drifted down, landing on Qian Renxue's slender neck, its lines as graceful as a white swan, pale and elegant.

Further down, her delicate collarbone, slightly hollow, exuded a distinct sensuality.

Even lower, Yu Tianyun could no longer describe; he only saw patches of white light dazzling his eyes, making it impossible to look away, causing him to swallow his saliva. His heart roared like stormy seas, and he thought, "Such a world‑shaking, breathtaking face truly can be called a nation‑toppling beauty, stunning enough to choke! Actually, spending more time with her wouldn't be bad; perhaps mother's words aren't entirely correct."

However, he quickly realized he could not lose composure, hastily suppressing his inner shock and awe, swiftly regaining his mind, fearing Qian Renxue would detect any sign.

At the same time, he hurriedly forced the recently stirred qi and blood back down.

Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe continued conversing with Ning Rongrong, completely unaware of Yu Tianyun's subtle move.

Yu Tianyun steadied his mood, refocused his attention on their conversation, outwardly maintaining his cold, composed demeanor.

"Today is uneventful, Rongrong, Yu brother, Miss Duguyan, shall we all go to the Grand Auction Hall of Tian Dou? I've heard many rare treasures have appeared lately."

Xue Qinghe said finally.

Ning Rongrong's dark brows twitched slightly as she thought inwardly:

"Xue Qinghe's sudden arrival must have ulterior motives; though unclear now, the stakes are high. Could his target be me? That seems unlikely! He should know I could never marry into the royal family."

Thus, she clutched Yu Tianyun's arm and, in a coquettish tone, said, "Brother Tianyun, should we go?"

Ning Rongrong tossed the question to Yu Tianyun; if he hadn't seen Xue Qinghe's true appearance, he would surely decline, but now he gladly agreed, and the cold, handsome face suddenly broke into a warm smile as he said:

"Since the Crown Prince himself invites us, let's go. We'll take a day off, balancing work and rest."

Xue Qinghe, seeing this, became even more certain of his earlier suspicion; his eyes grew strange, for such intimacy and cooing tone plainly indicated a relationship beyond the ordinary. Yet were his ties with Duguyan, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun, and Ye Lingling likewise? Xue Qinghe scrutinized Yu Tianyun, attempting to discern more from his expression and bearing.

Yu Tianyun stood tall and lofty like a proud green pine. His handsome face bore a stern air, sword‑like eyebrows slanted, eyes deep as cold stars, sharp and resolute.

Below his straight nose, thin lips were pressed together, showing stubbornness. His skin was as white as jade, emitting a soft sheen in the sunlight, as if containing boundless power.

He wore a black, form‑fitting outfit, further highlighting his slender, capable figure; his black hair was tied high, and he exuded a fierce, unrestrained aura.

Xue Qinghe was momentarily dazed, murmuring to himself, "Sword‑like eyebrows, star‑like eyes, outstanding looks, towering stature, extraordinary aura…"

"Pah, pah, pah, even if he's good‑looking, he's still a scumbag."

"However, this scumbag does have the capital to attract many women around him."

"But are those women all that shallow?"

Xue Qinghe withdrew his gaze and looked at Ning Rongrong, saying, "Yu brother is right; cultivation also needs work‑rest balance, a day off isn't a big deal. However, Rongrong, what now piques my curiosity is the relationship between you all, and Miss Duguyan…"

Ning Rongrong sweetly laughed, "I and Tianyun big brother are fiancés, okay."

Yu Tianyun heard Ning Rongrong only introduce herself, then immediately added, "That's right, not only is Rongrong my fiancée, but Yan Yan is also my fiancée."

After he finished speaking, Ning Rongrong and Duguyan did not refute; one on the left and one on the right hugged his arm, showing an acquiescent posture.

Xue Qinghe was greatly shocked, never expecting them to have developed to this point, then added in his mind: "There's also Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ye Lingling are your fiancées! Hmph, disgusting, all the men of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaur family are scumbags!"

Xue Qinghe's gentle smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and his speech also became somewhat stammering.

"Yu brother, I know you are the heir of the Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect, but you have so many fiancées, including Rongrong; does my teacher know?"

Yu Tianyun nodded; the last time Ning Fengzhi came to thank him, he already knew everything, but he didn't say anything; anyway, he had already devoured Ning Rongrong completely, so even if he wanted to regret it, Ning Rongrong would be the first to not agree.

"Father-in-law, naturally knows. Moreover, Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa also know."

That one sentence left Xue Qinghe speechless; at this point he truly looked at Yu Tianyun with new eyes, father-in-law, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa were also called.

He increasingly despised Yu Tianyun's scumbag, rascal, shameless behavior.

Yet, being able to make so many women enamored, what charm does he actually have? Although he is indeed handsome, suave and unrestrained,... but those women shouldn't be so shallow; could it be that he also has some unknown strengths?

This made Xue Qinghe, that is, Qian Renxue's heartfelt curiosity continually spread.

"Since that's the case, let's set off now." Xue Qinghe withdrew his gaze, took the lead and walked outward.

The crowd followed behind him, Duguyan and Ning Rongrong still linked arms with Yu Tianyun, the group headed toward the Heaven Dou Grand Auction.

Along the way, Xue Qinghe constantly schemed in his mind: "I must stay calm, observe him well, think of how to respond, and absolutely not let him become an obstacle to my plan. But if I could use him, perhaps he would also be a good pawn."

Yu Tianyun's thoughts were much simpler, eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot; along the way he would occasionally sneak glances at Xue Qinghe's alluring figure.

(End of chapter)