Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 95 Auction (1)

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly became cold, like frost in winter, piercing straight into Li Muyun's heart.

She walked forward slowly, and every step under her black robe seemed to carry an invisible pressure, making the air around her heavy.

"I have never used the ninth soul skill in front of outsiders, and you actually..."

Her voice was low and trembled slightly, as if even she herself had not expected that this secret would be revealed so easily by her own students.

Her voice paused slightly, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. "Is it your second martial soul again, the mysterious 'Mirror Heart'? In your eyes, what secrets do I have? You know all my secrets, so you should know what I think in my heart. Will you support me?"

As she spoke, her eyes were as sharp as torches, staring straight at Li Muyun, trying to find the answer from the other person's eyes, and it seemed that she was examining her once closest disciple.

Li Muyun took a deep breath and looked at Bibi Dong firmly without any retreat.

"Teacher, I..." He hesitated, with a hint of bitterness and struggle in his voice, "I never thought of being your enemy, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Bibi Dong gently raised her hand and interrupted his explanation. A complex look flashed in her eyes, with both disappointment and some understanding, as if at this moment, she saw the struggle and helplessness deep in Li Muyun's heart.

"Muyun, you have grown up and have your own ideas and pursuits. But remember, no matter what your choice is, you are always my student."

Her voice became much softer, with a hint of tenderness that was hard to detect. "But once you set foot on this road, there will be no turning back. There may be a battle between you and me, but I hope that day will come later."

Li Muyun slowly took a few steps forward until he stood side by side with Bibi Dong. The two figures stretched out in the morning sunlight, interweaving into a complex picture.

He lowered his voice, his tone was full of unquestionable determination: "Teacher, then I'll take my leave. I hope you can give up the idea of ​​destroying the Spirit Hall. I know you have your reasons and hatred, but Xue'er, she is everything to me, and I will protect her future and happiness."

Li Muyun turned around and shook his head slowly. His voice was light but very clear: "Teacher, I know your pain and ambitions, but the existence of the Spirit Hall is not only a symbol of strength for the mainland spirit masters, but also a beacon in the hearts of countless spirit masters. It provides shelter, allowing everyone with a spirit to find a sense of belonging and grow."

Li Muyun looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated the boundaries of time and space and saw the future. He remembered Huo Yuhao, the boy who rose in adversity. His story told us that the existence of the Spirit Hall opened the door to the road to becoming a strong man for countless children like him. God didn't know that without the existence of the Spirit Hall, it would cost money to join the academy.

Moreover, for civilians without money, the Spirit Hall is really good. He is not Tang San. Even if he has power, he will not regard Douluo Continent as his private property.

Bibi Dong's eyes moved slightly when she heard this. A complex emotion flashed in her deep eyes, which seemed helpless and relieved. She sighed softly, and her voice was low and magnetic: "Where are you going? Muyun."

Li Muyun turned around and looked into the distance with a firm and gentle gaze, as if all his beliefs and hopes were there.

"Teacher doesn't want me anymore, so I can only go find Qian Renxue."

He spoke lightly, but every word revealed his unquestionable determination. He took slow steps, each step looking so firm, as if he was bidding farewell to the past and welcoming the future.

Bibi Dong looked at Li Muyun's back as he walked away, feeling mixed emotions. She shook her head slightly, and the figure under the black robe seemed to be a little lonely at this moment.

"Muyun, you know that's not what I meant." Although her voice was soft, it carried a seriousness that could not be ignored. It passed through the slightly cool air in the early morning and fell into Li Muyun's ears.

Li Muyun stopped and did not look back, but his voice was a little more gentle and firm: "Teacher, I understand. These are two different things. I left not because of our different philosophies, but because of the responsibility and concern in my heart. I just... miss her a little bit."

Li Muyun wanted to protect her personally. It had nothing to do with any system tasks. He just wanted her to be safe.

"..."

The sun was shining brightly, shining on the golden gate of the Tiandou Empire's auction house, casting a layer of dazzling light.

Qian Renxue and Li Muyun stood side by side. Both of them had tall and straight figures and extraordinary temperament, attracting the attention of passers-by.

