Chapter 842 Fishing
Chen Yang suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Since you know my name and that I want to buy the Blazing Fire Green Lotus, why ask about my identity? Isn't that a bit too ridiculous?"
Upon hearing Chen Yang's answer, Rong Yuqing's eyebrows twitched.
Rong Yuqing could feel Chen Yang's anger and knew he was telling the truth.
Was Chen Yang really his real name...
Rong Yuqing's mind raced, and she finally lowered her voice and asked again, "I'm not asking about your current name, I'm asking about your former name."
Chen Yang was first stunned by this inexplicable question, and then a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
Former name?
Chen Yang scrutinized Rong Yuqing before him.
This woman was not weak in strength, nor was she old. When he first saw her, Chen Yang thought she was someone cultivated by a sect like the Xuan Tian Cave Mansion.
However, her question was truly baffling.
Chen Yang was not sure of the answer in his mind, so he deliberately showed killing intent in his eyes and said coldly, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Miss!"
As he spoke, Chen Yang had already gathered internal energy in his hand.
Everything Chen Yang did was a deliberate display.
Rong Yuqing did not panic upon seeing this. Instead, she chuckled and covered her mouth, saying, "There are many cultivators... no, I should say peak Grandmasters, in this manor. Your strength is indeed formidable, but you cannot possibly deal with me instantly."
"If you really want to fight, you must think carefully."
When Rong Yuqing said "cultivators," Chen Yang had already confirmed his guess.
Chen Yang had only heard the term "cultivator" from two people: Zhou Zeya and Xu Qingquan of Feiyan Mountain.
And these two people shared a common identity.
They were ancient martial artists!
Chen Yang was now 100% certain that this woman, if not an ancient martial artist herself, was at least connected to them.
"Rong Yuqing, is it? Although I am only at the cultivator realm now, you can try and see if those martial artists you mentioned can take me down. As for killing you? You overestimate yourself."
"I am here only for the Blazing Fire Green Lotus. If there is nothing else, please leave."
Chen Yang deliberately used the word "cultivator" to mislead the other party into guessing his identity.
Rong Yuqing naturally understood this obvious hint.
Rong Yuqing's lips curled into a smile, and she nodded with great satisfaction. "If you need anything in the future, you can come to this place to find me. If the price is right, I can sell it to you directly."
Saying that, Rong Yuqing turned to leave.
However, just as Chen Yang was about to close the door, Rong Yuqing said with a low laugh, "Even elixirs that can repair innate strength, our Treasure Pavilion can procure them."
Chen Yang watched her retreating figure, and his mind was already clear about the upcoming auction.
The auction, or rather this manor, was definitely supported by ancient martial artists.
Looking at the auction materials on the table, Chen Yang let out a wry smile. He had initially thought that the other party didn't know the use of the Blazing Fire Green Lotus, but Rong Yuqing's last sentence made it clear.
These items were simply bait!
They were trying to lure out the ancient martial artists hidden in the shadows!
If he wanted to learn more about ancient martial artists, he at least had to build a good relationship with this manor. The quickest way was to show them that he was an ancient martial artist.
Chen Yang didn't know if his conversation just now would make them believe he was an ancient martial artist, but he wasn't worried about being exposed.
Compared to other martial artists who knew nothing, Chen Yang had Zhou Zeya to ask.
Although Zhou Zeya's memory had been somewhat damaged, he should be fine with ordinary matters.
And then there was Xu Qingquan; he could always make a trip to the southwest.
Saint Moon Divine Venerable, ancient martial artists...
Chen Yang's mind was filled with new thoughts.
About half an hour later, there was another knock on the door. This time, however, it wasn't Rong Yuqing, but someone informing Chen Yang to go to the auction hall.
The manor's auction hall was in the basement. To Chen Yang, the entire auction hall resembled a performance venue.
Outside a semi-circular stage were separate sofas, and at the top of the tiered seating were several private rooms.
Chen Yang was led to one of these private rooms.
The room number on the door was 003, matching the spiritual imprint on Chen Yang's invitation.
Chen Yang turned off the lights in the room and sat in the darkness, watching the crowd below and the stage not far away.
In contrast to Chen Yang's "solitude," in a private room diagonally opposite him, three people were seated.
An old man with two young people, a man and a woman.
"Grandpa, didn't they say that many important figures wanted to come but couldn't make it to this auction? Why is there still an empty room when the auction has already started?"
Although the glass in the private room was specially treated, preventing outsiders from seeing inside, the lighting allowed one to vaguely see the figures within.
But the room diagonally opposite them didn't even have its lights on.
The young man beside him immediately said with a smile, "Junior sister, please wait a moment. That room has a good location. I'll go ask them to switch us."
The old man leading them did not speak, as if he had agreed.
However, moments later, the young man returned with the news that the room was already occupied.
"There are so many strange people at this auction. I wonder where these guys are from!"
The three people speaking were martial artists from Modu.
The old man was named Hou Yuanzhi, and he had been at the peak of Grandmaster for a long time.
Although he had not founded a sect, he had taken in a few disciples.
Hou Yuanzhi had always been searching for something to prolong his life. Two days ago, he received news that a treasure he desired would be sold at this manor's auction.
Hou Yuanzhi had some understanding of the auctions and black markets in Modu, but he was not very familiar with this sudden auction, nor had he made any preparations.
His attempts to investigate the background of the organizers were met with secret warnings.
But when he arrived at this manor, everyone he encountered was either a peak Grandmaster or someone he couldn't see through at all.
Grandmaster-level martial artists were rare!
Hou Yuanzhi looked at the lights on the stage and said, "The auction has begun. Let's sit down first."
From the side of the stage walked out a woman, who was the same Rong Yuqing who had spoken with Chen Yang earlier.