Chapter Fourteen: Shattered Flames

  Qin Fang laughed with great relief and said, "Ye Yang, the grade of that sword is at least one level higher than the long spear. The sword can be kept for yourself to use, but the long spear can be taken to Qing Lei's auction house for sale!"

  "Alright, got it!"

  Ye Yang smiled and replied, "I've gone to the black cloth, wrapped up the long sword and spear, then put away the Shenlong tripod. Opening the door, the outside light was so piercing, I've been cultivating for three days and three nights already!"

  The guard rushed forward excitedly and said: "Young master, you've finally come out!"

  Ye Yang nodded: "Tell the kitchen to make something for me to eat! Forget it, I'll go myself..."

  Entering the prefecture's kitchen, Ye Yang hastily filled his stomach and then took out the newly cast sword and spear, rushing straight to the Qing Lei auction house.

  It's strange to say, after three days and three nights of cultivation, Ye Yang still looked radiant and didn't feel tired at all. Probably due to the Hundred Refinements Technique, he was completely immersed in this mystical state, which was actually not much different from sleep.

  ……

  Qing Lei Auction House, it's just the moment when the afternoon auction starts.

  Ye Yang entered the auction house's back room, and the fat manager also recognized him, with a smile all over his face, he came forward: "Young Master Zi Yu, what brings you here this time?"

  "Wow!"

  Ye Yang shook the black cloth in his hand, and suddenly a bright long spear appeared out of thin air. The handle of the spear was floating with patterns, the blade was cold and sharp, revealing a hint of blood red color, which was the effect of the Ghost Tiger Core.

  "What? This... this..."

  Looking at the long gun, the fat manager's shock was beyond measure, and he almost petrified on the spot, standing there stupidly, his whole body trembling. After a while, he finally said: "Young Master Zi Yu, do you want to sell this gun?"

  Ye Yang nodded: "The best is now, sell it now!"

  "Good!" The fat manager nodded repeatedly, with a respectful face, and solemnly said: "You wait for a moment, I'll go ahead and invite the young lady over!"

  "Uh-huh."

  Ye Yang nodded slightly and floated over to sit in the chair beside him, his entire movement elegant and refined, with a high-handed air about it. This again shocked the fat manager, who hastily rushed out, but surprisingly, this fat manager, who was as chubby as a seal, moved nimbly, disappearing from view after a few leaps. It seemed he was also an extraordinary expert!

  A few minutes later, a refreshing fragrance wafted over, and before I knew it, the elegant and refined Lei Xiaodie had appeared!

  Ye Yang raised his head and took a glance, and was secretly shocked. He saw Lei Xiaodie wearing a purple gauze skirt, with two brocade armor bands wrapped around her moving peaks, the light gauze swaying, and pieces of snow-white almost hidden under the gauze skirt. This woman was truly an enchanting beauty!

  What made Ye Yang even more astonished was that Lei Xiaodie, this beautiful girl, possessed such strength, and it wasn't until she appeared in front of him that he discovered it. This cultivation might not be inferior to his own!

  "Oh, it's Young Master Zi Yu again! You're here once more?" Lei Xiao Die's face was filled with tender affection, the sweetness in her words almost dripping out.

  "This fairy..."

  Ye Yang remained expressionless and calmly said: "Miss Lei, take a look at this rifle, how about selling it?"

  "Wait a minute! Boss, call over the most experienced sword appraiser!"

  "Yes, young lady!"

  The fat boss left, and Lei Xiaodie took over the long gun, stretched out his hand to wipe the gun blade, and suddenly opened his small mouth in surprise: "Wow, what a strong rebound force! Master Zi Yu, this gun must be made by a famous craftsman!"

  Ye Yang smiled and made no comment.

  Lei Xiaodie was a clever and astute person, she understood that Ye Yang didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask any more questions.

  Soon after, a white-haired old man came to the room, glanced at the gun and was shocked: "How can such a sharp blade appear here?"

  Lei Xiaodie smiled and asked: "De Ye, take a look at this gun, what grade is it?"

  The old man gently stroked the blade of the gun, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He said in a low voice, "It's an eighth-grade blade, and it's actually a top-notch eighth-grade blade!"

  Lei Xiaodie's eyes widened in shock: "Really?"

  "Yes, young lady!" The old man's tone was extremely sincere.

  Lei Xiaodie nodded with a smile: "Great, I didn't expect Qing Lei Auction House to have such a big deal today! Manager, go and issue an announcement immediately. In two days, Qing Lei Auction House will sell a Grade 8 long gun, starting price of 10,000 silver coins!"

  "Yes, young lady!"

