Chapter 220: Be a Bad Kid (10,000 Characters Complete, Requesting Subscriptions and Votes)

Xiao Yan learned from the ancestral memory of Xiao Xuan that Dou Emperor Families do not reside on the Dou Qi Continent, but instead live in their own Little World.

Such a method is truly terrifying.

At the Pai Mai Chang, to highlight the value of the Residual Map, the auctioneer had worn out his mouth, babbling endlessly, yet the hall remained utterly silent.

Because the Pai Mai Chang often pulls out unknown junk to deceive bidders.

After the auction hall's silence lasted nearly five minutes, the auctioneer finally sighed and was about to declare the auction canceled when a voice suddenly rang out, making him exhale in relief.

"One hundred ten thousand."

The calm voice shattered the silence; countless gazes turned toward the sound and settled on Xiao Yan, seated near the front rows. Murmurs arose.

"Alchemists really don't lack money."

"Exactly—spending hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins on such a thing."

"Hey, I bet this guy doesn't know the Pai Mai Chang's tricks—he thinks it's some real treasure, unaware that such things appear all the time throughout the year."

Fan Ling paused briefly, his narrowed eyes fixed on the ancient, tattered cloth slightly swaying in the auctioneer's hand, then glanced at Xiao Yan; his gaze flickered, and a sly, triumphant smile curled his lips.

"One hundred thirty thousand Gold Coins." Fan Ling challenged Xiao Yan with a look.

"Two hundred thousand." Xiao Yan didn't even look at Fan Ling; he spoke slowly.

At this price, everyone present immediately prepared to watch the show—there was no doubt they were locked in a standoff.

But regardless of how others reacted, Xiao Yan sat there calmly, utterly relaxed.

"Three hundred thousand." Fan Ling sneered; no matter what, he refused to let Xiao Yan have an easy time.

"One million." Xiao Yan spoke leisurely, as if the number meant nothing more than a figure he was casually tossing out.

In truth, Xiao Yan was absurdly wealthy—Ya Fei's ten million Gold Coins were merely pocket money; his true fortune lay in his Pill Alchemy.

The Elixirs he carried, if converted to Gold Coins, would amount to a astronomical sum.

At this moment, Xiao Ning and the others beside Xiao Yan had already gone weak in the knees. They'd gained quite a bit of insight!

Before Fan Ling could bid, the elder beside him urgently pulled him and said, "Young Sect Master, absolutely not."

Fan Ling shook off the elder and coldly said, "One hundred ten thousand."

But unexpectedly, Xiao Yan did not raise his bid again; instead, he crossed his arms and looked at Fan Ling. Even with his Hood covering his face, everyone could see the mockery hidden beneath it.

"Since you like it so much, I'll let you have it."

"You!" Fan Ling glared at Xiao Yan. A million Gold Coins for a rag? That far exceeded his limits—even if the Blood Sect had deep pockets, he had other items to fight for today; spending such a fortune on a worthless scrap would surely get him scolded to death by his father.

Xun Er whispered, "Brother Xiao Yan, I still have some Gold Coins."

Xiao Yan inwardly sighed—he'd been supported by this rich girl since childhood, and now he still was.

But being supported felt truly nice.

"No need. He'll give it to me later." Xiao Yan's eyes flashed a hint of ferocity.

Ignoring Fan Ling's hostile gaze, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes and waited for the Earth-Class Combat Technique to appear.

A mere Blood Sect dares to snatch something from me, a Tian Ji Protector of the Soul Hall? Remember, there's a Soul Hall branch in the Black Horn Region!

And Xiao Yan currently still had over thirty thousand Soul Points.

Truly seeking death by knocking on the gates of the King of Hell.

The auction continued; aside from a few rare Medicinal Materials that Xiao Yan bid on, he had little interest in the rest.

Sometimes attending an auction is a torment—Xiao Meng and the others had been excited at first, but by the end, they were nearly asleep, numb to everything.

Just as the auction neared its final moments, a truly weighty Auction Item finally appeared: a Scroll, precisely, a Body Technique-type Dou Technique.

"Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body, Body Technique, Rank: Earth-Rank Low-Level."

The auctioneer knew this was the main event and said no more nonsense; he gave only the barest details—those fourteen simple characters instantly plunged the noisy auction hall into silence. Countless bloodshot eyes snapped toward the silver scroll on the crystal stage; rapid breathing, like bellows, hissed loudly.

Even Xiao Yan was not immune—he'd long outgrown the speed of his current Burst Step.

