Chapter 80: Here comes the ex-wife of this seat

The visitor is none other than Ye Wangxi, the humble man who shared a home with Mo Ran at Peach Blossom Yard.

He is wearing a Confucianism School crane banner with silver embroidery on a blue background, a precious blue hairband and a silver scent bag with beads on his waist.

The Grand Master of Xuanyuan Court greeted him, bowing his eyes and saying, "Ye Your Mightiness."

Ye Wangxi nodded and said, "I have been ordered by my father to bid on an item, so could you please guide me upstairs?"

"Your Mightiness is known to be here, and the Confucianism School room has been prepared and is ready to take you up."

Ye Wangxi took the ten or so disciples of the School of Confucianism upstairs, leaving the hall full of whispering, covered faces.

" The Confucianism School people are here today"

"Who is Your Mightiness that I haven't seen before?"

Mo Ran said to himself, "If you haven't seen him, there is a reason why you haven't. He watched Ye Wangxi's back disappear around the corner before he said to Chu Wanning, "Master, you have been at the Confucianism School before, do you know this Ye Your Mightiness?

"I don't know." Chu Wanning frowned slightly, "But something looks familiar" he paused, closed his eyes for a moment, still shaking his head, "I can't remember."

Mo Ran scratched his head and said, "This Ye Your Mightiness was in the same house as me at Peach Blossom Yard, he is not bad. Now he is bidding for something on behalf of the Confucianism School, so he must be of high standing in the school.

" The School of Confucianism has seventy-two cities, and its people are widely dispersed. I don't like to move around and I don't bother to ask about the affairs of the school, so it's not surprising that I don't know him."

As they were talking, the Confucianism School box on the third floor lit up with bright yellow candlelight, so Ye Wangxi's group must have gone in and taken their seats. The highest floor of Xuanyuan Court is reserved for the major schools, but it is rarely used on a regular basis, so the crowd looked up and found it very strange.

With the public participation of the School of Confucianism, the anticipation for the sale was raised several notches. After a short period of tea, the white jade lotus platform in the centre suddenly glowed brightly and a colourful red silk was thrown from the dome of the Xuanyuan Court. A pretty girl, draped in a snow-coloured shark's veil, about eleven or twelve years old and barefoot, pulled the ribbon and spun down from the air, landing gently on the cold white jade lotus platform.

"Your Mightiness have waited long, I am the Second Master of Xuanyuan Court." The pretty little girl smiled, "I am grateful to all Your Mightiness who have come from all over the world to attend this meeting. The Xuanyuan Court will continue its customary practice of presenting you with the finest treasures."

Mo Ran had good ears and heard people talking from below: "The second head of Xuanyuan Court is a young girl who is not even a child".

"Oh, brother, you're really out of touch. Do you know how old this little girl is?"

"Fifteen can't be twenty years old."

"Hey, silly you, people are over a hundred years old, it's more like you calling her grandma, and little girl."

"What Brother Liu are you kidding me how can this little thing be a hundred years old"

"This is Lonely Moonlit, the world's number one Drug Clan, and what's impossible but to dispense a youthful eternal elixir."

"Wow."

The person who had exclaimed in a low voice must have come for the first time, and after hearing these words, he stretched his neck in excitement and couldn't stop fingering his purse, obviously eager to know what spiritual medicines and treasures Xuanyuan Court would bring out for sale.

The Second Court Master did not disappoint either. With a snap of her fingers, an opening opened up in the centre of the stone lotus and a small stamen-shaped platform slowly rose up, on top of which rested five velvet brocade boxes the size of the palm of your hand, each of which was opened generously to reveal the mother-of-pearl glowing pills inside.

Immediately someone shouted with a laugh, "Isn't this the infatuation pill? What's so unusual about it"

"That's right, even if the first one you put up for sale isn't an exotic treasure, you can't make up the numbers with infatuation pills."

When the Second Court Master heard the yelling from below, he did not get angry, but instead, with a smile on his face, he curled his eyes and said in a loud voice, "You all have a good eye, this is indeed a Love Pill. But as we all know, although it is difficult to refine, it is not a very rare item, and naturally I, Xuanyuan Court, would not amuse our guests with an ordinary item."

With that, she picked up one of the brocade boxes, held it in her palm and clicked it shut.

It was only then that everyone noticed the serpentine crest on the lid of the box, although they were all sitting at different distances, they all had spirit mirrors in front of them, so they could see the details of the treasure without missing a beat.

