The bizarre scene before them was unheard of and unseen by the assembled masters of sorcery in Hong Kong.
"What's going on?"
"Did he absorb those spells?"
"Is he human or ghost?"
The group was bewildered, unable to comprehend what had transpired.
Just then, the Three Flowers Heavenly Master suddenly shouted, "Everyone, be careful!"
He then took the lead in dodging to the side.
As everyone looked closely, their faces contorted in shock.
The spells that had just struck Chen Xiao were now being returned, aimed directly at them!
Following this, the auction hall transformed into a fireworks display.
Explosions erupted one after another, and the masters of sorcery, each possessing unique skills, fled in disarray, chased by their own spells.
By the time the spells had all detonated, the once arrogant masters of Hong Kong were left in a pathetic, defeated state.
The Three Flowers Heavenly Master panted, "Don't be afraid, everyone. I don't believe this kid has any more spells left. He must be at the end of his rope this time!"
Upon hearing this, the masters of Hong Kong's sorcery circles rallied their spirits once more.
Chen Xiao sighed, pitying them as he said, "Truly frogs in a well. At the end of my rope? I haven't even used a single spell yet. How can I be at the end of my rope?"
"What? You haven't used any spells? Kid, don't spout nonsense. If you haven't used any spells, then what were those just now?"
The Three Flowers Heavenly Master was dismissive, believing Chen Xiao was merely boasting.
"You can't even distinguish between spells and divine abilities, yet you call yourselves masters of sorcery. Fine, I'll send you on your way. Stop disgracing yourselves by lingering in this world!"
Chen Xiao shook his head helplessly. The next moment, he suddenly looked up, flames reigniting in his eyes. Countless torrents of fire shot towards the sorcery masters like artillery shells.
In an instant, the auction hall became a living hell.
Within ten seconds, every sorcery master who had attacked Chen Xiao had turned into a pile of ash.
Those who were weaker and had not dared to act against Chen Xiao were fortunate enough to survive.
However, they now dared not even look at Chen Xiao. They felt that what Chen Xiao had just done was something only an immortal could accomplish.
Therefore, Chen Xiao must be an immortal possessing a mortal's body, or perhaps an ancient demon...
Elder Huang was stunned. Even he had not anticipated that Chen Xiao could slaughter so many sorcery masters in such a short time.
With their deaths, Hong Kong's sorcery world had lost half its strength.
However, this had nothing to do with him, as he had never considered himself part of Hong Kong's sorcery community.
Once everything settled, Chen Xiao slowly walked towards He Xinwu.
He Xinwu was so terrified that tears and snot streamed down his face, and his lower body was soaked.
He was a descendant of the He family in Hong Kong, the legitimate grandson of He Mingsen. His father was the chairman of a listed company, and he usually swaggered through Hong Kong's upper society. Even masters of sorcery like Xu Banxian treated him with respect.
But at this moment, all his accolades were rendered meaningless, as Chen Xiao could kill him with a mere thought.
Seeing Chen Xiao approach, he immediately kowtowed frantically, begging for mercy with all his might.
"Spare me, immortal grandfather! I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have failed to recognize your greatness and I shouldn't have looked down on you. Spare me, immortal grandfather, I don't want to die..."
Chen Xiao scoffed at He Xinwu's pathetic state. "When did I say I was going to kill you?"
"You're not killing me? You're really not killing me?"
He Xinwu asked in astonishment, his face filled with disbelief.
Chen Xiao was too lazy to reply. In his eyes, people like He Xinwu were cockroaches that he could crush at will.
But he wouldn't do so, firstly because it was unnecessary, and secondly, it would dirty his shoes.
"Do you know where He Xinyi is? Take me to her!"
Chen Xiao cut straight to the chase, stating his purpose.
"You want to see He Xinyi? You know my sister?"
He Xinwu asked incredulously.
He Xinyi was merely a good-for-nothing kicked out of the family by her grandfather. How could she possibly know someone like this god-like figure?
Chen Xiao's brow furrowed slightly, but before he could speak, He Xinwu quickly added, "Immortal grandfather, please don't be angry. I know where that girl is. I'll take you there right away!"
Chen Xiao said lightly, "My surname is Chen. Don't call me immortal grandfather anymore. I'm not even as old as you."
"Yes, Master Chen..."
He Xinwu quickly got up from the ground, not bothering about his still-damp trousers. "Master Chen, please follow me. There are very few people who know He Xinyi's secret hiding place besides me."
He Xinyi lived in a subdivided apartment, the entire room less than ten square meters.
No one would have imagined that the former eldest daughter of the He family, a socialite who frequently dominated the entertainment headlines, would live in such a place.
At this moment, she was disheveled, huddled on a small bed eating a bowl of bland instant noodles, completely devoid of her former elegance as a He family heiress.
Hong Kong was a place that was so realistic it was cruel.
As fortunate as she was to be born into the He family, she was equally unfortunate after being expelled.
Because she was driven out by He Mingsen, even her own parents severed ties with her to avoid being implicated.
Her former rivals, the siblings from other branches of the He family, had suppressed her severely, leaving her no opportunity to resurface.
As for her so-called friends from the past, her rumored lovers, and the young ladies and gentlemen of high society, it was already merciful that they didn't kick her while she was down.
Therefore, when she saw He Xinwu appear outside her door, she instantly broke down and began to shout hysterically.
"He Xinwu, what do you want? What else do you want from me? Are you not satisfied that I'm already miserable enough? Do you have to see me dead before you're satisfied?"
He Xinwu did not know what kind of relationship Chen Xiao and He Xinyi had – whether they were friends, enemies, or lovers...
However, regardless of their relationship, it was always right to treat He Xinyi with courtesy.
He said with a fawning smile, "Xinyi, don't be anxious. Look who I've brought."
Then, He Xinwu moved aside, and He Xinyi saw Chen Xiao standing behind him.
"It's you?"
He Xinyi froze.
She certainly wouldn't forget Chen Xiao. In fact, even if she developed Alzheimer's and could only remember a few people, Chen Xiao would undoubtedly be one of them.
"Miss He, it's been a long time."
Chen Xiao said with a faint smile.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, He Xinyi slammed the door shut with a bang...