"Earth-Class Body Technique." Xiao Yan drew a deep breath; even he couldn't stop his heart from quickening, his gaze filled with awe!

The Black Horn Region truly is terrifying—they say an Earth-Class Dou Technique was auctioned here just last year.

But Xiao Yan understood: Earth-Class Dou Techniques aren't as common as cabbages here—this is the Black Horn Region.

These are all rat goods, black-market goods!

Upon hearing "Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body," Xun Er's brows furrowed slightly. "Brother Xiao Yan, this Body Technique isn't that good."

"Huh? Does this Body Technique have flaws?" Xiao Yan asked.

Xun Er shook her head. "It's not a flaw in the technique itself—purely in speed, Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body can rival Earth Rank Advanced Grade Body Techniques. The problem lies in its origin."

Xiao Yan's eyes sharpened; he'd guessed this technique had a background.

"Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body comes from the Four Pavilions' Thunder and Wind Pavilion. Though only Earth-Rank Low-Level, it is the Pavilion's core technique—the prerequisite for cultivating the Earth Rank Advanced Grade Dou Technique, Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body. Its secrecy is extreme; only Core Disciples of the inner circle may learn it. If an outsider cultivates it… they will be hunted to the death by the Thunder and Wind Pavilion." Xun Er's face showed concern.

Xun Er knew the reason Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body's power rivals Heavenly Rank is because it has a faint connection to the Ancient Dou Di Family, the Lei Clan—this runs deep.

Hearing Xun Er's words, Xiao Yan felt no fear—instead, his eyes burned with eagerness; he feared only that the technique wasn't strong enough.

Xiao Yan knew perfectly well what the Four Pavilions were—one of the topmost Factions on the Dou Qi Continent, the Four Pavilions' Thunder and Wind Pavilion.

But! Even the Four Pavilions didn't scare him—let alone the Three Valleys. He was a Tian Ji Protector of the Soul Hall.

If the Thunder and Wind Pavilion dares to chase me, come to the Soul Hall!

Xiao Yan pinched Xun Er's cheek and laughed. "Hahaha—if your Brother Xiao Yan fears even the Thunder and Wind Pavilion, how will the Xiao Clan ever stand firm on the Dou Qi Continent?"

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Xun Er was startled—she always felt there was more beneath his words.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you…?"

Before Xun Er could finish, Xiao Yan bid: "Ten million Gold Coins."

Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body had no minimum bid—but Xiao Yan wasted no words; he bid every single Gold Coin he currently possessed.

Xiao Yan didn't even know exactly how many Gold Coins he had—aside from Ya Fei's gift, as Young Clan Leader of the Xiao Clan, he had some savings of his own.

Either way, if it wasn't enough, he still had Elixirs—he was going to crush them with price today.

Get out of my way, I'm taking this Thunder of Three Thousand!

Upon hearing Xiao Yan directly name a sum of ten million gold coins, the Blood Sect, the Heavenly Snake Mansion, and the Black Skull Tomb were all stunned—shocked by Xiao Yan's extravagant spending!

A low-level Earth-Rank Body Technique naturally costs more than ten million gold coins, but since this is contraband, it's a different matter.

After nearly five minutes of silent stillness, the Pai Mai Chang gradually came back to life; glances exchanged between attendees, all shaken to their bones and hearts pounding with excitement—ten million! How long would a Faction need to accumulate such a vast sum?

Xiao Yan's outrageous bid clearly caught the Blood Sect, the Heavenly Snake Mansion, and the Black Skull Tomb completely off guard; after exchanging uneasy looks, they all retracted their bids with grim expressions.

The Blood Sect hadn't even bid before being shut down.

Fan Ling, the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect, shot Xiao Yan a cold, venomous glance; his hand trembled slightly as he lowered his head, a cruel smile and murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Hehehe, if you hadn't bid for the Thunder of Three Thousand, I might not have had time to bother with you. Since you've come looking for death, don't blame me."

Xun Er said nothing as she watched Xiao Yan decisively bid for the Thunder of Three Thousand. She trusted that he had his own reasons.

Although the Thunder of Three Thousand was not the final, climactic item of the auction, for Xiao Yan it was—the last item was a Seven-Grade Pill, the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill.

Though the Pill was excellent, the auction conditions made Xiao Yan immediately refuse to bid.

The condition was that the buyer must agree to fulfill two requests from the seller.

Xiao Yan silently cursed the Alchemist as an idiot—did this Seven-Grade Pill really think it could command him?

In the end, Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion secured the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill by offering two favors from the Heavenly Snake Mansion's Dou Huang.

