Within moments, news of Song's Auction House possessing top-grade fourth-tier pills spread through every alley and street in Wuyue City!
The inn where Bai Shengyi chose to stay was also abuzz with discussions about the matter.
"I heard the head of the Jiang family was so enraged that he declared Song's would do anything shameless to snatch business!"
"How dare he talk about Song's? Everyone knows Song's was the first to get into the auction business! And speaking of snatching business, aren't the Jiang family's auctions even more shameless? Song's auctions once a month, and Jiang's also auctions once a month, choosing the same day as Song's."
"Hush... don't say such things. It would be terrible if someone from the Jiang family overheard."
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Hearing snippets of their conversation, Bai Shengyi asked the waiter to serve the dishes quickly.
The waiter smiled and said, "Esteemed guest, our Song's Auction House will be holding an auction tonight. If you plan to attend, we also have invitation slips for sale."
"No need, thank you."
After finishing her meal, Bai Shengyi returned to her room to rest, completely unaware that the pills she had provided would lead to a night of revelry in Wuyue City.
"500! I bid 500 mid-grade spirit stones!"
"1000!"
"Our Xia family offers 2000!"
At the Song's Auction House venue, upon hearing that these were top-grade Rejuvenation Pills, and that they were being sold in a lot of 20, all the participants began to vie for them with all their might.
Rejuvenation Pills!
Not only could cultivators of all spiritual roots use these pills, but they also had a wide range of uses, making them essential for cultivators. High-grade Rejuvenation Pills were already considered quite rare, and yet Song's Auction House, through some stroke of luck, had acquired so many!
Many small and medium-sized families, while urgently dispatching people to transport spirit stones from their homes, also sent others to inquire about the origin of these pills at Song's Auction House.
The employees of Song's Auction House uniformly responded with "I don't know" to ordinary inquiries, dismissing them. However, when families like the Jiangs directly brought Golden Core cultivators to force their way in, the employees had no choice but to quickly send for reinforcements from the Song family.
"Song Yuan, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Tell us honestly, where did these pills come from!" Jiang Yuejun, the young master of the Jiang family, stared at Shopkeeper Song and threatened him menacingly.
He had barely managed to suppress the Song family's business, and now they had found a new avenue of success. How could he tolerate this! The Song family was the last task his father had entrusted to him. Once the Song family was brought down, he could ascend to the position of family head.
As he spoke, the Golden Core cultivator behind him cooperatively released a powerful pressure.
Song Yuan, merely a cultivator who had just entered the ninth level of Qi Condensation, immediately fell to his knees with a "thump," spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"I don't know!" Song Yuan said hatefully, his mouth full of blood.
The Jiang family had become increasingly overbearing and shameless over the years, not only snatching many of their clients but also luring away the alchemists and pharmacists who had previously cooperated with them. That patron was the Song family's last hope, and he absolutely would not tell Jiang Yuejun!
Furthermore, given the Jiang family's tendency to destroy what they couldn't obtain, if they found that patron, wouldn't it cause trouble for that patron?
Song Yuan admitted he had selfish motives, but he simply couldn't stand the current arrogant and domineering behavior of the Jiang family.
"Pfft!"
The Golden Core cultivator behind Jiang Yuejun struck again. Song Yuan, staggering, tried to get up.
"Young Master, Song family's Golden Core cultivator has arrived."
Jiang Yuejun's expression became even gloomier. He stared coldly at Song Yuan and said sinisterly, "Song Yuan, do you think the Jiang family won't find out just because you refuse to speak? With the Jiang family's capabilities, there's no one in Wuyue City that the Jiang family cannot find."
Song Yuan snorted and stubbornly retorted, "Then why are you still asking me?"
Jiang Yuejun angrily exclaimed, "This is our Jiang family showing courtesy to you, the Song family! Since you don't want it..."
"Young Master!"
The Golden Core cultivator behind Jiang Yuejun called out in a deep voice. Jiang Yuejun, with a dark expression, swallowed his words and quickly left with his men.
