Chapter 61

Although Xiao Qiyu's cultivation was still a notch below Xiao Bufan, the Plum Blossom Sword Intent, the most formidable technique of the Xiao family, was no small matter. Even with Xiao Qiyu's Third Stage Qi Martial Realm cultivation, it was not something Xiao Bufan at the Fifth Stage Qi Martial Realm could easily break through!

Xiao Bufan took a step back, and the green saber in his hand burst with light. In the flicker of lightning, the sword intent grew stronger, and five plum blossoms appeared...

A light sound was heard as the five blossoms merged with those of Xiao Qiyu!

The crowd watching on the side immediately panicked and scattered, running far away, not daring to get too close.

A few "sizzling" sounds were heard, and under the clash of the two sword intents, dozens of sword marks appeared on the blue stone road in front of the Tingfeng Winehouse.

Each sword mark was only a little over a foot long, but the depth was astonishing.

"Xiao Qiyu, are you crazy? How dare you attack me! Do you want to help outsiders against me?"

Xiao Bufan said, his anger uncontrollable.

People were equally confused. Although Xiao Qiyu was unknown, the Plum Blossom Sword Intent he used just now, when pitted against Xiao Bufan, seemed to have the upper hand. Clearly, he was one of the hidden geniuses of the Xiao family. Why would he suddenly attack his own family member?

And he used the most powerful Plum Blossom Sword Intent right away?

At this moment, Shen Lang, who seemed to have been ignored, found a wooden stick as thick as an arm from somewhere and lightly tapped Xiao Bufan's shoulder.

"Get lost!"

Xiao Bufan, with his green saber still pointing at Xiao Qiyu, waved his left hand as if swatting a fly.

At this moment, his eyes were only on Xiao Qiyu; how could he tolerate anyone else?

Just now, the same Plum Blossom Sword Intent was used, and although his cultivation was two stages higher than Xiao Qiyu's, he inexplicably fell into a disadvantage, which made his anger even more intense.

Shen Lang rolled his eyes and, without thinking, swung the wooden stick and smashed it down on Xiao Bufan's head.

"I'm in a hurry to go upstairs for a drink; the one who should get lost is you."

Hearing the wind rushing at the back of his head, Xiao Bufan, without even turning his body, drew a very beautiful sword flower in the air with his green saber, instantly piercing through the wood.

"Good!"

The crowd clapped and cheered.

It had to be said, this move was truly impressive, with fluid movements and swift speed.

Xiao Bufan, with a look of smugness and arrogance, turned around.

But before he could say a word, a fist came silently and hit his nose.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!" Xiao Bufan let out a惨叫, fell backward, and was caught by Xiao Qiyu, who stepped forward.

"Ugh, Shen Lang, you scum, I will kill you, I will definitely kill you..." Xiao Bufan's sword fell to the ground, and he clutched his nose, blood streaming down.

The crowd was stunned. A Fifth Stage Qi Martial Realm expert's battle was not like that of a Force Martial Realm warrior; it was extremely difficult to hit someone's face...

If someone could casually hit a Fifth Stage Qi Martial Realm expert's face, it would probably not be too difficult to kill them.

But Xiao Bufan, who had almost been knocked unconscious, clearly did not understand this, or even if he did, he would only think that he was distracted and thus taken advantage of.

Xiao Qiyu shook his head and said, "If you don't want to die, talk less. If you keep babbling, even I can't save you!"

Xiao Bufan was stunned.

Xiao Qiyu, the martial fanatic who practiced in silence within the family, actually said such words to him. This was too unusual.

Moreover, the meaning of his words suggested that Shen Lang was very powerful and could even take his life?

What a joke? I am the first genius of the Xiao family!

That kid is the biggest scum in Tianfeng City!

But this first genius of the Xiao family was now in an extremely狼狈 state, having been hit directly in the nose, with blood all over his face, yet he still did not think he was weaker than the other person...

"Xiao Qiyu, get out of my way! Let me go, or I won't let you off... Uh!"

Xiao Bufan, struggling fiercely, was cut off mid-sentence as Xiao Qiyu hit him on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him unconscious.

"Sorry." Xiao Qiyu, after knocking out Xiao Bufan, looked at Shen Lang with respect, a gaze that made the surrounding people feel as if a student was facing his mentor, respectful... no, reverent!

"Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, but your Plum Blossom Sword Intent has made significant progress. Your talent is quite good, but you're still too weak..." Shen Lang said calmly.

"Yes." Xiao Qiyu said, his face showing shame.

The crowd immediately erupted into heated discussion.

What was going on? It was already strange enough that Xiao Qiyu helped Shen Lang to injure Xiao Bufan, but it sounded like Shen Lang was even giving Xiao Qiyu pointers?

He was just a young master of the Shen family; even if he was as powerful as Xiao Bufan or even more so, what right did he have to instruct the Xiao family's most formidable "Plum Blossom Sword Intent"?

And the most frightening thing was that Xiao Qiyu, who had been like a ferocious tiger when dealing with Xiao Bufan, was now as obedient as a kitten!

"Drag these guys away. It's really frustrating to have my meal interrupted... Scum, ha, scum..." Shen Lang laughed and turned to go upstairs.

The three bound men, who had forgotten to even cry out in pain, jumped up in unison and moved aside to make space for Shen Lang.

