Chapter 599: Idiot, Return-to-Spirit Herb!

Su Yu's calm voice rang out.

In an instant, the entire auction hall grew even quieter.

Even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Especially inside Han Jue's private room.

Han Jue's complexion tightened slightly.

The Knife‑wielder, disciple of the Azure Dragon Saint, junior brother of the Second Hall Master…

Even that first title alone could be considered on par with me, since I merely carry the lineage of a Yama's grandson.

But the latter two…

Damn it, you just ask who you are, and you immediately pull out two saints—what does that even mean?

Know that even in the Nine‑Nether Inferno, winning a saint's favor is extremely difficult, let alone being a saint's disciple.

And it's the Azure Dragon Saint…

For the entire Central Immortal Realm, the Azure Dragon Saint is the most untouchable.

Don't be fooled that the Azure Dragon Saint is just a mortal; he is the oldest saint, having lived through the God‑Slaughter War.

Even the Holy Sanctum and the Nine‑Nether Inferno dare not provoke him.

Not to mention, behind the Azure Dragon Saint stands the entire Dragon Race.

Among the Dragon Race, there are one or two saints as well.

That makes it even more terrifying.

As for the Second Hall Master…

Although he is of the Human Race, he's also a madman.

Otherwise he couldn't rank second among the five saints of the Knife‑wielding Hall, just below the Grand Hall Master of that Hall.

Either of those two is not an easy target to provoke.

And my own grandfather…

He's only at the late stage of the Royal Realm.

Compared to a saint, he's no different from an ant.

For a moment, a faint air of decadence spread over Han Jue.

This was the first time Han Jue couldn't suppress the other party by status.

At this moment, the old man in hemp robes, who had remained silent, finally spoke slowly.

His voice was a bit hoarse.

"Young master, this person must not be offended; even a lord should treat him with caution."

Han Jue, though a bit resentful, could only snort coldly and return to his seat.

He said nothing further.

Among the crowd below and in the ordinary private rooms.

Someone's gaze flickered faintly, their thoughts unreadable.

In the auction house's backstage, Grand Elder sat quietly on the sofa, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"This kid is getting a bit cocky."

"Although the Great Wei Imperial Dynasty knows Su Yu has arrived, such arrogance… only leads to trouble!"

Grand Elder murmured, then suddenly produced a jade slip in his hand.

Dense characters appeared on the jade slip, flooding Grand Elder's mind.

A moment later, Grand Elder slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still a bit strange.

"Those idiots of the Great Wei Imperial Dynasty can't really think that picking a scapegoat at random will fool the Azure Dragon Saint."

Just now, the Bai family's intelligence system transmitted a message to Grand Elder.

In the Great Wei Imperial Dynasty, a half‑step Royal Realm cultivator from the Yan family stole Yan's technique, has been expelled from the Yan family, and is now wanted by both the Yan family and the Great Wei Imperial Dynasty.

It looks like a fairly big piece of news.

But at this critical moment—

Especially since Su Yu is still within the Great Wei Imperial Dynasty's territory…

The purpose behind it is far from subtle.

Grand Elder's mouth twitched upward slightly.

"I was just lamenting that I had no chance to win over this kid, and you Great Wei handed the opportunity right to my mouth—actually, I should thank you Great Wei!"

A flash of wisdom flickered in Grand Elder's eyes.

Inside the private room.

Bai Lie looked at Su Yu with suspicion, as if he were a stranger.

"Boss, you've changed."

Bai Lie spoke softly, as if he didn't recognize Su Yu.

Su Yu, unfazed, replied, "What's up?"

Bai Lie leaned in, examined Su Yu closely, then said, "The boss I know was decisive and ruthless; when did he become someone who flaunts his background?"

Su Yu replied matter‑of‑factly, "What's wrong with it? If I have this background, why not use it? If I don't, I'll have to spend extra Heart of Law later, and even attract more trouble."

As he spoke, Su Yu looked at Bai Lie with the same gaze he would give a fool.

"Using certain status advantages to benefit oneself—what's wrong with that?"

"Do you think I'm one of those idiots?"

Bai Lie's complexion stiffened slightly.

Although he felt that Su Yu was right, for some reason Bai Lie sensed a faint discord.

It was as if his idol's persona suddenly collapsed before his eyes.

Bai Lie fell into prolonged contemplation.

Su Yu was indifferent.

He sat back in his seat.

Waiting for the Bai family to deliver the items, Su Yu handed over 8,000 Heart of Law.

Finally, without a hint of concern, he gave the Azure Dragon Core to Little Azure Dragon.

Little Azure Dragon cheerfully swallowed it in one bite, then shrank, slipped into Su Yu's pocket, and began mocking the Venerable Realm Azure Dragon Core.

Everything before was like a small farce.

The auction resumed.

The subsequent items, though, were even more precious than the Azure Dragon Core.

Moreover, another luxury private room that had remained silent earlier also set its sights on an item and claimed it.

But all this held no interest for Su Yu.

Time drifted slowly until an hour later.

The Bai family members pushed a wooden box forward.

Wang Lao's face broke into a mysterious smile.

"Everyone, this next item is truly rare!"

"In fact, I knew that among those present, many came specifically for this item."

At those words, countless gazes converged on the wooden box.

Some even attempted to force a view using spiritual soul power.

But the faint energy emanating from the box repelled them.

"Wang Lao, quickly tell us, what exactly is it!"

Someone said with a chuckle.

Wang Lao slowly opened the wooden box.

A plant radiating green light, looking like an ordinary wild grass, appeared inside the box.

Some people's eyes showed confusion, while others' grew urgent.

"Soul-Returning Herb! It can mend any spiritual soul power injury below the Saint Realm, and even amplify the strength of spiritual soul power."

"Starting bid: 100,000 Heart of Law!"

Wang Lao's voice fell.

Three distinct voices rang out from the three luxury private rooms.

"1,000,000 Heart of Law!"

"1,100,000 Heart of Law!"

"1,500,000 Heart of Law!"