Vandao Snake Emperor?

Upon hearing this name bestowed upon him by the senior, the King of All Paths Dragon was so shocked he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. His body trembled, his mind reeled, and he couldn't control himself.

He was the distinguished King of All Paths Dragon, a noble figure occupying a position above all others, his influence reverberating throughout the Daluo Region. If he were to change his name to Vandao Snake Emperor, wouldn't he become the laughingstock of all cultivators in the Daluo Region?

Wouldn't that be equivalent to killing him?

The King of All Paths Dragon's face was pale, tinged with a livid hue. He wanted to refuse but didn't know how to voice it.

He was also afraid that if he spoke rudely, he would offend this senior and share the same fate as the Breaking Heaven Demon Lord.

Just as he was feeling uneasy, Ye Yun suddenly laughed.

Although there wasn't anything inherently wrong with the title Vandao Snake Emperor, Ye Yun guessed it would be more unbearable for the King of All Paths Dragon than death itself.

"How about this?" Ye Yun said with a casual smile. "Remove the 'Dragon' character. As for the rest of your title, it's up to you."

He absolutely could not allow a name like King of All Paths Dragon to appear in the Divine Land. The reason he spared the King of All Paths Dragon's life was because this title was widely known and deeply ingrained in the Divine Land.

To shatter this ingrained impression, the King of All Paths Dragon had to live and personally announce his change of title to the entire Daluo Region. That way, the old title of King of All Paths Dragon would gradually fade from people's minds, and many perceptions would shift.

"Senior, perhaps you are a lover of dragons, and my title might have offended you. As for what my new title should be, why not let an esteemed elder like yourself decide?" the King of All Paths Dragon said humbly.

He worried that any new title he chose might displease this senior, who could kill him with a mere gesture. That would be a truly unjust end. Besides, the senior had just given him a chance by not forcing him to be called Vandao Snake Emperor. It seemed this senior didn't genuinely want to kill him.

"Since you are the emperor of the Van Dao Divine Dynasty, how about calling yourself the Ten Thousand Paths God Emperor?" Ye Yun suggested after a moment's thought.

"Thank you, Senior," the King of All Paths Dragon hurriedly bowed, a smile of relief spreading across his face.

No, he should now be called the Ten Thousand Paths God Emperor. That name wasn't bad at all. If proclaimed to the world, it likely wouldn't cause any controversy.

The Ten Thousand Paths God Emperor felt his heart settle.

"You may return. I will oversee the matter of your proclamation to the world," Ye Yun said, waving his hand with a faint smile.

"Senior, please rest assured. I will announce it to the world as soon as I return." The Ten Thousand Paths God Emperor performed a fist-and-palm salute and then turned to leave.

"Let's go too," Ye Yun said softly to the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon.

The Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon agreed and continued flying towards Yunxiao City.

His master had used some Great Divine Power to effortlessly kill several cultivators in the Divine Monarch Realm. This left the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon utterly astounded. His master was simply too strong. This kind of invisible killing Divine Skill was extraordinarily terrifying and impossible to guard against. Fortunately, it was the Bloody Overlord Demonic Dragon who had subdued him that day. If his master had been the one to act, the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon felt he would have long since been reduced to particles and dissipated.

The rest of the journey was surprisingly smooth; no impertinent cultivators dared to appear again.

As they neared Yunxiao City, Ye Yun had the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon revert to his human form. They flew to the gates of Yunxiao City. Although guards were on duty, none dared to obstruct Ye Yun. The two of them easily entered Yunxiao City.

Ye Yun's gaze swept around, and he quickly located the Jinyu Auction House, then headed over with the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon.

Yunxiao City was extremely large, with a constant flow of people moving back and forth like a weaver's shuttle. All of them were cultivators; even the weakest were at the Eternal Realm.

"Sir, I'm afraid my cultivation is the lowest in this entire city," the green-robed young man said with a bitter smile, his self-esteem taking a heavy blow as he shook his head.

"There's no comparison between you and them. Don't forget, you're from the Cangnan Continent." Ye Yun smiled faintly and patted the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon's shoulder. "Don't belittle yourself in the future. The path of cultivation lies within. Only with a strong heart can one truly become powerful."

"I understand, Sir." The Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon suddenly felt as if he had been enlightened; his expression turned solemn, and he nodded hurriedly.

Ye Yun said no more and continued towards the Jinyu Auction House. He walked at a leisurely pace, observing the bustling streets and silently taking in the local customs and atmosphere. If the auction hadn't been about to start, Ye Yun would have liked to find a restaurant and sample some local dishes.

They soon arrived at the Jinyu Auction House.

Upon entering, Ye Yun stated his purpose, and a young attendant immediately led them to a large auction hall on the top floor. Ye Yun entered a private room and waited quietly.

In front of him was a small mirror. Spirit Stones were embedded in its back, and it displayed the scene at the auction hall's main stage.

Live broadcast, huh... Seeing the image on the small mirror, Ye Yun couldn't help but recall certain things from before his transmigration, and he chuckled with a touch of sentimentality.

After waiting for two hours, the auction finally began.

A curvaceous and enchanting woman, at True God Realm Tier Seven, walked onto the auction platform. After a brief opening speech, the official auction began.

The initial items auctioned were some magical artifacts and elixirs. Ye Yun had no interest in these and merely watched as an observer.

He attempted to scan the entire Jinyu Auction House with his Divine Sense but found numerous restrictions preventing its passage. Ye Yun could easily break through them by force. However, that would cause too much of a commotion and might unnecessarily alert his targets.

Ye Yun also wanted to see if the Dragon Raiser would appear during the final auction segment for the young dragon, so he refrained from using his Divine Sense to scan further and waited quietly.

"Esteemed guests, our auction has now reached its final and most anticipated segment! We will be auctioning a young dragon of the Eternal Realm!" The hostess's clear and melodious voice, like a silver bell, echoed throughout the auction hall.

This announcement immediately ignited a fire in the hearts of the cultivators waiting in the surrounding private rooms.

"This time, my Hegemon Sect is determined to obtain it. I ask all fellow Daoists to grant me this favor. I, Wang, will be immensely grateful." A powerful, masculine voice, like a great bell, boomed throughout the auction hall and into every private room.

The Hegemon Sect really is here. It looks like we don't stand a chance this time.

I hear Sect Master Wang Teng is a mighty cultivator at the Seventh Realm of God King. His strength is formidable. Even if someone manages to win the auction, they probably wouldn't be able to keep the young dragon once they leave Yunxiao City.

It's best not to compete with him. As for the Sword Sovereign, we can just send some other gifts...

Various discussions arose in the private rooms. Faced with the Hegemon Sect's declaration, most chose to exercise restraint.

As Ye Yun watched the mirror, his expression suddenly shifted.

He saw a man dressed entirely in black slowly walk onto the stage. His body was completely covered in black fabric, and he wore a mask. Even his hands were covered with black gloves, making it impossible to discern his true appearance.

In his left hand, the black-clad man held a clear, crystalline bead. Inside the bead, a miniature golden dragon was swimming restlessly.

Dragon Raiser? Ye Yun's eyebrows twitched, an almost imperceptible glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

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