  ……

  Lei Xiaodie looked deeply at Ye Yang, trying to find any weakness in this mysterious young man. Unfortunately, Ye Yang sat calmly in the chair, his eyes deep and unfathomable, with no weaknesses to be found. Occasionally, he would glance at her.

  Lei Xiaodie suddenly sneered, this is not invincible after all. The three most effective weapons to knock down a man are wealth, power and women, and the little brat in front of her can be knocked down with just a woman!

  Then, Lei Xiaodie's smile grew thicker, and with a multitude of charms, she walked to Ye Yang's side, poured him a cup of tea, and said in a voice that was soul-stirring and bone-melting: "Young Master Zi Yu, do you plan on naming this long gun?"

  Ye Yang nodded: "Luo Yan!"

  "Alright, just wait for a moment!"

  Lei Xiaodie gave an order, and soon a black crystal stone was brought over. She grasped the crystal stone in her palm, let out a loud cry, and her body's energy surged wildly, with flames raging about. In an instant, she melted the crystal stone. With a light flick of her wrist, the words "Luo Yan" appeared on the gun handle.

  The handwriting is powerful and forceful, the leaves are fluttering, and my heart is secretly shocked. This woman not only has extraordinary strength but also has such an extraordinary calligraphy skill. If a woman like this were to live for thousands of years more, there would be no need for Wang Xizhi or Yan Zhenqing!

  Ye Yang took a sip of tea and smiled: "Good word!"

  Lei Xiaodie was a bit shy: "Ziyu is joking..."

  Unconsciously, Lei Xiaodie's successive titles changed, directly calling Ye Yang's courtesy name. The relationship between the two was subtly brought closer, and Ye Yang couldn't refuse, could only endure it, secretly lamenting in his heart: I'm done for! Thinking that I've been wise all my life, yet I've "been affectionately treated" by this little woman!

  Not long after, both parties signed a sales agreement and stamped their hands. Ye Yang then left behind the Luoyan gun.

  Just as he was about to leave, Lei Xiaodie called out: "Zi Yu, wait..."

  "What's wrong?" Ye Yang turned back.

  Lei Xiaodie's beautiful eyes were full of wisdom and wit, she smiled and pointed to the long sword wrapped in black cloth behind Ye Yang, saying: "That sword, may I take a look at it?"

  Ye Yang was taken aback, this woman had seen through him. The sword on his back contained power several times stronger than the Falling Flame Gun. Indeed, its sharpness was exposed, and even multiple layers of brocade couldn't wrap it up!

  After some thought, it's good! This sword has been named!

  Ye Yang glanced around and then at Lei Xiaodie, this little woman was extremely clever. He immediately said to the attendants on either side: "You can all go down, I have a few words to say to Zi Yu!"

  A group of subordinates dispersed one after another.

  Ye Yang then took down the long sword behind him, swung it with one hand, and the cloth flew apart. The long sword flew straight towards Lei Xiaodie in mid-air!

  "Hmm..."

  Lei Xiaodie's soft laughter accompanied the catch of the long sword, its body transparent and without any impurities, surrounded by a blood-colored aura that seemed to be swirling around it, truly an exceptional weapon!

  "Good! Good! Good!"

  Lei Xiaodie called out three times, her beautiful eyes slightly dazed. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Ye Yang, smiling: "Does Young Master Ye have any intention of selling this sword?"

  Ye Yang shook his head: "No, this is my own sword!"

  "Huh? Why isn't there a name engraved on the sword?"

  "Not yet carved!"

  "If you don't mind, I can help you with this!"

  Ye Yang stood up and smiled: "Thank you, then I'll have to trouble Miss. The name of this sword is Broken Flame!"

  "Hmm!"

  A few seconds later, the two words "Po Yan" appeared on the sword. This sword was forged from Cold Iron and Xuan Ling Stone, with the addition of Gui Hu's refined spirit, making it extremely hard. It was almost impossible to engrave words on the sword, so they could only be remade using molten lava. However, Lei Xiao Die's skills were not ordinary, and the two words "Po Yan" were written in a majestic and powerful manner!

  "Thank you, miss!" Ye Yang liked it very much and thanked her again.

  Lei Xiaodie smiled and said: "Although Po Yan has been formed, there is no binding of the sword scabbard and hilt. Why not let a young woman take care of it together?"

  Ye Yang could see that Lei Xiaodie was intentionally showing enthusiasm towards him, but based on the "three principles" of "not taking the initiative, not refusing, and not being responsible", there was no reason to refuse, so he gladly agreed.

  Lei Xiaodie personally took action, binding layer upon layer of cyan steel wires onto the hilt of the long sword. With her power infused, the steel melted and condensed into a cyan dragon pattern, looking dazzling to the extreme!

