Chapter 44

Huang Xiaolong, along with Fei Hou and two others, went to the martial arts and combat techniques auction market before heading to the real estate market. Although Huang Xiaolong had killed many mercenaries in the Silver Moon Forest and obtained some gold coins, it was not enough to purchase a mansion in the capital city. Therefore, Huang Xiaolong decided to first sell the high-grade Xuan-level martial art, the Black Moon Technique, which he had obtained from an elder of the Purple Robe Sword Sect.

The Black Moon Technique is a high-grade Xuan-level martial art, and its price is not low.

After a while, the four of them arrived at an auction house called Lone Peak.

When the four of them entered the main gate, perhaps because it was just dawn, the front hall was still rather quiet.

"What martial arts or combat techniques are the four of you interested in buying or selling?" Seeing the four of them enter, the front hall manager stepped forward and asked.

"I want to auction a high-grade Xuan-level martial art," Huang Xiaolong said directly.

"High-grade Xuan-level martial art!" The manager looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise; it was rare for someone to auction a high-grade Xuan-level martial art.

"That's right," Huang Xiaolong replied calmly.

"Please, please come to the inner hall to discuss this." The manager's expression changed, and he smiled, then led the four of them into the inner hall. After seating them, he instructed his subordinates to bring tea and quickly left to inform the higher-ups.

Not long after, a sixty-year-old man in a brocade robe walked in. He was Lin Yuan, an elder of the Lone Peak auction market, followed by the manager.

Lin Yuan's gaze fell on Huang Xiaolong, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Ha ha, I am Elder Lin Yuan of the auction house. I heard that young brother wants to auction a high-grade Xuan-level martial art," Lin Yuan said with a smile.

Huang Xiaolong did not speak, pretending to reach into his robe, but actually taking out a small black booklet from the Asura Ring and placing it on the table. Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed as he picked it up and flipped through it.

"Black Moon Technique!"

He was startled. He had heard of the Black Moon Technique; after cultivation, the practitioner possesses the power of the moon's yin, especially at night, making this martial art even more powerful.

Regaining his composure, Lin Yuan smiled and said, "This is indeed a high-grade Xuan-level martial art. How would you like to auction it?"

"I need money now. Give me a price," Huang Xiaolong thought for a moment and said.

If he auctioned the Black Moon Technique, it would take at least two to three days to get the money. Therefore, Huang Xiaolong decided to sell it directly to the auction house, avoiding the wait.

Lin Yuan understood that Huang Xiaolong needed money urgently. He pretended to be difficult and said, "Young brother, you know that selling it directly will result in a much lower price." Then, he said generously, "Let's say, 50,000 gold coins!" As he spoke, he held up his hand with five fingers extended.

"50,000 gold coins?" Huang Xiaolong thought, coldly. This old man really thought he was a child, trying to get rid of him with just 50,000 gold coins?

A high-grade Xuan-level martial art could typically be auctioned for 300,000 gold coins, and if sold directly, it would still fetch at least 250,000 gold coins. Even a mid-grade Xuan-level martial art, if sold directly, would fetch 100,000 gold coins.

Huang Xiaolong did not continue the negotiation. He put away the Black Moon Technique and stood up, saying to Fei Hou, "Let's go." He was about to leave.

"Wait!" Lin Yuan saw the four of them about to leave and suddenly spoke. He flashed forward, blocking their path, and at that moment, over a dozen guards in Lone Peak auction house robes rushed in from outside the hall.

Huang Xiaolong's face turned cold as he looked at the other side. "What do you mean?"

Lin Yuan's smile vanished as he looked at Huang Xiaolong. "Young brother, are you in a hurry to leave because you're guilty? Is there something wrong with the origin of this martial art?"

Huang Xiaolong looked at him with interest. "Is there something wrong with the origin of my martial art?"

Lin Yuan sneered. "That's right. Our auction house lost a high-grade Xuan-level martial art a few days ago, and it was the Black Moon Technique!"

Huang Xiaolong thought, coldly. It seemed the other side wanted to force a sale and had found an excuse, implying that Huang Xiaolong had stolen the Black Moon Technique from the Lone Peak auction house.

Forced sales were something Huang Xiaolong had encountered several times in his previous life on Earth.

"Let's do this. I won't make it difficult for you," Lin Yuan continued coldly. "Return the Black Moon Technique to our auction house, and we will let you leave. Otherwise, you know the consequences of stealing from our auction house!"

Now, he didn't even want to give the 50,000 gold coins.

50,000 gold coins would be enough for him to live a carefree life for a while.

In the capital city, he knew all the major families and noble children. Huang Xiaolong was unfamiliar, so he was not from a major family in the capital, which gave him the confidence to act this way, without worrying about retaliation from Huang Xiaolong and his companions.

He had done this a few times before.

Fei Hou, hearing the auction house elder Lin Yuan accuse them of stealing the Black Moon Technique from the Lone Peak auction house, watched with interest but did not act.

However, the two guards from the Marshal's Mansion, who were following Huang Xiaolong, could not hold back. One of them stepped forward, raised his hand, and slapped Lin Yuan's right cheek, angrily saying, "Blind dog, how dare you bully our young master!"

"Slap!"

The slap sent Lin Yuan reeling back a few steps, and a clear red handprint appeared on his right cheek.

"You, you actually dared to hit me?!" Lin Yuan, holding his burning right cheek, roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Since the two guards had not worn their Marshal's Mansion robes before coming out, he did not know their identities.

"Attack! Kill them and take the Black Moon Technique!" Lin Yuan roared, then flashed forward, leading the attack on Huang Xiaolong.

However, just as he reached Huang Xiaolong, a figure flashed, and Fei Hou's long sword swung, creating countless sword flowers that fell like snowflakes.

Lin Yuan was terrified and tried to retreat, but the countless sword flowers instantly pierced his body, and a惨叫响彻，林远倒飞出去，撞在内厅的柱子上。

元帅府的两名护卫身影不断闪动，每一次闪动，拍卖会就有一名护卫倒下。

这两名护卫是元帅浩天指派的，实力自然不弱，虽然不是十阶，但也是九阶后期巅峰，拍卖会这些护卫如何抵挡得住！

不一会儿，元帅府的两名护卫停了下来，拍卖会所有护卫已经全部倒在地上，痛苦地呻吟。

“少主，您没事吧？”两人回到黄小龙身前，恭敬地问道。

“我没事。”黄小龙摇了摇头，然后走到拍卖会长老林远身前，林远扶着柱子站了起来，看到眼前的黄小龙，一脸惊恐：“小兄弟，误会，这是个误会！是我记错了，我们拍卖会前些日子丢失的那部功法并不是黑月诀！你看我这猪脑袋，真该死，真该死！”