These jade pendants, three in total, were personally crafted by Ye Fan for his three granddaughters.
Later, when his granddaughters perished, these three jade pendants were buried with them.
But the problem was, that was impossible!
Although he was now transmigrating to a world hundreds of thousands of years after a certain past life, in that life, he had never married or had children.
The one with granddaughters belonged to a different life.
What was initially thought to be a mere intersection of two timelines had now introduced a third.
Moreover, this newly emerged timeline was not even in the same space as the current one…
Things were getting increasingly complicated…
If three worlds were now intersecting, would there be a fourth, fifth, or sixth in the future?
A terrifying speculation formed in Ye Fan's mind.
If each world he transmigrated to was a single thread, then these threads seemed to be weaving into a vast net, poised to descend upon him…
And the mastermind behind all of this was those damn systems!
Perhaps even…
The fact that he had been transmigrated a hundred times was likely part of these damn systems' schemes!
These damn systems wouldn't do such strenuous things for no reason; they must be seeking greater rewards!
This meant that being a puppet of the systems was not the most terrifying outcome; something even more dreadful awaited him!!!
The moment he thought of this, cold sweat broke out on Ye Fan's body!
He had been too naive and simple-minded before!
Now, it seemed that merely being unable to cultivate was no longer a guarantee of safety!
The first step was to quickly find the Abyss and kill himself.
As for the second step…
Different worldlines were intersecting.
This was the systems' conspiracy, but it was also his opportunity!
If he could follow this thread, perhaps he could find a sliver of a chance!
Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, he had no other choice.
Whether as mementos from his granddaughters or as new clues, he had to secure this jade pendant first!
Ye Fan was about to speak when he stopped himself.
The reason was simple.
He was broke…
He did have a considerable amount of gold and silver in his ring, enough to stun someone to death with its sheer volume.
The problem was, in the eyes of cultivators, such things were no different from scrap metal…
He did have some spirit stones, but they were only used to power his flying bed, and in total, they amounted to only a few thousand low-grade ones…
All these thoughts flashed through Ye Fan's mind in an instant.
At this moment, Bu Queqian was staring intently at the jade pendant on the first floor, his eyes gleaming.
As a wealthy idler with nowhere to spend his money, he was extremely interested in anything related to antiquity!
Bu Queqian figured that even if he didn't use it himself after acquiring it, he could give it to Ye Fan, his future subordinate!
Wouldn't the young man be awestruck by his generosity and pledge his allegiance immediately?
With this thought, Bu Queqian turned his head to look at Ye Fan.
Then he saw Ye Fan staring thoughtfully at the jade pendant on the first floor.
Bu Queqian's spirits immediately soared!
Ye Fan was interested in this jade pendant?
Good heavens, here was his chance!
"Brother Ye!" Bu Queqian happily patted Ye Fan's arm. "Don't worry, leave it to me!"
"One thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
Bu Queqian's bid caused a hush to fall over the hall.
In this world, 1 high-grade spirit stone = 100 mid-grade = 10,000 low-grade.
Bu Queqian's move had instantly driven the price up to ten million!
"Who is so generous to bid a thousand high-grade right off the bat?"
"Looking at this display, do they have a mine at home?"
"Senior Brother, I think we should try to get acquainted with them after this!"
"Junior Brother, you speak wisely!"
…
The guests began to whisper amongst themselves, but no one dared to raise the bid further.
"Brother Ye, since you fancy it, I'll give it to you later!" Bu Queqian boasted. "Follow this prince from now on, and I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury!"
"Brother Bu, this might not be appropriate," Ye Fan said with a troubled expression. "How could I let you incur such expense?"
He didn't dislike Bu Queqian; in fact, he found the simpleton quite amusing.
However, Ye Fan also didn't want to owe a favor like this.
With that thought, Ye Fan touched the spatial ring on his finger.
Though Ye Fan didn't have many spirit stones, he did possess some good items.
Both Ye Fan and the system had reached a tacit understanding.
Although the system rarely spoke these days, it still helped Ye Fan sign in for a pile of items every now and then.
Ye Fan would periodically clear them out.
Over this period, he had accumulated quite a few things that Ye Fan hadn't had time to sort through yet.
Despite Ye Fan's extreme animosity towards the system, he was well aware of the quality of items it produced.
Any item taken out at random was a minor treasure.
At least, that was the case for someone like Bu Queqian.
Since Bu Queqian was so enthusiastic, he might as well let him bid first.
At worst, Ye Fan could exchange some items with him afterward.
After all, as long as they weren't for cultivation, it made no difference whether they were destroyed or given to someone else.
If he hadn't worried about the nearby cultivators being too weak and turning into the system's mobile charging stations, Ye Fan would have already spread the word about his good fortune.
A walking treasure trove, what else could one ask for besides people trying to kill him!
Hmm…
He could try it out on some powerful experts when he encountered them later!
"What's with the politeness with your big brother!" Bu Queqian said with his usual bravado. "It's settled! If you refuse again, you're not giving me any face!"
"Alright then…" Ye Fan rubbed his nose, no longer arguing.
"Doesn't anyone else want to consider such a life-saving item?" Seeing that no one was bidding, the auctioneer began to employ his professional skills. "Money can be earned again, but life is lost forever! To die with unspent money, wouldn't that be a regret?"
These guests were clearly not first-timers and remained unmoved by the auctioneer's words.
Some even made a joke.
"Mr. Zheng, you're trying to trick us again!"
"Exactly, even if we worked ourselves to death, we might not earn a thousand high-grade spirit stones in this lifetime!"
"I think it's worse to live without money to spend."
…
"One thousand high-grade spirit stones, first call." The auctioneer helplessly tapped his small hammer.
"One thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones."
A woman's voice echoed from a private room opposite them.
"Wow—!"
Another small commotion erupted in the hall.
Where did another nouveau riche appear from?
They increased the bid by five million with their opening offer, truly treating money as nothing!
Damn rich people!
Of course, some people began to have other ideas.
For example, the speaker was a rich woman, and their own physical condition seemed quite… satisfactory…
Little Junior Sister, Senior Brother must apologize to you!
Inside the private room, Bu Queqian immediately shrunk his neck…
That voice, how could it be so familiar…
Damn it, could this prince be this unlucky?
"Brother Bu?" Ye Fan asked, seeing him appear somewhat frightened, "Do you know that woman?"
"Brother Ye…" Bu Queqian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "If I'm not mistaken, that's my aunt…"