As soon as they stepped through the magnificent gate, a cool breeze mixed with a faint floral scent blew towards them, as if it was a welcome gift carefully prepared for them.

Inside the door, the light is soft and bright, forming a sharp contrast with the bright sunshine outside the door, further highlighting the magnificence of the auction hall.

A young waiter in a neat uniform stepped forward quickly, smiling, his manners revealing well-trained professionalism and politeness. "Dear guest, welcome to the Tiandou Empire Auction House. Is there anything I can do for you? Whether you are looking for rare items or booking a VIP box, we will serve you wholeheartedly."

Qian Renxue's lips curled up into a faint smile, in that smile there was both the curiosity of a new arrival and a bit of self-evident nobility and composure.

"When I come to the auction house, I naturally hope to have the opportunity to see and bid for some rare treasures in the world." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a clear mountain spring, which instantly attracted the attention of the people around her.

Upon hearing this, the waiter's eyes flashed with respect, and then he handed over an exquisite card more respectfully, "Dear guest, to participate in our auction, you must first be certified as a bidder. Please fill out this form and show some proof of financial resources so that we can arrange the corresponding bidding rights and position for you."

Qian Renxue certainly had the qualification certification, but that was for Xue Qinghe's identity. Qian Renxue turned her gaze to Li Muchen and said, "Muyun, why don't you come and get the certification."

Li Muyun nodded slightly, and took out a golden token carved with intricate totems from his arms. There were faint fluctuations of soul power flowing on the token, and it was obviously an extraordinary item.

This token is the exclusive token for the elders of the Spirit Hall, which is enough to prove his identity and financial resources.

After Li Muyun became a Titled Douluo, Bibi Dong gave him an elder token.

Li Muyun handed the token to the waiter. When the waiter took it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head to check it more respectfully.

The light on the token is even more dazzling under the soft light, as if it contains endless stories and power.

Then, the waiter quickly completed a series of certification procedures. The whole process was smooth and efficient. It was obvious that he was already familiar with this kind of high-level certification.

The waiter led Qian Renxue and Li Muyun through the ornately decorated corridor, and every step seemed to be stepping on the echo of history.

On both sides of the corridor, there are crystal clear gems inlaid, reflecting the tall figures of the two people, adding a bit of dignity and mystery.

Finally, they arrived in front of a spacious circular hall. In the center of the hall, rows of seats were arranged in an orderly manner, and different areas were divided according to distinct colors. The red seat area was located at the innermost side, as hot as a flame. Each seat seemed to be inlaid with fine ruby ​​powder, shining with an attractive luster under the light.

Between these seats, security guards in black stood like sculptures with sharp eyes, guarding this territory that belonged to the real big shots.

The waiter smiled and explained in detail: "Gentlemen, as you can see, the seating layout of this hall is like being surrounded by stars, and each area symbolizes different splendor and nobility. The red seating area is located in the heart of the stars, and is specially designed for those VIPs who not only have financial resources of millions of gold coins, but also have prominent status and position."

Following the waiter's instructions, Li Muyun and Qian Renxue's gazes involuntarily turned to the flaming red area, where they saw several guests dressed in gorgeous robes and with extraordinary temperaments in their manners talking in low voices. The occasional glances they cast were full of arrogance and confidence.

After red comes black, followed by purple, yellow and white, which are obviously set according to different levels of bidders.

Qian Renxue's eyes lightly swept across the dazzling red seating area, and a faint but slightly expectant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She turned her head to look at the waiter, with a questioning light in her eyes: "Then what are the seats for the two of us?"

The waiter smiled even more brightly upon hearing this. He bowed slightly, his tone full of respect and pride: "Of course it's the red area, distinguished guest. Your status and financial resources have long surpassed the boundaries represented by these seats. The red area is prepared for distinguished people like you."

Following the waiter's lead, the two slowly stepped into the red territory that seemed to be embraced by flames. Every step they took seemed so solemn and elegant, as if even the air was filled with a noble aura that belonged only to the strong.

Then, the waiter took them to the most prominent seats No. 1 and No. 2 located in the center of the hall.

Not only are these two chairs inlaid with the most dazzling rubies, their armrests are also carved with intricate and exquisite patterns of dragons and phoenixes dancing, as if they are about to come out, highlighting the extraordinary status of their owners.

