Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

When he lost control, Mo Huaizun said calmly, "Zhiqing, you lost, come up."

Yu Zhiqing looked at Mo Huaizun unwillingly, lowered his head under the other's unquestionable gaze, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Yes, Master."

When passing by Yi Chi, he clenched his fingers and paused, "Thank you for your advice. May I ask your name and which sect you are from?"

Everyone pricked up their ears.

Yi Chi glanced at the plum blossoms in his hair covered with a thin layer of snow, and said casually, "Mei Jixue, no sect, no school, just a casual cultivator."

Yu Zhiqing nodded and passed by.

Song Yueqing walked forward and hugged Yi Chi's arm excitedly, her eyes shining, "As expected of you, you are half my master, you are so awesome, even your name is so beautiful!"

Wait a minute, how come maids became sisters, and sisters became masters in just a short while?

Yi Chi pulled his hand away decisively, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll leave first if there's nothing else."

"Something's going on. I—"

"I have something else to do so I'll leave first."

Yi Chi appeared calm on the outside but took half a step forward in panic. Now he could let her go.

It turns out she was overthinking.

"Mei Jixue, next we should talk about the cost of persuading Miss Song to survive the catastrophe at the Tianling Auction and destroying the Tianling buildings and protective formations."

"And..." Mo Huaizun curled his lips silently, a smile showing on his sword-like brows, like a pine or cypress that has been withered for a long time with half of its body covered with snow, clear and handsome, which made the people below amazed again, so much so that they ignored the last word.

Yi Chi didn't ignore it and stopped suddenly.

What he said was: ship.

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Tianling Auction is the number one auction in Jiuyou. All kinds of crisis situations are preset. The incident of being struck by lightning during the auction was perfectly resolved with superb efficiency.

The auction continued, but people's attention was focused on the artistic crushing that had just taken place.

Room 301.

"Bed? What bed?"

"They were talking about the boat!"

"Impossible, my ears are so good! Trust a woman's sixth sense, there is a high probability that there is some kind of sexual transaction between this ugly freak and Lord Jueya."

"..."

Room 305.

"Lord Jueya never misses the Heavenly Questioning Ceremony. This auction is held in Hewen City, which is so close to Nixiao City. It is not surprising that he appears here. Although the Heavenly Order is divided up by the Seven Beauties of Jueya, it is still under Jueya's control."

"Mei Jixue, who is at the middle stage of foundation building, has an extremely ugly appearance, and defeated Yu Zhiqing with one move. I asked the sect's intelligence department, but they have never heard of such a person." In a room on the third floor, Gu Fusheng's ethereal voice was mixed with doubts.

"Footwork and swordsmanship are all the basics. Either he's afraid of exposing his identity, or he only knows these. I don't believe there are self-taught geniuses in this world. I guess he's another genius secretly cultivated by a family, hoping to make a splash in this disciple-taking examination." Xiao Buyi blew on his nails with a nonchalant attitude.

"You don't care? Although you are ranked first by Bai Xiao Pavilion on the Tianjiao Ranking, you may not be able to easily defeat Yu Zhiqing who has mastered the sword intent."

"You also said that Yu Zhiqing's sword power is great, but he didn't use any tricks in the previous match. That ugly bastard was just a little faster. What a nobody. If they meet me, no matter who they are, they will have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Xiao Buyi sneered disdainfully, looking at Gu Fusheng with a look of determination, "I am more interested in Fusheng, who is below me, ah no, ranked second on the list."

Gu Fusheng's eyes turned cold, and he remembered his father's instructions. He had to hold it back and pretended he didn't hear it.

Such dialogues are taking place among various forces.

On the other side, on the fourth floor, several people were sitting together, but Yu Zhiqing was not there.

Yi Chi felt desperate and drank a sip of tea to calm himself.

As soon as Mo Huaizun sat down, he calmly asked Song Yueqing: "How much do you sell this maid?"

"Cough cough cough——" Yi Chi almost spit out a mouthful of tea. He patted his chest and coughed several times, then glanced at Mo Huaizun.

Damn, she’s so good at pretending. He clearly already knew that she was Yi Chi who stole Wen Ren Se’s Jueling boat.