For now, the Jiang family and the Song family had not reached the point of outright confrontation. However, once he, Jiang Yuejun, inherited the Jiang family, he would definitely kill Song Yuan.
Song Yuan wished he could kill Jiang Yuejun. He looked at the elders and employees of his family who rushed over and said gravely, "I'll have to trouble Uncle to make a trip to Red Moon Inn to look for... Never mind, Uncle, it's better not to alert them yet. Help keep an eye on the Jiang family first."
"If that patron chooses the Jiang family later, they probably won't suffer," Song Yuan said, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
The Song family's uncle treated his nephew's injuries and was then hurried away by Song Yuan.
"Shopkeeper, since you believe that patron will choose the Jiang family, why bother expending so much effort?" a shop assistant muttered quietly. The owner is too kind.
Song Yuan smiled and replied, "This is not expending effort, it's to ease my conscience."
The Song's Auction House had managed to endure the Jiang family's constant suppression precisely because of the conscience that the Song family had upheld in their business for generations.
Jiang Yuejun, having failed to extract useful information from Song Yuan, returned home and ordered people to turn Wuyue City inside out, finally locating Bai Shengyi's whereabouts.
The next morning, as soon as Bai Shengyi stepped out, she saw a servant dressed as a Qi Condensation cultivator standing at her door.
Upon seeing her, he said arrogantly, "Our young master wishes to see you. Please come with us."
His entire demeanor screamed, "This is your honor."
"Oh?"
Bai Shengyi hadn't encountered someone so full of himself in a long time. She directly extended her foot and kicked him down the stairs!
"Gurgle gurgle..."
Bai Shengyi elegantly stepped over the servant rolling down the stairs and coldly snorted, "Filthy thing, where did you come from? Don't stain my grandmother's eyes."
Everyone in the inn lobby having breakfast stared at the scene in stunned silence.
"You... You are outrageous!" The servant, having finally managed to get up, pointed his index finger at Bai Shengyi and loudly threatened, "Do you know who I am... Mmph..."
Bai Shengyi directly threw a rag from a distance, stuffing it into his mouth.
At that moment, Bai Shengyi's communication talisman lit up. She took it out and saw that it was a message from Xunmeng, and another from Sun Ling that had been sent yesterday, but she probably hadn't seen it because she was resting.
Unbeknownst to Bai Shengyi, the servant had already scrambled out of the inn using both hands and feet.
She first read Sun Ling's message.
"Daoist Bai, you asked me to keep an eye on Bai Murong. However, after Bai Murong was rescued by your elder brother, she disappeared from Alchemy Peak the day before yesterday."
Xunmeng's message was even more concise: "Shengyi, do not go east, great misfortune."
Bai Shengyi was slightly taken aback. She looked up towards the door. In the direction of the capital of the Great Ning Dynasty, the rising sun was shining brightly, casting golden rays. A fierce-looking Golden Core cultivator, bathed in golden light, strode in.
He carried a heavy hammer and bellowed with full vigor, "Jiang family business, all idle people, quickly disperse!"
Upon hearing it was the Jiang family, the guests in the inn, along with the waiter and the shopkeeper, quickly scattered.
Wuyue City, the Jiang family, truly this overbearing!
Bai Shengyi had a premonition that they had come for her.
Indeed, the servant from earlier, accompanied by a man in black, walked in.
The servant said, "Young Master, it's her. She's ungrateful, not only refused your invitation but also struck this servant, arrogantly saying she looked down on our Jiang family. What is our Jiang family, after all?"
Bai Shengyi looked at this scene of slander with a half-smile, her gaze chillingly cold.
However, she did not act rashly for the moment. Instead, she waited to see Jiang Yuejun's reaction.
Jiang Yuejun looked as if Bai Shengyi owed him tens of thousands of spirit stones. With a displeased expression, he said, "Esteemed Daoist, our Jiang family sincerely invites you to serve our Jiang's Auction House. Are you unwilling?"