"Cold Scale Saint Hands," someone drew a cold breath.

The Second Court Master laughed: "Yes, each of these five boxes of infatuation pills came from the pottery furnace of my sect's elder, the Cold Scale Sage. Although ordinary infatuation pills can compel people to fall in love with them, their effect only lasts for six months and it is very easy to prepare the corresponding antidote. But these five," she said cautiously as her delicate fingertips lifted the box, "will last for ten years, and there is no cure."

"What."

"Oh my God, how is this possible?"

"The Cold Scale Holy Hand is truly terrifying."

The Second Pavilion Master waited for the clamour to die down before smiling again and saying, "To distinguish them from ordinary love pills, the Cold Scale Sage has named these five pills the Love Pills. If you buy one of these pills and mix it with water and persuade someone to drink it, you can be sure that they will be infatuated with you for ten years."

A female cultivator asked in a loud voice from below, "Is there really no antidote to this after eating it? Then in case I don't like him in less than ten years, won't I have to let him keep pestering me"

The crowd laughed. The Second Court Master also smiled politely and said, "What you say is very true, so Xuanyuan Court would like to remind you that there is no cure for the Love Pill in this world. If you are not bitterly in love but cannot get it, it is better not to drug your partner."

After the presentation, the bidding began. Mo Ran looked down at the people shouting their bids, most of whom were women, and wondered why.

"It was horrible."

"Not bad. Such earned affection is indeed tedious."

Hearing Chu Wanning's answer, Mo Ran turned back, looked him back and forth twice, and laughed, "Be careful, Master, you are so good-looking, I am afraid that the woman who has mixed with the top of death and life here will buy back and secretly put it in the water you drink, to make you fall in love with her. But you're a married man, you can't fall in love with someone else."

""

Chu Wanning wanted to get angry at the man's jokes, but for the first time in his life, he heard Mo Ran say he looked good, so he couldn't. He pursed his lips into a cold line and turned his face away from him.

"But really, you must like each other like each other miserably when you give each other this kind of medicine." Mo Ran muttered, watching as all five boxes of pills were quickly bought away, sighing and shaking his head, "How pathetic."

Chu Wanning stared at the snow-white wall for a moment before saying calmly, "If you really liked each other, how could you bear to give him such a drug? You are still young, there are some things that you don't understand."

I'm still young

Mo Ran turned her head and smiled with deep dimples, "I don't understand, but Master understands, so is Master planning to talk to me about Sifu again?"

"Get out of here."

"Hahahahahahahahaha."

Between laughs, a second item was placed on the stand.

"Tapir scented dew." The Second Court Master introduced it crisply, "It still comes from the furnace of Cold Scale's sage, this is Cold Scale's latest medicinal dew. All the disciples of the Lonely Moonlit generation have tried it and it is very good."

Friar A is quite literate: "Ink and dew"

Friar B was a little hungry: "Buns of fragrant dew"

Friar C lustfully: "Touch the fragrant dew"

Chu Wanning thought for a moment, his eyelashes trembling as he looked towards the five porcelain vases on the stage: "Tapir scented dew to eat dream tapir?"

The Second Pavilion Master did not mean to spoil everyone's appetite, and when he saw that the crowd was confused, he immediately explained with a smile, "The reason it is called Tapir Fragrance Dew is because the blood from the claw tips of the dream-eating tapir, a foreign beast, is used in the herbs. Just one drop of it mixed into the tea will last for seven days and give good dreams every day. This is of little significance to ordinary practitioners, but some of Your Mightiness suffer from constant nightmares and have difficulty sleeping peacefully due to the influence of their mind and cultivation. It is easy to go off the rails after a while, so this tapir aromatic dew is the best choice."

As Chu Wanning listened, he suddenly thought of the realistic dream he had earlier, which was not quite a nightmare, but did give him a vague feeling of unease

The Second Court Master was still relentlessly pushing her medicine: "In addition, this tapir fragrance dew has the effect of regulating the aura and aiding cultivation."

Chu Wanning remains deep in thought and unmoved.

"If you have children at home who are training, tapir-scented dew is also excellent for them. Thinking that there would be teachers who would buy it for their children, the Sage of the Cold Scales deliberately made these five bottles of Tapir Scented Dew in five flavours. The red bottle is flavoured with lychee, the yellow bottle with orange, the white bottle with lactose, the purple bottle with grape and the black bottle with mulberry. These are extremely pure in sweetness and taste a hundred times better than ordinary sweets, and once you drink them, the taste stays on your lips and teeth for a whole day, which is wonderful."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a silver stick fell from the first floor elegant seat.

