"Heh, such a cunning Dragon Raiser. This man in black is merely a puppet."

Ye Yun's eyes flickered with divine light, and he instantly saw through the man in black's true nature.

This puppet looked rather different from those at the Moon and Star Dragon Temple.

The biggest difference was that this Dragon Raiser's puppet from the Jinyu Auction House had distinct facial features, indistinguishable from a human's.

Whereas the two puppets that appeared on Moon Star were faceless.

The Dragon Raiser's puppet at today's auction didn't have a high cultivation base, merely at the first layer of the Divine Monarch Realm.

Ye Yun's gaze shifted slightly.

An almost unnoticeable mark was instantly planted on the man in black.

The man in black was completely unaware.

Ye Yun planned to use this man in black to find the Dragon Raiser's main lair.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the item for auction this time is a Five-clawed Golden Dragon. The auction starts now! The starting price is five billion Spirit Stones!"

The female host's voice rang out.

"I bid six billion! No one else bother competing with me. Miss, this price should be quite good, right?"

In a certain private room, Wang Teng of the Hegemon Sect chuckled coldly.

"..."

The female host remained expressionless; naturally, she hoped the price would go higher.

However, the Hegemon Sect was formidable, and their Jinyu Auction House was unwilling to provoke them.

"Six billion Spirit Stones, that's truly a terrifying figure..."

The Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon looked shocked.

"The Spirit Stones of the Divine Land contain Divine Nature and are far superior to those of the Cangnan Continent," Ye Yun said with a smile, looking into the reflective surface of the private room.

He had already scanned the Spirit Stones in those storage rings.

They totaled seven billion.

"Seven billion," Ye Yun announced directly.

Anyway, those storage rings also contained some other pills and magic treasures. All told, they should be worth around ten billion.

This was all an unexpected windfall, so spending it wouldn't pain him.

What? Someone dares to compete with me, the Sect Master?

In a private room, Wang Teng, dressed in a green robe, wore a displeased expression.

"Eight billion," he called out bluntly, another astonishing figure.

"Nine billion," Ye Yun followed.

No matter the cost, he had to acquire this Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

Seeing another high bid coming from that private room, Wang Teng's face turned livid. With a wave of his hand, he declared, "Nine and a half billion!"

"Ten billion," Ye Yun countered again, without the slightest hesitation.

The continuous bidding suppressed Wang Teng of the Hegemon Sect, immediately sparking speculation among the cultivators from various factions in the other private rooms.

"Who on earth is this person? Daring to challenge the Hegemon Sect, he's incredibly bold!"

"The Hegemon Sect has always been domineering. Haha, they've finally met a strong opponent today!"

Cultivators from different factions had varied expressions, all feeling a sense of admiration for the mysterious individual who had suddenly emerged.

They were eager to see the Hegemon Sect suffer a setback.

Just as Wang Teng was about to bid again, an elder beside him quickly tugged his sleeve.

"Sect Master, why lower yourself to his level? If he has the guts to buy it, then our Hegemon Sect has the guts to intercept it," the elder said with a cold chuckle.

"A valid point."

Wang Teng laughed heartily, a predatory glint in his eyes, and did not continue bidding.

The female host called out three times. Seeing no further bids, she brought down the gavel, concluding the auction and announcing the ownership of the young dragon.

An elder from the auction house entered Ye Yun's private room.

Ye Yun tossed all eight storage rings to the elder.

"There should be ten billion worth in there. If it's not enough, I'll make up the difference..." Ye Yun said casually.

"Very well, Sir. I will go verify it immediately. Please wait a moment."

The elder took the eight rings and respectfully retreated.

After some time, the elder re-entered the private room.

Beside him stood the beautiful host, holding a small, transparent orb.

"Sir, your rings are worth a total of ten billion five hundred million Spirit Stones. After deducting the auction price, five hundred million Spirit Stones remain, and they are now in this ring. As for this young dragon, please accept it," the elder said courteously, placing a storage ring on the table.

Ye Yun nodded.

He hadn't expected there to be an extra five hundred million Spirit Stones. It seemed this auction house conducted its business honorably, which made a rather good impression on him.

Ye Yun accepted the storage ring and took the crystalline bead from the host.

Watching the little golden dragon swimming restlessly inside, Ye Yun's gaze softened.

Such a pitiful Little Dragon.

Even though the Dragon Raiser had sold it, a potent restriction was still deeply embedded within its body. No matter what level of cultivation it reached in the future, the Dragon Raiser could claim its life at any moment.

Ye Yun's eyes flickered.

He wasn't concerned when he noticed that the Dragon Raiser had hurriedly left Yunxiao City after receiving the Spirit Stones.

He had already placed a mark on that puppet; it couldn't possibly escape his control.

Ye Yun put away the crystalline bead and, with the Nether Blood Green Wooden Dragon, walked out of the Jinyu Auction House.

Just as he reached the entrance, he saw two people standing outside, staring coldly at him.

"So it was you who bought the Five-clawed Golden Dragon. I was wondering what kind of extraordinary person it might be," Wang Teng said coldly, a mocking look in his eyes.

"What, you still have a problem with it?" Ye Yun asked with a faint smile, his indifferent gaze meeting Wang Teng's.

He had long since noticed Wang Teng's movements and had deliberately revealed the aura of the fifth layer of the Divine Monarch Realm. Naturally, he also wanted to set a trap for Wang Teng, to make that arrogant fellow act against him sooner.

"You just wait," Wang Teng sneered, a sinister smile flashing across his face before he turned and left with the elder.

Ye Yun smiled, a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Wang Teng came for the young dragon, so he must have at least ten billion Spirit Stones in his storage ring.

Killing this fellow would mean another small fortune. Not bad at all.

Although he didn't need it himself, he could take it back for the juniors and demon beasts of the Dragon God Sect to use.

After all, the Spirit Stones here contained Divine Nature, their quality far surpassing those from the Cangnan Continent.

"Sir, do you require protection? Our Jinyu Auction House has an expert at the seventh layer of the Divine Monarch Realm who can assist you," the beautiful auctioneer said with a smile, slowly walking up to Ye Yun and looking at his handsome face.

"No need."

Ye Yun smiled nonchalantly and immediately left the Jinyu Auction House, heading towards the gates of Yunxiao City.

"What a pity!"

The beautiful auctioneer watched Ye Yun's retreating figure, a hint of regret in her eyes.

After leaving the city, Ye Yun had flown only about ten li when two beams of light descended from the sky, blocking his path from the left and right.

"Kid, hand over the young dragon, and I might spare your life!" Wang Teng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his powerful aura surging like a flaming volcano. He looked at Ye Yun and laughed with extreme arrogance.

The elder beside him was also a powerful cultivator at the sixth layer of the Divine Monarch Realm.

Their powerful auras swept forth like a tidal wave.

Ye Yun remained unmoved.

His eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips curled up into a bright smile as he retorted, "You hand over your storage ring, and perhaps I'll let you live."

"What?" Wang Teng was stunned. Spare *my* life?

Wang Teng burst into laughter looking at the audacious young man in white.

This unknown young man in white is certainly arrogant!

What? Such speed!

The next moment, Wang Teng's laughter froze. To his horror, a palm suddenly appeared before his eyes without any warning.

SLAP!

A crisp sound echoed.

Half of Wang Teng's face was struck by Ye Yun's slap, immediately turning red and swelling high.

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