  Ye Yang couldn't help but admire her greatly, thinking to himself that whoever marries Lei Xiaodie and opens an ironwork shop with her would definitely have a thriving business!

  After doing all that, Leixiaodie turned around and entered the inner room. Not long after, she held a delicate wooden box in her hands, smiling and saying: "The treasure of our store!"

  "What is it?" Ye Yang asked.

  Lei Xiaodie opened the box, and to her surprise, it was a pure black scabbard. She picked up the scabbard, smiling: "The length and width are just right, this scabbard is made of obsidian, which can isolate 90% of the energy. In this way, when your Broken Flame Sword is sheathed, its aura will be completely gone, and it will save you a lot of trouble, won't it?"

  Ye Yang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but stand up, laughing: "Miss Xiao Die, how can I possibly accept this? This scabbard is very valuable, I really can't take it!"

  Looking at Ye Yang's hypocritical appearance, Lei Xiaodie burst out laughing: "Alright, this sword sheath belongs to you alone. Zi Yu, you are a VIP of Qing Lei Auction House, giving you a sword sheath is nothing."

  "What... honored guest?" Ye Yang was taken aback.

  "Uh-huh."

  Lei Xiaodie reached into her bosom and pulled out a gold card, on which was clearly printed the words "Qing Lei Auction House". She smiled and said: "From now on, Zi Yu, you are an honored guest of Qing Lei Auction House. The auction brokerage fee will be reduced by half, and you will enjoy all kinds of privileges!"

  Ye Yang took the card and quickly stuffed it into his bosom, good stuff, this can be melted later to make a few gold rings, gold earrings and so on to give to the virtuous women!

  Lei Xiaodie's kindness and persuasion were very obvious, and Ye Yang didn't refuse either. He took back the Broken Flame Sword, which made a "ting" sound as it entered its scabbard. Indeed, a good horse deserves a good saddle, and with the sword scabbard, the sharpness of the Broken Flame Sword was retracted, which would indeed save Ye Yang a lot of trouble. After all, this is a chaotic world, where an innocent man can be guilty just because he possesses something valuable!

  ……

  Farewell to Leixiaodie, back to the mansion, continue to close the door and cultivate. The day that Yeyang has been worried about is also coming, and there are still 10 days before the Huoshen clan's new star martial arts conference. At that time, Yeyang will represent the Ye family to fight, and may encounter Peng Yueer!

  As for Peng Yue'er, Ye Yang had a deep-seated resentment towards her. This so-called genius girl was pampered and spoiled by the world, arrogant and overbearing, showing no respect to Ye Nantian whatsoever, repeatedly provoking him. This time, he would find an opportunity to teach her a good lesson!

  The next day, a shocking piece of news exploded in Liang City: the Qing Lei Auction House was about to auction off an eighth-grade long spear!

  In this era, a high-ranking military officer represents strength and is a symbol of power and dignity!

  As a result, the streets and alleys were all discussing who would ultimately get the Luoyan spear, while the various major families in Liangcheng were also planning how to get their hands on it. After all, giving such a powerful weapon to a newcomer would inevitably create a brand new powerhouse!

  Ye Yang continued to cultivate in secret, entering a secluded room with Zhan Yue and Yao Yang. The effect was slightly improved, but this divine weapon was still very useful.

  On the third day, Qing Lei Auction House publicly auctioned off Luo Yan's gun, with everyone watching.

  A sea of people, all major clans sent representatives to compete. The eighth-grade weapon, the Eight Slashing Axes, already possessed deterrent power. Why was the Huo Clan able to stand tall for thousands of years? In a sense, Zhan Yue Yang played a crucial role. Although the Huo Clan declined day by day, as long as Zhan Yue Yang existed, those who coveted the Huo Clan had to weigh their actions carefully.

  The auction house Tianzi Hao package room, Ye Yang stood at the window, looking at the crowded crowd downstairs, smiled lightly, and casually picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a refreshing jasmine fragrance filled his throat, making him feel refreshed.

  Behind Ye Yang stood a beautiful young girl, dressed in thin silk, with a graceful and elegant demeanor. She was none other than Lei Xiaodie, the owner of Qing Lei Auction House. Smiling, she asked: "Zi Yu, can you guess how much the Falling Flame Gun will sell for?"

  "I don't know." Ye Yang said calmly.

  Lei Xiaodie chuckled and said: "I think that this eighth-grade long spear's price will at least be raised to over 50,000 taels of silver!"

  "Let's hope so!"

