As the auctioneer finished speaking, Ye Yu instantly noticed some movement in the VIP room where no one had made any bids before.
As the middle-aged auctioneer finished his words, several Douhuang auras appeared out of nowhere in the VIP seats, confronting each other with each other, full of gunpowder, as if they all knew each other's background.
"Let's not waste any more time, and now let's invite you to auction our first item." As the middle-aged auctioneer spoke, two figures appeared behind him, pushing a cart with a small jade box on it. The auctioneer opened the jade box, and a burst of elixir fragrance instantly spread throughout the space under the means of the auction.
Ye Yu took a light breath, and wisps of black flames suddenly emerged from the surface. This was a phenomenon caused by the natural high-speed circulation of the fighting spirit in the body.
"Po Zong Dan!"
Ye Yu understood, and the auctioneer also began to introduce its effects: "Although the Pozong Pill is a sixth-grade pill, it is a top-grade pill. A Pozong Pill may lead to the birth of a new Dou Zong! The owner of this item wants to exchange it for something that can increase his life span. If there is one, he will be given priority. If there is none, he will be exchanged for the one with the higher value. If you are interested in participating, you can hold the auction voucher and input Dou Qi, and place the item on the light column that appears."
As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone quickly followed his instructions, and several beams of light appeared on the seats below, but soon someone found that the small items he had placed casually fell out, and the person disappeared.
"Anyone who intentionally causes trouble will be asked to leave the auction hall, so please exercise caution," the auctioneer said calmly on the stage.
Ye Yu also tried to take out the iron piece and input a wisp of fighting spirit. Sure enough, a beam of light emerged from it.
Knowing that the entire venue was related to a mysterious inheritance, Ye Yu became a little alert. Looking at the people who disappeared from their seats, he fell into deep thought. It was obvious that they were utilizing the function of this venue, otherwise even if a Dou Zong came, he would not be able to teleport people away out of thin air.
After the auctioneer finished speaking, he kept waiting, waiting for those who wanted to participate in the auction to take out the items for identification, while the audience in the venue continued to discuss various speculations about the light column, the Po Zong Dan, and the subsequent items.
On the contrary, in the VIP seats, several Dou Huangs were discussing as if no one was around. They did not mention anything about the Po Zong Dan, but instead talked about the owner behind the elixir, seemingly not interested at all.
"Hmph, something that can prolong life. This broken Zongdan must belong to the Du family. Their old man plays with poison every day and his life span must be almost gone."
"The Du family is in a period of transition. When all the old ones die, another ancient race will probably completely decline and become ordinary."
"That's great. The Du family's Netherworld Poison Fire should have changed its owner long ago."
Ye Yu pricked up his ears to listen. The existence of these Dou Huangs must be related to the forces hidden in the Jia Ma Empire and even the Northwest Continent. There are many hermits in the mountains of the Jia Ma Empire. Even when the Frost Lion was entrenched in the Jia Ma Holy City, Jia Xingtian mentioned that he wanted to invite people out of the mountains, but in the end it was nothing.
Ye Yu listened to the conversation of these Dou Huangs with great interest until he heard the word Netherworld Poison Fire. A figure with black hair and a white dress emerged in his mind. Following his suggestion, Little Medical Fairy set out to look for the whereabouts of the Netherworld Poison Fire, but he did not expect that he would hear some news here instead.
Du family, Netherworld Poison Fire, life-extending item, Ye Yu muttered these words, keeping a watchful eye in his heart. Unexpectedly, the Netherworld Poison Fire has an owner. I wonder if Xiao Yixian can gain anything, or will she still end up with the same fate as in the original novel?
"Hey, kid, you've been listening, don't you want to express your opinion? I know all the old acquaintances in the northwest, but I don't know you. Could it be that you are the illegitimate child of some family head who stole your father's private money?"
The Dou Huangs who were discussing the matter did not shy away from Ye Yu's presence, and some even made rude remarks that made the other Dou Huangs laugh. They did not care about Ye Yu's identity at all, after all, representatives of the most powerful forces in the Northwest Continent were all here.
Faced with such provocative words, Ye Yu's face suddenly turned cold. The voice came from the VIP room where he had bid for the medicine cauldron.
His father was still under house arrest in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, which was his only pain point at the moment. How could he allow others to insult his father, not to mention that this person was simply stepping on his face.
It's just a Douhuang with pills piled up. I don't even need to fuse my magic core to deal with you! Ye Yu thought to himself, and the light beam of the iron sheet in his hand dissipated. Suddenly, a silver line connected the two points on the dim line. It was Ye Yu's private room and the private room of the foul-mouthed alchemist.
Although he had just suffered internal injuries from the iron sheet and the force of space, his suffering was not in vain. By studying the teleportation function of the light column that had just appeared, he also preliminarily discovered some uses of the iron sheet.
Ye Yu made seals with his hands, and the vast soul power was condensed by Ye Yu into an invisible long rope. But this was not the end. Through the spatial connection established by the iron sheet, a silver-white light flashed and the soul energy wrapped in the soul-binding rope appeared behind the unsuspecting Master Lu.
"Master Lu, be careful!"
The young man beside him exuded a strong aura. He was actually at the peak of the Nine-Star Douhuang level like Jia Xingtian, and had even touched the power of space. Therefore, he was particularly sensitive to the ball of space power that suddenly appeared behind him. He directly stretched out his hand and crushed the silver-white space force, but the soul-binding rope in it was not something he could resist.
Master Lu, who was hit by the soul-binding rope, straightened up all of a sudden, felt dizzy and had stars in his eyes, and fell straight to the ground.
"Using the power of space? Who are you? Which Dou Zong master is here? Why don't you show yourself!"
The other Dou Huangs didn't know what was going on, but when they heard the Dou Zongs, they couldn't help but become serious.
"Hmph! Weren't you barking so loudly just now? Why are you lying on the ground like a dead dog now?" Ye Yu snorted coldly.
"Who are you? I am Yue Qinghe, the heir of the Northwest Moon Clan! Your actions are provoking all the forces in the Northwest! Tell me what you did to Master Lu!"
Yue Qinghe shouted angrily. Master Lu was a sixth-grade alchemist carefully trained by their family. They also spent a lot of resources to train him to the Douhuang realm. If anything went wrong, he would be responsible.
"Hehehe, you ask who I am? You only know that I am from the Soul Palace, and you are not qualified to know anything else! As for the dead dog at your feet, he was a little noisy. I just let him sleep for a while, and he got up soon."
Ye Yu's eyes rolled and he pulled the tiger skin of the Soul Palace. He was sure that these people would accept this identity.
He had a preliminary guess about the existence of these people. When he was reincarnated in Douqi Continent, he read a lot of ancient books for his own safety. There are countless Doudi in Douqi Continent. Although most of the Doudi did not leave their bloodline, the remaining small number is also not small. These families have escaped the category of ordinary people under the blessing of Doudi bloodline. This is the origin of the name of the ancient race.