On the second and third floors, because they are far away, it is inconvenient to call for a price, so they all write the price on a silver stick and then drop the stick down, those silver sticks are covered with a spell and will float exactly to the pavilion owner.

The Second Court Master twirled the floating sign and glanced at it, ""

Meanwhile, in the elegant room, Chu Wanning casually sets aside his finished brush and leisurely sips his tea as Mo Ran looks on, unable to help but twitch his lips.

The voice of the Second Court Master rang out from downstairs, "Second floor, Heavenly elegant seat, bid 500,000 gold, any additional bidder"

At these words, there was an uproar in all directions.

This tapir scented dew was good, but it was clearly not as popular as the Belladonna earlier. Five boxes of Belladonna sold for a total of 300,000 gold, while these five bottles of dew cost 500,000, which was already an inflated price.

"It must have been bought by the father and mother of one of the young gentry." Someone muttered.

"It must have been bought for the rich young gentry to cultivate."

Some of the cultivators in the crowd who were suffering from firewalking were ruthless: "These five bottles are packed, I'll pay 550,000."

"Tapir scented dew, the current price is $550,000, any more"

Before the Second Court Master had finished his words, another silver stick floated lazily down in the air, still thrown down from the first floor elegant seat in the sky. She took a glance at it and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"I'm sorry gentlemen, I misunderstood earlier, I'd like to correct myself, the customer on the first floor said that he would pay 500,000 for one bottle, for a total of 2.5 million"

At this price, only a fool would take on Chu Wanning, and as the waiter brought in the five bottles of tapir lotion, Mo Ran felt like she was not feeling well at all.

2.5 million

Chu Wanning He bought a dessert

Feeling Mo Ran's hellish gaze, Chu Wanning asked, without a word, "What's wrong?"

"Ahaha, it's nothing, I just couldn't imagine that the Master would like this kind of thing."

"It's a child's item, why would I like it." Chu Wanning said peacefully, "It's for Xia Sini."

""

Fitting.

Mo Ran's brow twitched, I'll see how long you can pretend.

The items for sale were brought out one by one, the latter being rare herbs or treasures, but of little value to Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, so they drank tea while waiting for Shenwu's "return" to appear.

Mo Ran leans against the window, his black shirt wrapped around his lean waist, his shoulders and legs growing longer as he looks down at the buzzing scene below and up at the Confucianism School box upstairs.

"By the way, Master, you haven't even told me how Uncle managed to set things right at Peach Blossom Yard."

"It's not exactly a settlement. The matter could not be made a big deal of, for fear it would frighten the snakes. His Holiness knew the truth but couldn't bring himself to do so, but he had a falling out with the Feathermen and took both Shi Mei and Xue Meng back to the top of the Dead Life. There was a great deal of bickering, and the disciples of several sects watched, some of whom felt that Peach Blossom Yard was unreliable and had left. This Ye Wangxi must have been the case." Chu Wanning finished a piece of Dan Guihua cake and reached for a second, "Your Holiness says to the public that you have caused trouble and are reflecting behind closed doors at the Peak of Death and Life, so that you can more or less cover your tracks for a while."

Mo Ran scratched his head, "That sounds like a lot of trouble, it's really hard on Uncle"

As he grumbled, the Master of the Xuanyuan Court on the nine-fold lotus flower platform suddenly cleared his throat with a sound amplification technique, and his beautiful Kunshan jade-like voice instantly spread to every gap.

"The next item for sale is an extremely rare and superb treasure, which could be ranked in the top ten of our three-year auction illustrations."

With that sentence alone, there was dead silence.

After a long time, it was as if a spoonful of water had been poured into a hot frying pan, and with a crash it exploded into a boil. Almost everyone's eyes were shining and heads were exchanged.

Xuanyuan Court is in the top ten of three years of selling items, what kind of treasure is this? The tension in the air was even palpable as the buyers became more and more excited.

Those below were waiting with baited breath, and those in the box lifted their eyes to the lotus platform.

Mo Ran whispered, "It's Shenwu's return."

Chu Wanning did not speak.

As the centre of the stone platform cracked open again, the clear voice of the Second Court Master of Xuanyuan Court echoed in all directions.

