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Pang Jing's expression turned cold as he said, "Today, I must obtain the Falling Flame Spear. Anyone who dares to challenge me, let them suffer the consequences!"
The Advisor nodded and asked, "Sir, what about the young master's condition?"
Pang Jing's face softened slightly as he replied, "Nan'er’s injuries have improved. If we can acquire a weapon like the Falling Flame Spear to channel power for healing, he should recover within half a month. Unfortunately, the Battle Axe Radiance is with that old fellow Ye Nantian. If we could get the Battle Axe Radiance, Nan'er could reach Earth Level Four in six months!"
The Advisor nodded again and said, "Sir, it's time for us to place our bid!"
"Mm!"
Pang Jing stood up abruptly, his voice filled with power as he announced, "Fourteen thousand taels!"
Suddenly, the room fell silent, not because the price was outrageous, but because the city lord had personally come to bid for this Eighth-Rank Weapon!
As soon as Pang Jing made his move, the noble youths who were originally competing fell silent one by one.
At that moment, a voice rang out—
"Fifteen thousand taels!"
The bidder was none other than Cao De, the head of the Cao Family from the Fire God Clan. This robust middle-aged man in his fifties stared intently at City Lord Pang Jing without backing down.
Pang Jing sneered coldly and replied, "Seventeen thousand taels!"
Cao De's veins twitched on his forehead as he spoke in a voice that sounded like it came from an ice cave, "Twenty thousand taels!"
Pang Jing felt a sudden jolt in his heart; a murderous intent surged in his eyes. With a cold laugh, he clasped his fists and said, "Brother Cao truly has an imposing presence. Since you are so determined to have this Falling Flame Spear, I will do you a favor. You can obtain an Eighth-Rank Weapon for twenty thousand taels—what a profitable deal!"
In fact, the price of the Eighth-Grade Weapon has basically saturated at fifteen thousand, and it could be driven up to twenty-two thousand, thanks to the confrontation between Pang Jing and Cao De.
Faced with Pang Jing's move, Cao De remained as steady as a mountain, simply clasping his fists and laughing heartily: "Brother Pang Jing, I appreciate it. Since that's the case, this Falling Flame Spear will belong to my Cao Family!"
Cao De walked steadily and confidently onto the stage, picked up the Falling Flame Spear, turned around, and smiled while clasping his fists at the crowd below: "Thank you!"
Pang Jing's face had turned extremely ugly, yet he still forced a smile as he turned with his followers and exited the auction house.
...
On the forest path.
"The Heavenly Kill's Cao De is so arrogant, he doesn't regard me at all!"
Pang Jing clenched his iron fist, waves of chilling energy erupted around his fist, forming small shockwaves that knocked several guards behind him off balance.
The Advisor stood calmly beside Pang Jing and lowered his voice: "My lord, why not find an opportunity to eliminate the Cao Family in one fell swoop? Although the Fire God Clan is powerful, you are still the Lord of Liang City. How can you allow these commoners to insult you?"
Pang Jing's eyes were filled with resentment as he said: "I heard that recently, Cao De has already broken through to Earth Level Eight. Hmph, it seems we may find it difficult to take action!"
The Advisor nodded.
Yet Pang Jing's hatred did not diminish; he clenched his iron fist tightly and said: "Don't let me catch hold of any evidence against you. Otherwise, I will surely uproot both the Fire God Clan and the Cao Family!"
...
At the Azure Thunder Auction House, in the inner chamber.
Facing a thick stack of silver notes, Ye Yang smiled broadly, "Miss Lei, you are too kind. How can I not accept the auction fee?"
Lei Xiaodie replied, "Don't mention it!"
"Miss, this is not acceptable."
"Really, don't mention it."
"Miss, it is not acceptable."
"…"
Lei Xiaodie’s charming face flushed red as she accepted the 1,000 taels as a middleman fee. She then said, "Zi Yu, if you forge a new weapon, you must prioritize our Azure Thunder Auction House. You absolutely cannot let the other two auction houses get their hands on it..."
Ye Yang was taken aback. "Miss Lei, what are you saying? The Blazing Flame and Breaking Flame were not forged by me..."
At least Ye Yang understood that he could not reveal his identity. Once his identity as a Master Smith was exposed, trouble would surely follow.
Lei Xiaodie smiled sweetly, "Got it, Zi Yu. I will keep this secret for you!"
It seemed he had not managed to hide it from this little imp. Ye Yang shook his head and returned home.
…
When he arrived at his residence, a servant approached him and said, "Young Master Ziyu, your friend Zhang Tianhe left at noon today!"
"Oh? Why did Tianhe leave so soon?"
"He said he was going to travel far and wide, and would only come back to find you after he became stronger!"
Ye Yang clenched his fists, secretly complaining, "Hmph, Tianhe is so ungrateful. If he's going to travel, he should at least bring his brother along. That's just inconsiderate!"
Just then, the house steward came to report, "Young Master Ziyu, the master requests your presence in the front hall!"
"Oh?"
Ye Yang wondered what it could be. He had been wandering outside for the past few days; what could his father want with him?
When he arrived at the front hall, he realized it was not Ye Nantian who was looking for him!
In the Ye Family's main hall, all eight clan heads of the Fire God Clan were present. Peng Feng was there with Peng Yue'er, and Cao De, whom he had seen in the morning, was also among them.
Ye Nantian sat in the master's seat with a stern expression, saying nothing.