This little demon's actions were as swift as the wind; before anyone could react, he had already severed one of their arms...

If he was in a bad mood and severed their other arms, they would be in tears before they knew it!

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The business at the Tingfeng Winehouse was indeed booming, especially with the upcoming auction at the Treasure Pavilion.

When Shen Lang went upstairs, it was still early, but the VIP rooms were already full, and there was only one table left in the main hall.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" A servant immediately came forward to greet him as soon as Shen Lang went upstairs.

"Bring me a jar of Daughter Red, and for the dishes, steamed chicken with lotus petals, chrysanthemum fish soup, and two green vegetables. Start with some appetizers." Shen Lang instructed.

The wine and appetizers were brought up in no time, the service was very quick.

Shen Lang sat by the window and looked out, noticing that more and more people were gathering at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion, and the unusual noise was attracting many of the winehouse patrons.

Soon, the Tingfeng Winehouse also became noisy, with many people rushing upstairs to whisper to those already there.

"What? The auction time has changed, delayed by six hours? What's going on? This has never happened before!"

"Is it because of two additional auction items? What could be so powerful that the Treasure Pavilion would delay the auction for so long? Most of the people in this winehouse are here for today's auction. Are we supposed to wait around all day? This is outrageous!"

"What? Giant Potion! And the formula for the Giant Potion? Crazy, crazy!"

The entire winehouse was in a frenzy, just like the outside world.

Countless figures were moving back and forth between the floors, all as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Although Shen Lang had already gauged the value of the Giant Potion formula from his conversation with Sima Qing, seeing this scene made him realize he had underestimated its impact.

No one knew that he not only had the formula for the Giant Potion, a spiritual medicine suitable for martial artists below the Xuanwu Realm, but also a more powerful "Dragon Strength Potion" formula suitable for martial artists above the Xuanwu Realm!

He also had many other formulas for body tempering, cultivation, and healing.

Any one of these, if revealed, could cause a huge stir.

Only now did he begin to truly understand the value of these things... It was no wonder, as the memories of the War Emperor did not include such information. The legendary Lord of the War God Temple had no need to know such things.

So, seeing this shocking scene, Shen Lang could only smile bitterly.

He wanted money, money to buy various spiritual herbs and materials, not this kind of attention.

Fortunately, the Treasure Pavilion's confidentiality measures were excellent.

At this moment, apart from Sima Qing and a few others, no one could know that the formula came from Shen Lang.

Just as the Tingfeng Winehouse was in chaos and Shen Lang was still smiling bitterly, three figures ascended to the third floor.

Two men and one woman.

As soon as these three entered the third floor of the Tingfeng Winehouse, the noisy scene immediately calmed down.

The crowd's attention was immediately drawn to these three.

The young man on the right held a feather fan and wore a silk headband, exuding a graceful demeanor.

The other man had a stern expression, carrying a long sword on his back. With just one step, a killing aura emanated from him, and his attire suggested he was a guard from the City Lord's residence.

Both were handsome and dignified.

However, the crowd's attention did not linger on these two for long; it quickly focused on the woman between them.

The woman was beautiful, with fair and smooth skin, like a spirit in the wind, a queen among flowers, exuding an ethereal and majestic aura, a rare beauty.

She wore a bright green brocade fur coat, but even its vibrant color paled in comparison to her radiant beauty.

"It's her! The City Lord's daughter, Ye Xue! I didn't expect her to return from Jialan Academy..."

"The man on the right seems to be Xu Daolin, the young master of the Xu family? It's said he recently returned from training outside and has already broken through to the Fifth Stage Qi Martial Realm?"

People began to whisper.

Shen Lang, facing away from the entrance, heard the murmurs and his expression changed slightly.

At this moment, he heard someone behind him say, "Miss, there seems to be no seat on the third floor... Oh, there's only one person sitting there. Miss, please wait a moment."

Then, footsteps approached, and the guard-like man was already at Shen Lang's table.

"Bang!"

A small bag of gold coins landed on the table in front of Shen Lang.

"Boy, I am from the City Lord's residence. My miss needs your seat. Take this bag of gold coins and leave quickly."

The guard looked down at Shen Lang, who was hunched over, speaking arrogantly.

His eyes were full of disdain, as if even speaking to Shen Lang was a favor.

"Get lost." Shen Lang said without lifting his head.

"Rubbish! Do you know who you're talking to!" The guard was furious.

The crowd was also stunned. In Tianfeng City, the City Lord's residence was the dominant force, and no one dared to provoke them. To have someone defy them and speak so arrogantly, it seemed this person was doomed!

Shen Lang drained his wine cup and then said slowly, "I know, a dog from the City Lord's residence."

"You're asking for death!"

The guard, already full of anger, roared and transformed his right hand into a blade, slashing down at Shen Lang's neck.

A black aura surrounded his palm, looking terrifying, as if he had cultivated some sinister and toxic technique...

The crowd in the winehouse was on edge for Shen Lang.

The people from the City Lord's residence were indeed arrogant, daring to attack in a place like the Tingfeng Winehouse.

But even if people were indignant, no one dared to intervene. In Tianfeng City, who could afford to offend the City Lord's residence except for the two academies?

This young man could only be considered unlucky, a victim of his own youthful arrogance and lack of judgment.

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