"Please serve this precious piece, the Butterfly Bone Beauty Seat."

"What."

Mo Ran was startled and her hand suddenly squeezed the window pane: "No Shenwu"

Chu Wanning did not see this coming either. He rose abruptly and came to Mo Ran's side, looking down the stairs with him. In the middle of the lotus platform rose a stone couch, on which eight wrist-thick chains of restraint were stacked, holding a struggling creature. But the whole thing was covered in felt, so no one could see what was underneath for a while.

But this did not dampen the boiling excitement in any way.

The "Butterfly Bone Beauty Seat", regardless of its character and appearance, is already famous in its own right.

Legend has it that in the time of the Hong Meng, before heaven and earth were divided, the demons and humans lived together on the Xianxia continent. At that time, there was a group of demons called the "Butterfly Bones", who were not very powerful but had a great deal of spiritual energy in their bodies. Eating the flesh and blood of the Butterfly Bone Race or making love with them could increase one's cultivation so much that those without spiritual roots could instantly build their foundation, and those with spiritual roots could even advance directly to the rank of Patriarch. Because of this, after the defeat of the Demon Race, the Butterfly Bones were wiped out and either captured and used as slaves for intercourse or killed to eat and drink their flesh and blood.

Nowadays, there are no true pure-blooded Butterfly Bones, but there are still heirs of the Butterfly Bone blood in the sea of people, most of whom are useless and no different from ordinary cultivators. However, there are still a very small number of people who revert to their ancestors, those whose flesh and blood are not as potent as those of their ancestors in the Flood, but can still greatly enhance the cultivator's endowment.

These people are known as the "Butterfly Bone Beauty Seats", and this "seat" has two meanings.

A pillow seat. Or a banquet.

The idea is that they can be put between the pillows or eaten alive, the former or the latter, depending on the buyer's fancy.

The Xianxia Realm does not treat the Butterfly Bones as "human beings", although they are no different from ordinary human beings, but for their own selfish reasons, the Xianxia Realm defines them as "commodities". The sale of the Butterfly Bone Beauty Mat is therefore a horrific act, but it does not violate any taboos.

It's just that a squeaky-clean patriarch like Chu Wanning has a hard time looking good.

"The Butterfly Bone Beauty Seat was not acquired by Lonely Moonlit, but is being sold on consignment, so Xuanyuan Court will charge a commission of 30% of the gold price.

After the Second Court Master finished speaking, he snapped his fingers crisply and the felt cloth covering the couch slid off in response.

Inside the pavilion, there was a moment of silence.

Everyone was staring at the chained body on the stone couch, and in the large Xuanyuan Court, even the sound of breathing and heartbeats was almost audible.

It was a woman of delicate satin, with skin as white as snow. She had long satin hair and was naked, wrapped only in a transparent veil, her full, lustrous body trembling slightly, like fresh frozen snow, water-soaked jade, shining softly in the light.

Eight chains tightened around her delicate body, clanging as she struggled, but they easily aroused the men's lust. Even a man who has seen a lot of people will not hesitate to admit that this woman is one of the most beautiful people in the world.

"Excellent top quality. A female butterfly-bone beauty in the prime of her life." The Second Court Master smiled sweetly and stepped forward to unlock a chain, pinching the woman's wrist like lightning before she could resist, and lifting it into mid-air, "The protective sand ordered by the Holy Hand of the Cold Scale, so that you can see clearly. She is a virgin."

The girl's mouth was strangled with snow-white cloth, making a pitiful whimpering sound but unable to utter a single word, except for large teardrops rolling down the corners of her eyes, golden tears that undoubtedly signalled her Butterflybone ancestral lineage.

There were people huffing and puffing, others swallowing hungrily, an atmosphere that for a moment made Xuanyuan Court seem less like it was filled with monks and more like it was packed with hungry wolves, salivating at the corners of their mouths and greedily stalking their prey.

"Pop".

Chu Wanning's cool gaze withdrew and fell on Mo Ran.

But Mo Ran's face was pale and her nails were sunk into the wooden pane, breaking the corner of the window sill.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Mo Ran took a deep breath before she managed to calm down and shook her head at Chu Wanning, "Think it's disgusting to buy and sell living people like that."

He wasn't telling the truth.

The rest of my eyes quietly glanced back at the butterfly-boned beauty couch.

This is the woman he married in his previous life, after he had risen to the top of the empire, the most beautiful woman in Xianxia

Song Qiutong