  Suddenly, Lei Xiaodie pointed downwards and said: "Zi Yu, look, isn't that Cao De, the patriarch of the Fire God clan, the Cao family?"

  "Huh?"

  Ye Yang's eyes swept across, and he smiled lightly: "Is that so?"

  Lei Xiaodie nodded and said: "I didn't expect that this auction would even shock Cao De, it seems that he also has a heart for the Luoyan gun!"

  Ye Yang raised the corner of his mouth: "Is this Luoyan spear really that good?"

  "Hmm!"

  Lei Xiaodie smiled and her gaze fell on the two swords behind Ye Yang's back, saying: "Of course, this eighth-grade sword is far inferior to your current sword, Po Yan. The day before yesterday, our chief sword appraiser had already detected that Po Yan belongs to a seventh-grade sword, sharp and containing ghostly power, it is an invaluable divine weapon!"

  Ye Yang smiled ambiguously, indeed, the blade forged from the hundred-refined technique was extremely sharp. In these two days of using Po Yan, he could clearly feel his combat strength increasing. If he had been holding Po Yan in his hand back then, rather than that ordinary iron sword, he probably would have died a miserable death under the Ghost Tiger's single blow.

  Soon after, Lei Xiaodie exclaimed: "Ah, isn't that Gongzi Feng? The collateral grandson of the King of Chu, heavens! He's actually here too! Waaah, no way... and there's also Pang Jing..."

  "Who is Pang Jing?"

  "Heavens, you don't even know him?" Lei Xiaodie looked at Ye Yang in surprise.

  "Who is it?"

  "Pang Jing, the lord of Liang City, possesses strength at the 8th level of the Great Land. Originally a valiant general of Wei State, he was defeated and his country was destroyed. Later, he received recognition from General Meng Tian and became the lord of Liang City. This man is known as 'Laughing Face Tiger' and is a treacherous person with a sweet tongue but a poisonous heart!"

  "Oh..."

  Ye Yang gazed calmly at the crowd, his eyes falling on Pang Jing. This man was imposing in stature, about two meters tall, with a robust physique and muscles that rippled beneath his skin. He wore a long robe, his face creased into a warm smile, exuding an aura of benevolence reminiscent of a laughing Buddha. Under the protection of a group of guards, he arrived at the auction scene, and it seemed that the Falling Flame Gun was indeed extraordinary, even startling the city lord!

  On the stage of the auction, the fat manager is listing one by one the items to be auctioned, doing his job in an orderly manner.

  "The first auction item, Xuanjie Down Riding Wu Jue Difeng Step!"

  "The second auction item, a Spring and Autumn Period Warring States non-grade sharp weapon - the Chaotic Blade of Primordial Chaos!"

  "The third auction item, Handan's master craftsman-made protective armor, Luanyun Suozi Jia!"

  ……

  The fat boss was announcing, when suddenly someone stood up from the audience and said in a dignified tone: "Boss, less nonsense, let's start the auction for the Eight-Rank Flamefall Gun!"

  Everyone was shocked, and it turned out that the speaker was none other than the city lord, Pang Jing!

  With one hammer, Pang Jing said so, how dare the fat manager disobey? He reluctantly picked up the Falling Flame Gun and his gaze drifted towards the VIP room of the auction house, which was exactly where Ye Yang and Lei Xiaodie were located.

  "Hum, how detestable!"

  Lei Xiaodie clenched her fists and huffed: "That old thing, Pang Jing, actually dared to disrupt the rules of my Qing Lei Auction House, how detestable!"

  Ye Yang looked at Pang Jing and smiled slightly: "Miss Xiao Die, dare you offend him?"

  Lei Xiaodie pursed her red lips: "I don't dare..."

  "Then just bear with it..."

  "Uh-huh."

  Lei Xiaodie stood quietly, nodding slightly. The fat manager on stage got the permission and immediately raised the Falling Flame Gun in his hand, loudly declaring: "At the request of Mr. Pang Jing, the first item for auction is this Falling Flame Gun, an eighth-grade military blade, extremely sharp, with a powerful ghostly energy inside that can severely injure and paralyze the opponent! The starting price is 10,000 silver coins, please bid!"

  At this moment, Cao De was the first to raise his arm in the crowd and said loudly: "11,000 taels!"

  Pang Jing's gaze swept towards Cao De, and he chuckled: "This old fellow is actually so impatient, it seems that this Luoyan gun is a must-have for the Cao family?"

  Next to Pang Jing, a sharp-mouthed and pointed-chinned teacher smiled slightly: "Sir, don't worry, if we talk about financial resources, can the Cao family be compared with you? They are just a small salt merchant, but you are the master of a city, holding the lives of millions of people in your hands!"

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