After the auction ended, Xiao Yan paid all dues, then distributed everything except the Thunder of Three Thousand and the Medicinal Materials to Xiao Yu and the others.

"Xiao Yu, find a place to refine the Bat-Wing Sky Glide—you'll be able to use the Flying Dou Technique. From here on, returning to Jia Nan Academy from Void Black Seal City is your final trial."

"Xun Er and I have other matters," Xiao Yan smiled, ignoring the five of them entirely—if they needed him to escort them back, they'd never grow.

Saying this, Xiao Yan took Xun Er's small hand and vanished into the crowd.

Letting Xiao Yan pull her along, Xun Er asked: "Brother Xiao Yan, are you planning to retrieve the Pure Lotus Demon Flame Residual Map from the Blood Sect?"

Only Xun Er and Xiao Yan knew that during the auction, the Residual Map was the most valuable item—if sold, it would be worth at least an Eight Grade Pill, or even more.

To Xun Er's surprise, Xiao Yan shook his head and smiled: "The Residual Map is fine where it is—the Blood Sect doesn't even know what it's for. We can take it back when the chance comes. But if the Pill is swallowed, it's gone for good."

"The Pill? The Yin-Yang Dragon Pill? But Brother Xiao Yan, you didn't bid for it just now?" Xun Er's eyes held innocent confusion—she thought he hadn't bid because he didn't want it.

Xiao Yan pulled Xun Er into a secluded alley and grinned mischievously: "Who doesn't want a Seven-Grade Pill? But agreeing to those two demands from the seller? Impossible."

"Brother Xiao Yan, you're thinking…"

"Robbery!"

"Robbery?!" Xun Er blinked her beautiful eyes—she, with her status and position, had everything she could ever want; she'd never even imagined committing robbery, let alone done it.

"Brother Xiao Yan, this… isn't it wrong?"

"Xun Er, this is called adapting to local customs—the Black Horn Region operates this way. We must respect local culture."

Xiao Yan flashed his bright white teeth in a radiant grin: "Besides, after being a good kid for so long, it's fine to be a bad kid once in a while."

Xun Er stared at Xiao Yan, dazed, murmuring: "Being a bad kid…"

Xiao Yan pulled two masks from his storage ring—he couldn't bring out the Soul Robe with Xun Er present.

Seeing Xiao Yan's tools fully prepared, Xun Er wondered if he did this often.

Xun Er trusted Xiao Yan unconditionally; after taking the mask, she asked: "But we don't know where the Heavenly Snake Mansion people are."

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes: "Don't worry—I've already locked onto them."

At that moment, a black cat darted through space, licking its fur, using its spiritual perception to pinpoint the whereabouts of the Heavenly Snake Mansion's people through Mao Wu.

Unless one reaches Dou Zong, one cannot enter Space, let alone detect it—only a Dou Zun might possibly pull Mao Wu out from Space.

That meant Mao Wu was now the strongest hunter!

By afternoon, the Heavenly Snake Mansion group finally swaggered out of the hotel and blasted out of Void Black Seal City.

Moments after the Heavenly Snake Mansion party left Void Black Seal City, two shadowy figures tore across the sky, instantly catching up to Elder Qing.

"Who?!" Elder Qing saw two black-robed figures with Spiritual Qi Wings hovering above, his eyes darkening with gravity.

Xiao Yan glanced at Xun Er beside him—he hadn't expected she could fly; her golden wings were far superior to his Purple Cloud Wings.

"Hand over the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill, and I'll spare your lives," Xiao Yan growled, voice low and cold.

"Huh? A Dou Ling and a High Dou Shi?!" Sensing Xiao Yan and Xun Er's cultivation levels, the twenty-plus members of the Heavenly Snake Mansion froze in disbelief.

They wondered if they were dreaming—a Dou Ling and a High Dou Shi could manifest Spiritual Qi Wings? And they dared to rob them?!

Elder Qing himself was a Dou Wang, and among the rest were eight Dou Lings and fourteen High Dou Shis.

Their entire worldview had shattered!

Beside him, Xun Er felt both nervous and excited; though she knew robbery was wrong, she couldn't help a small thrill of moral transgression.

Undeniably, this was a unique experience for Xun Er.

Xiao Yan crossed his arms and said: "What? Can't a Dou Ling rob a Dou Wang? Today, I'm doing exactly that."

Elder Qing's eyes hardened; he barked: "I don't care what madness you're under, but daring to rob the Heavenly Snake Mansion? You will pay dearly!"