"She is a maid hired by my daughter today. I don't know her background. If you want her, I will give her to you." Su Xing has already seen that Yi Chi is definitely not just an unknown cultivator. In order to please Mo Huaizun and prevent Song Yueqing from getting help, he naturally wants to send Yi Chi away.

Song Yueqing was originally a little afraid of the imposing Mo Huaizun, but after hearing this, she became angry and knelt stiffly towards Mo Huaizun, "My Lord, please forgive me. Mei Jixue has done me a favor, so I won't sell her."

At the same time, she gave Yi Chi a firm look that said, "I will never abandon you."

Mo Huaizun thought for a moment and asked, "Two million high-quality spirit stones?"

"How much???" Song Yueqing's pupils trembled, and the light of certainty became shattered.

Yi Chi took a deep breath, glanced at Mo Huaizun, and smiled to change the subject: "Miss Song, it turns out that Lord Jueya is your fiancé, congratulations."

As soon as the words fell, the air was silent for a moment.

Mo Huaizun paused his fingertips that were stroking the rim of the cup. The mist enveloped his stiff brows, making him look even more deep and unpredictable.

Yi Chi lowered his eyelashes and looked away first.

"I don't care who you are. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Do you have the final say on who your master wants to marry?" Su Xing looked at Yi Chi warningly.

"Then if Dad only brings Su Yueyan here, doesn't that count as making the decision for the Lord?" Song Yueqing retorted.

"you--"

"Dad ignored you because you said something rude to me. If you want to blame someone, blame me. I will apologize to you right now."

Su Yueyan stood up and walked gracefully to Song Yueqing, pouring tea and water for her attentively. When she turned her back to the crowd, she looked at them with contempt and lowered her head, "Sister, please have some tea."

Song Yueqing seemed to have seen something terrible. His face turned pale in an instant. He suddenly swung his sleeves and pushed Su Yueyan away. "Bitch! You and your mother are both bitches. Get out of here!"

"Dang——" the sound of the teacup breaking was particularly harsh.

Su Yueyan fell to the ground, her clothes were soaked, and she shook her head sadly, "Sister, you still won't forgive me?"

"Song Yueqing, what are you crazy about again?" Su Xing immediately seized the opportunity, turned around and bowed to Mo Huaizun in apology, "Yueqing has been arrogant and unreasonable for more than ten years, irritable and easily angered, and has no empathy for her sister. Even my words are useless. Well, I will let her go back and reflect on her mistakes. Please calm down, my lord."

It was quite a big show. Yi Chi supported half of his face and watched the two of them singing the same tune. He raised his hand and silently removed the strength gathered in Song Yueqing's right hand.

Song Yueqing was stunned with shock and anger, she lowered her head to meet Yi Chi's calm dark eyes, and her mind suddenly became clearer.

She lowered her head and thought for a while, then mustered up the courage to stand up and walk to the desk of Mo Huaizun, who had been silent the whole time.

"Song Yueqing, if you don't go back to the City Lord's Mansion, are you going to continue to embarrass yourself outside?" Su Xing scolded in disgust.

Song Yueqing ignored him and looked at Mo Huaizun seriously, "My Lord, I don't think there is anyone more suitable than me to marry in the City Lord's Mansion."

"The world of cultivation is based on strength. As you can see, I have achieved the state of elixir and understood the power of whip today. Looking at the entire world of cultivation, only the true disciples of the major sects can be compared with me. My future is limitless."

"It's better for you to marry me than marry a hypocritical weakling who can only pretend to be pitiful."

She paused, coughed and continued, "In terms of appearance, she is not inferior to anyone in the City Lord's Mansion." At this point, she turned her head and tried hard to signal Yi Chi, "Right, Dacong?"

Yi Chi was speechless, and was eventually dragged onto the pirate ship.

The plan of Su Xing and his daughter to anger Su Yueqing failed. They were about to continue their mischief when they suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies.

Mo Huaizun put down the warm teacup and tapped the nanmu tabletop with his long, bony fingers. His voice was cold and deep, as if he was handling official business. "It will take me an hour longer than I expected to handle this matter."

He lowered his eyes and turned the sect leader's ring, but his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Let me first state the conclusion. I cannot fulfill my engagement with the City Lord's Mansion."

"Because I was already married before my master and the previous city lord He Wen arranged a marriage for me."

"!!!"