Li Muyun walked forward lightly and sat elegantly on chair number two.

Qian Renxue walked in slowly, her skirt brushing the ground, as if she was walking in the clouds. Finally, she sat on the number one position with an unquestionable attitude. Her eyes were indifferent, but there was a majesty that could not be ignored.

There was a sudden silence around, and then a whisper quietly spread in the red seating area.

Several guests in fancy clothes exchanged dissatisfied glances. A middle-aged man in purple robes, with a hint of contempt on his lips, whispered to his companion beside him: "Hmph, look at those two immature boys, they just rely on their family background to dare to sit here openly. How can they handle this position at their age?"

The whisper of the middle-aged man in purple robe spread quietly in the red seating area like a biting chill in the winter wind.

Beside him, a woman in silver gauze and with a cold face raised her eyebrows slightly and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she was quite interested in this sudden "little storm".

She tilted her head slightly and said to the purple-robed middle-aged man in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Oh? You actually care about these empty seats? In my opinion, those two young men must have something extraordinary to be able to sit in these seats. Perhaps, it is their arrival that makes this auction more interesting."

After she finished speaking, her eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, inadvertently swept in the direction of Li Muyun and Qian Renxue, and a hint of imperceptible admiration and curiosity flashed in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, the guests around cast inquiring glances, and the original whispers gradually died down, replaced by a subtle silence and expectation.

The atmosphere in the hall became more subtle and full of tension because of this speech, as if a silent contest was quietly brewing in everyone's hearts.

Li Muyun pursed his thin lips, a barely perceptible sharpness flashed in his eyes. He slowly turned his head, his gaze fixed directly and sharply on the middle-aged man in purple robe.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and every eye was focused on this sudden confrontation.

"Why, you don't accept it?" Li Muyun's voice was deep and magnetic, and every word clearly struck the heartstrings of everyone present. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and that smile showed both indifference to the challenge and majesty that could not be ignored.

The purple-robed middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He obviously didn't expect this seemingly young bidder to respond so directly. The gazes of the guests around him made him feel uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to remain calm and sneered: "Humph, young man, there must be a limit to arrogance. This is not a place for you to act wildly."

The middle-aged man in purple robe snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and provocation. He stood up slowly, his burly body elongated under the light, and his shadow covered part of the seat next to him, adding a sense of oppression.

"Humph, I, Zhao, have been in this circle for decades, and even someone as experienced as me has never touched the number one or two seats in the center. Who are you two? How dare you be so high-profile?"

After saying this, he deliberately looked around, as if seeking resonance, with a look of scrutiny and questioning in his sharp eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and the guests' eyes shifted back and forth between Zhao, Li Muyun and Qian Renxue, waiting for the situation to develop.

"Haha," Li Muyun chuckled. The laughter was particularly clear in the quiet hall, with a bit of unruly and arrogant.

He stood up slowly, staring at Zhao with sharp eyes, a playful arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Who are we?" He repeated, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to have a great force, shocking everyone present. "You are not qualified to know."

At this point, he paused deliberately, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, "If you tell me, I'm afraid... you'll be scared to death."

Before he finished speaking, an invisible pressure seemed to emanate from Li Muyun's body, causing the space around him to tighten.

His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see into the deepest fears in people's hearts.

Mr. Zhao's face suddenly changed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His originally tough momentum seemed a little shaky at this moment.

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath, trying to calm his slightly panicked mind. He straightened his back, his chest heaving slightly with anger, and his eyes were wide open as if they were about to spit fire.

He took a sudden step forward, and the carpet under his feet made a slight creaking sound, which was in stark contrast to the silence in the hall.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" Mr. Zhao's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty.

He looked around and saw the guests looking at him with curiosity and expectation, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of inexplicable pride in his heart.

He stretched out his finger, almost poking the tip of Li Muyun's nose, his eyes flashing with provocation, "I, Zhao Tianba, in Tiandou City, who doesn't know me? My Zhao family has been doing business for generations, with a huge fortune and connections everywhere. Even the city lord has to give me some face! You two youngsters, how dare you be so arrogant? You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

(End of this chapter)