Peng Yue'er looked even more radiant, her lips red and teeth white. She held a Sharp Sword, which was none other than the Brightfire Sword that Ye Yang had forged earlier. It was a Ninth-Grade Weapon that had been bought by Peng Cheng, presumably to win over a lady's favor.
"Hmph!"
As soon as Peng Yue'er’s gaze met Ye Yang's for a brief moment, it was filled with disdain. She coldly snorted and whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "Waste!"
Ye Yang frowned. His cultivation had significantly improved, and he clearly heard every word she said. Ye Nantian also frowned deeply. The other clan heads present were all above Earth Level Five and had heard Peng Yue'er’s words as well, yet none of them spoke up.
"Dad, what's going on?" Ye Yang asked calmly and composedly.
Ye Nantian looked at his beloved son with a pained expression but remained silent.
At this moment, Peng Feng stood up and smiled, "Ye Yang, you have been chosen by the Family Sacred Beast to become this year's family member to receive the Inheritance. Prepare yourself well; in three days, the Inheritance ceremony will be held at the family altar!"
"Inheritance?" Ye Yang asked, confused. "What does that mean?"
Peng Feng secretly sneered but patiently explained, "Every year, a new talented family member enters the Fire Dragon Cave beneath the altar to undergo the test of the Family Sacred Beast. If you are lucky enough, you will receive the Fire God Inheritance, awakening the Fire God Bloodline and becoming a powerful Fire God Warrior. Of course, if your luck runs out, you might end up as food for the Sacred Beast. But don't worry; the Sacred Beast has a gentle temperament and rarely harms anyone."
"Family Sacred Beast? What is that?" Ye Yang inquired.
"The Fire Dragon!" Peng Feng said proudly.
"Oh?" Ye Yang felt a bit uneasy, but it seemed that this matter was beyond his control, so he could only nod in agreement.
At the moment Ye Yang nodded, Ye Nantian's eyes were filled with sorrow.
Peng Feng laughed heartily, "Since that's settled, then it's decided: three days from now, at the family altar, we will hold the Inheritance ceremony!"
Everyone gradually left.
...
In the large hall, only Ye Nantian, Ye Yang, and Old Butler remained.
The three sat in silence for a long time until Ye Nantian suddenly stood up and said, "Zi Yu, you should leave Liang City tonight with your belongings!"
"Why?" Ye Yang asked in confusion.
Old Butler replied, "Young Master Ziyu, you may not know this, but the family's Sacred Beast is a Seven-Tiered Beast—the Fire Serpent. Originally, family members entering the Fire Dragon Cave to receive the Fire God Bloodline Inheritance had a low chance of success. However, for nearly a hundred years now, every ten years, the Fire Serpent must devour the Inheritance recipient. This year marks that ten-year cycle!"
Ye Nantian suddenly slammed the table, shattering the hard fragrant wood instantly.
“Damn it, Peng Feng! How despicable of him to take this opportunity to pressure me along with the other seven clans, aiming to take Zi Yu's life. This is outrageous!”
Ye Yang stood there in shock, realizing that this was not a good situation but rather a looming disaster.
...
At that moment, a voice echoed in Ye Yang's mind: “Fire Serpent? Sacred Beast?”
Qin Fang suddenly burst into laughter. “Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! A lowly beast like the Fire Serpent actually becoming the Sacred Beast of the Fire God Clan? This family has truly fallen into decline!”
Ye Yang asked in surprise, “Grandpa Qin, what exactly is the Fire Serpent?”
“A bloodthirsty, fire-loving, and lethargic beast that spends most of its life sleeping. It requires very little energy, which is why the Fire Serpent only feeds once every ten years.”
Qin Fang's voice turned serious. “Ye Yang, since you cannot avoid this trial, then focus on your training and prepare yourself. You currently possess a Seventh-Rank Weapon; if you can reach Earth Level Five within three days, you still have a chance to defeat the Level Seven beast, Fire Serpent!”
Ye Yang nodded immediately. “Yes, I do not wish to evade!”
“Good, good child!”
Qin Fang clearly appreciated Ye Yang's determination; only the strong would face challenges head-on!
Ye Yang lifted his head and smiled slightly at Ye Nantian and Old Butler. “Please do not let anyone disturb me for the next two days. Three days from now, I will go to accept that so-called Inheritance!”
“What? Zi Yu, you...”
Ye Nantian was shocked, yet filled with helplessness. There was nothing he could do; among the eight clan heads of the Fire God Clan, Ye Nantian was the weakest, and naturally, his words carried the least weight. Undoubtedly, the other seven clans were envious of Battle Axe Radiance; otherwise, this group of seemingly united individuals would not have banded together to pressure Ye Nantian.
Of course, there were many things that Ye Nantian did not know.
...
For three whole days, Ye Yang searched for some scrap metal and fused it with parts of Mystic Spirit Stone. He immersed himself in the Refined Realm, deepening his understanding and application of Fire Element!
In the early morning.
Ye Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by countless Fire Elements. He slowly opened his eyes and with an Open Hand, he channeled Fire God Power, causing a faint layer of red True Qi to appear around his body.
"Congratulations, Ye Yang, you have finally advanced to Earth Level Five!"
Qin Fang's voice was the best reward. Ye Yang smiled slightly, stood up proudly, and opened the door. Two maidservants presented him with clothes and said, "Young Master, please change into new clothes; you will be receiving the Fire God Inheritance in two hours!"
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