Xiao Yan's eyes twisted into a feral grin: "Hahahaha! What a mighty Heavenly Snake Mansion—only you can rob me, but I can't rob you?"

Xiao Yan didn't just want the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill—he wanted revenge. Though the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor had promised to treat Qing Lin well, it was still stolen from him.

To let a grudge go unavenged? Not Xiao Yan!

Elder Qing finally understood why they were attacking—he was an enemy!

Xiao Yan used Soul Resonance: "Xun Er, can you handle the Dou Lings?"

Anyone else hearing this would think Xiao Yan insane—how could a High Dou Shi defeat a group of Dou Lings?!

Xun Er nodded lightly: "Yes."

The moment she spoke, golden energy erupted from her body; her Cultivation Realm surged instantly to Peak Dou Ling!

The intensity of this surge left not only the Heavenly Snake Mansion members stunned—even Xiao Yan was dumbfounded.

This Secret Technique was incredible!

"Xun Er, does this Secret Technique affect your body?"

"Brother Xiao Yan, don't worry—this Secret Technique has no side effects on me; it just can't be used continuously."

Xiao Yan heard this and felt utterly envious—how could people be so different? This Secret Technique was already stronger than Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes, and yet it had no side effects?!

Xiao Yan sighed inwardly, tears in his eyes, silently activating the Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes, a technique created by his own Ancestor—both incomplete and burdened with side effects.

Boom! A streak of fire erupted from Xiao Yan's body; within mere seconds, his aura surged from Star Two Dou Spirit to Star Eight Dou Spirit—an increase of six stars!

"Brother Xiao Yan, is that the Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes?" Xun Er's beautiful eyes widened in shock as she sent a mental voice.

The Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes was a legend even among Dou Emperor Families; the Three Mystical Changes of the Burning Flame Valley were merely incomplete, which was why they hadn't been targeted.

The true Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes was a miracle Secret Technique.

"Yes, I accidentally obtained the inheritance of the Burning Flame Valley's Secret Technique."

Seeing Xiao Yan's power explode upward, Elder Qing finally grew tense—clearly, these two were truly planning to rob her!

After chatting with Xun Er for a while, Xiao Yan looked down at Elder Qing, his eyes flashing with murderous intent as he sneered: "It seems you have no intention of accepting my offer."

No sooner had Xiao Yan spoken than a lingering afterimage remained where he stood; the next instant, he appeared before Elder Qing and struck first—his right fist gathering Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, unleashing the Eight Extremes Crush.

Boom! Even though Elder Qing activated a Dou Technique to defend, the hidden force of the Eight Extremes Crush combined with the physical reinforcement of Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame made defense impossible—she was blasted skyward by Xiao Yan's punch.

The Soul Hall acts—when they say robbery, they mean robbery!

Whoosh—a pair of bat wings sprouted behind Elder Qing; as a Dou King, she could naturally fly.

"Even if you've used a Secret Technique to boost your power, the gap between a Dou King and a Dou Spirit is irrevocable!" From beneath her long robe emerged a segment of green serpent tail; scales spread across her face, and a pair of sharp fangs emerged.

Green light blazed in Elder Qing's palm; she flicked her slender hand, and a massive energy serpent lunged toward Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan wasted no words—he gripped the Heavy Xuan Ruler and swung it toward the sky: Flame Division, Devouring Wave.

To use the Heavenly Flame Three Mystical Changes and still hesitate against a mid-level Dou King would be too shameful.

Boom! Endless blood-red flames erupted, instantly swallowing the green energy serpent. Elder Qing's Jade Hand glowed again, summoning an energy barrier to shield herself from Flame Division, Devouring Wave.

"A Land-Rank Dou Technique! Just who is this boy?!"

Just as Elder Qing considered retreating, a voice rang out from within the Sea of Fire: "Asura Soul Severing Technique—Soul Pursuit!"

The instant Elder Qing heard this, her Dou Qi involuntarily severed; the scene before her began to fracture. She realized she could no longer control her body—the world spun wildly around her.

Xiao Yan had methods for dealing with beasts.

Even though the Asura Soul Severing Technique was still far from mastery, capable of unleashing less than one percent of its power, it was more than enough to handle a Fifth Rank beast.

Snap—Xiao Yan's right hand clamped around Elder Qing's throat. Gazing at her dazed eyes and trembling, paralyzed lips, he whispered coldly into her ear: "Go back and tell Lv Man and Bai Ya—I, Xiao Yan, will personally visit your Sky Serpent Clan soon to settle the account over Qing Lin."

(End of Chapter)