As Mr. Yangge said that the auction ended today, everyone in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion stood up one after another, still not satisfied with the previous bidding on the iron rods.
So much so that when everyone took a stand, they would look at Ye Chen meaningfully.
"I'm going to get the iron rod. You go back first." Ye Chen glanced around at the people standing there, then glanced at the private room on the second floor, and then looked at Xiong Er, "When you go out, be careful behind you."
"It's okay, where is my second uncle?" Xiong Er waved his hand, slipped into the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After Xiong Er left, Ye Chen walked to the back hall of Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
There were many people coming and going to auction items, including Wu Changqing.
Seeing Ye Chen, Wu Changqing's face turned gloomy to the extreme, and his voice was cold to the bone, "Boy, I will let you know the price of provoking me, the Zhengyang Sect."
"Fair bidding, the one with the highest price will get it. Senior is reluctant to spend money. Do you blame me?" Ye Chen sneered.
"I hope that when the auction is over, your mouth will still be so smart." Wu Changqing shook his robe and walked away.
"Do you think I will give you a chance?" Looking at Wu Changqing who was leaving with a sneer, Ye Chen turned around and walked into the back hall.
Seeing that it was Ye Chen, Mr. Yangge, who was sitting on the futon, couldn't help but cast a look at him, "Little guy, you are quite courageous today!"
"Senior made fun of you."
Mr. Yangge didn't ask any more, but took out the black iron rod with a flick of his hand. Ye Chen had already taken out a storage bag and handed it to him with great pain. Five hundred thousand spirit stones were truly authentic. It cost him everything.
"Thank you, senior." After putting away the iron rod, Ye Chen bowed his hands and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Yangge.
"Little friend, wait a minute."
Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but turn around and looked at Mr. Yang Ge in confusion, "Senior, do you have anything else to do?"
"I have nothing to do, but someone is looking for you with a small matter." Mr. Yangge smiled gently, and as he spoke, he extended his arm in a gesture of invitation, "Little friend, please come in and invite me!"
Ye Chen was a little flattered that Mr. Yangge was suddenly so polite.
"Go in! Someone is waiting for you." Mr. Yang Ge showed a kind smile again.
Although he was stunned, Ye Chen still walked in in the direction pointed by Yangge Lao. He knew that in this Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it was not up to him to enter or not. Instead of doing this, he might as well take the initiative.
Following the door of the back hall, I walked in and found that behind the back hall was a small courtyard.
The small courtyard is a world of its own, radiant with brilliance, filled with rockeries, and planted with spiritual flowers and rare herbs. The sound of gurgling water can be heard clearly. Ye Chen couldn't help but marvel at the extraordinaryness of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion. Who would have thought that there is such a thing in the Netherworld Black Market? A unique little garden.
"My friend, please come this way." Just as Ye Chen was marveling, a gentle voice came from the pavilion in the small courtyard.
Hearing the sound and looking around, Ye Chen was startled again. Isn't the middle man sitting in the pavilion the same old man in purple who sat next to him at the auction today
"Is he from the Tianxuan Sect?" This was the first thought in Ye Chen's mind, otherwise he would not have appeared in the back garden of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, and he would not have had Mr. Yang Ge show such a polite attitude.
"Come on!" The old man in purple greeted Ye Chen.
Without thinking much, Ye Chen walked up to the pavilion and bowed respectfully to the old man in purple, "Junior has met senior."
"No need to be polite, sit down!" The old man in purple smiled. Although he was a strong man, he had no airs at all, making Ye Chen think that he was an ordinary grandfather in front of him.
"I don't know why the senior recruited the junior." Ye Chen looked at the old man in purple in confusion.
"Help me."
"Please...ask me for help?" Ye Chen was stunned again, and he was extremely surprised that the dignified Tianxuan Sect would ask him for help.
"To be more precise, I want to ask the real fire in your body for help." The old man in purple looked at Ye Chen meaningfully.
Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned. He had something really hot, and the only person who knew about it was the little fat guy Xiong Er. He thought he had hidden it very well, but he never thought that he would be caught by the old man in purple.
Seeing that Ye Chen was wary, the old man in purple smiled gently, "Don't worry, little friend, I'm asking for your help, that's all."
Ye Chen couldn't help but smile. What could he do if he didn't worry? Here, he really didn't have much confidence in the Qi Condensation Realm. The old man in purple was very polite without starting a robbery on the spot.
"Of course, it's not for nothing. I will give you corresponding rewards. Or if you have anything you want, just ask for it." The old man in purple said again.
Now that the words have come to this point, Ye Chen naturally won't hold them back, not for nothing.
Taking a deep breath, he coughed dryly, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "I need money."
He originally came for Xuangang and Xuantie. Who would have thought that for the iron rod, the money he bought from the auction, and Xiong Er's 300,000 foreign debt, he was extremely short of money at the moment.
Naturally, he didn't say how much it would cost.
First, he really didn’t know how much he should ask for.
Second, he gave the decision-making power to the old man in purple. Anyway, I want money. If you want to give more, you can give more, if you want to give less, you can give less. If you don't give, I don't dare to have any objection.
On the side, the old man in purple was holding a tea cup and took a sip. Seeing that Ye Chen didn't speak any more, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, "That's all?"
With a chuckle, Ye Chen nodded.
The old man in purple smiled slightly, took out a storage bag and handed it to Ye Chen.
"Thank you, senior." Ye Chen hurriedly accepted it, but he didn't go to see it on the spot. It was useless to see it. If you give me less, can you order more? He has the heart, but he doesn’t have the courage!
"Just start!"
"Okay, okay." Hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly put the black iron and black steel into his storage bag.
Here, the old man in purple has rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, exposing his arm.
Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned, because the arms of the old man in purple were all black. If you look carefully, you can see strange runes appearing on the surface of the arms.
"What is this?" Ye Chen looked up at the old man in purple.
"Witch."
"Witch?" Hearing this name, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of the few words about witchcraft he had seen in the Zhengyang Sect Library a few years ago.
The witchcraft is an extremely vicious curse that can only be cast by the legendary witch tribe. Once caught, if it cannot be contained or removed in time, the curse will surely bite the body and die.
As for the Wu Clan, it has a big background. It is an ancient and mysterious race. Together with the Demon Clan, the Fairy Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Ancient Clan, the Monster Clan, the God Clan, the Dragon Clan, and the Barbarian Clan, they are also called the Nine Ancient Clan. Each of them is extremely powerful. It is a genuine ancient giant.
Ye Chen was surprised. He never thought that such a powerful monk as the old man in purple would have such a curse seal of the Witch Clan in his body.
"Senior, can my real fire help you restrain this witchcraft?" Knowing how powerful the witchcraft was, Ye Chen lost his confidence.
"Of course ordinary real fire won't work, but your real fire might be able to."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's expression froze, and he looked at the old man in purple in astonishment, "Senior, is it possible that real fire is still strong and weak?"