Chapter 2841: Only a day has passed?

Ye Zhangqing now has little interest in spirit stones and immortal crystals.

The reason is that what he needs can no longer be bought with spirit stones and immortal crystals.

Moreover, what Ye Zhangqing wants now doesn't need to be bought with money at all.

Ye Zhangqing reopened the auction, and under Tianlin's handling, the news spread quickly.

The Heavenly Family members also all said that they had already done their utmost to repay your favors, and as for whether they could finally eat, it depended on how deep their pockets were.

As soon as the news came out, it instantly drew cheers from countless human cultivators.

Especially for those like the Qi Family Ancestor who have deep foundations, they were even more excited.

Having missed out before, this time they were determined to get a share of the hot dish no matter what.

A day passed quickly, and the next day, the same scene as before reappeared on every street in the city.

The crowd gathered like a tide, a dark mass surging from all directions toward the Heavenly Family Estate.

Even after a day of buildup, this time the number of people was even greater.

However, the Heavenly Family Estate naturally had made thorough preparations; not only did the Heavenly Palace send personnel, but the Heavenly Family also had several elders leading clan juniors to maintain order.

Therefore, overall, aside from the crowding, everything else was much better than the previous day at the Eight Immortals Pavilion.

Preparations had been made, but A Jiu here was now dazed.

Last night, he finally found a place to stay, a shady corner of a wall.

Relying on his decent strength, he drove off several batches of competitors and successfully monopolized this auspicious spot.

He could barely count it as a comfortable night's rest, but the moment he stepped out of the alley, the next second he was swallowed by the crowd on the street.

This familiar feeling made A Jiu's heart sink; he struggled desperately, though it was useless, and while straining his neck he asked.

"Where are you taking me?"

Upon hearing that, the person beside him, also caught up in the crowd, said with a doubtful expression.

"You don't know? Of course it's the Heavenly Family Estate—Ye the Immortal Chef has opened the auction again today."

"Huh???"

As soon as those words were spoken, A Jiu broke out in a cold sweat—again?

This feeling was all too familiar to him; the day before, hadn't he been swept along like this to the Eight Immortals Pavilion, where he then angrily spent 1,110,000 immortal crystals?

It's only been a day since then, and damn it, here we go again?

Yet, while feeling depressed in his heart, A Jiu himself didn't even notice that, inexplicably, he harbored some anticipation.

Thinking of the deliciousness of that table of food, his mouth couldn't help but start watering.

Feeling both depressed and anticipating, he followed the crowd and surged toward the Heavenly Family Estate.

Still, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Damn it, I have important business today."

A Jiu originally had a plan today; he had already picked out a Heavenly Palace heavenly general and made plans for the night.

He had intended to use this person as a breakthrough, figuring out how to corrupt a batch of people inside the Heavenly Palace, making future actions easier.

But looking at the current situation, today's plan is probably going to fall through again.

Damn it, he couldn't even turn his head, his feet were out of control, being shoved forward by the crowd—still talking about what plan?

A Jiu was puzzled—how come in the human realm, acting according to plan is so difficult, with accidents popping up every time?

He didn't know how long it had taken; anyway, along the way he hadn't been walking on his own at all.

When he came to his senses again, A Jiu found himself following the crowd to outside the Heavenly Family Estate.

At this moment, the surroundings of the Heavenly Family Estate were already completely packed with countless human cultivators.

And above the estate, a huge platform made from a magical treasure floated in midair.

Tianlin, as the host of this auction, stood upon it.

Below, those standing at the very front of the crowd were people like the Qi Family Ancestor—those with the deepest foundations and the best chance to win the dish—and they were each surrounded by a large group of followers.

These people were also clever; Ye Zhangqing said the auction goes to the highest bidder, with no limit on the number of participants.

If they could catch the other party's eye and get some reflected glory, that would also be highly desirable.

Thus, around people like the Qi Family Ancestor, there naturally gathered many lackeys.

A Jiu still hadn't regained his senses, mainly because the crowd squeezing him gave him a slight headache.

But just as he was quietly recovering, a delighted voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Young master, young master, you've come too."

"Huh???"

Upon hearing it, A Jiu instinctively felt the caller was addressing him; he looked around, and then the voice sounded again.

"Young master, over here, I'm over here."

"Huh???"

Following the sound, he saw indeed a youth about his own age, waving and shouting loudly.

A Jiu had an impression of this person; back outside the Eight Immortals Pavilion, he had been squeezed next to him.

For a professional like A Jiu, anyone he's seen is basically unforgettable—that's called cultivation.

He recognized the person at a glance, and upon seeing A Jiu looking, the other exerted all his strength, bringing along a few companions to squeeze hard to get in front of A Jiu.

Still, with many people strength is great; a single person basically couldn't push through.

Out of breath, the youth looked at A Jiu with a face full of delight and spoke.

"Young master, are you also here for the auction today?"

"I guess so."

Upon hearing that, A Jiu gave a casual reply; hearing this, the youth became even more obsequious.

His idea was simple: his group certainly lacked the strength to win it.

All the immortal crystals everyone had on them totaled less than a hundred thousand; what could that amount of money do?

But Ajiu had a chance—just the day before he had lavishly spent 1,110,000 immortal crystals, overwhelming the Ji family patriarch and securing the lead.

At a glance he's clearly an Immortal Clan descendant, the type that's not short of money.

More importantly, Ajiu was alone—when he went to the Eight Immortals Pavilion earlier, he'd gone by himself, with no guards or companions.

If they could latch onto this thick thigh, they might get to share in the bounty.

If we can't afford it ourselves, we have no choice but to rely on the elder brother—everyone knows that.

Thus, the young man's attitude toward Ajiu was one of fawning respect.

"May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"

"My surname is Chen."

"So you are Master Chen."

While saying that, he was already recalling the major Chen clans of the Immortal Realm.

But he hadn't forgotten the matter at hand, gesturing to his companions to act.

Soon, several people blocked the crowd outside, and instantly a modest but spacious area formed around Ajiu—much more comfortable than being squeezed in the throng.

At the same time, the youth smiled and said.

"Young Master Chen has arrived; today no one can rival him. Since we're still far from the Tian Family Estate, if Young Master Chen doesn't mind, we fellow brothers are willing to guard his safety and block the crowd."

Huh???

Upon hearing that, Ajiu was somewhat dazed.