The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 245: The Magic Box Reappears

"Twelve, did you notice how formidable these people are?"

Thirteen asked in a low voice.

"The last three are relatively weak, but the first two are unfathomable, and I can’t see through their cultivation. They give me the same feeling as Number Two and Ye Xiaoyao."

"Hmm."

"Yes, that’s right! Why do I feel they’re even above Ye Xiaoyao?"

"However, to have such advanced cultivation and be so young. Almost on the same level as Ye Xiaoyao, where exactly are they from?"

The others also had similar feelings and couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.

Number Two suddenly smiled slightly: "Your intuition is correct. The two young people leading just now, one is Fang Lingfei, daughter of the Wangyue Pavilion Master. The other is Ye Canghai, the Pavilion Master’s top disciple, and also the master of the West Tower of the Five Directions Tower. In Wangyue Pavilion, Ye Canghai ranks third, Fang Lingfei ranks fourth."

"No wonder, turns out they are the top prodigies of Wangyue Pavilion!"

Everyone was filled with admiration.

"Yes, in the Mortal World, I think the only place truly approaching the Martial Arts Realm is Wangyue Pavilion."

Number Two crossed his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Qingtian: "Kid, did you see? In Huaxia, you are not the strongest, not even in the younger generation! And this is just Wangyue Pavilion. If some geniuses emerge from the hidden Martial Arts Realm, that would be truly terrifying! Even the geniuses of Wangyue Pavilion are nothing compared to them."

"These Martial Arts Realm geniuses are the ones who can truly glimpse the Martial Arts Dao! But kid, don’t lose heart, opportunities are always there for you, as long as you work hard, your future is limitless!"

Seeing Ye Qingtian not speaking, Number Two felt the desired effect had been achieved.

Ye Qingtian started to harbor doubts, no longer feeling he was at the peak of Huaxia Martial Arts Dao.

The building was a hundred stories tall, but Number Two led Ye Qingtian to the basement.

Below the building sat an underground empire, a whole different world.

The area beneath the building was teeming with martial artists and spirit masters.

"How about it? Have you been here before?"

Number Two asked proudly.

Ye Qingtian did not respond; he had checked out the place on the night he arrived.

The basement housed many entertainment projects, which opened Shen Huamo’s eyes.

Finally, Number Two led Ye Qingtian and others to a large public area resembling an ancient auction site.

"Today, let me broaden your horizons first!"

Number Two said with a smile.

Ye Qingtian and his group sat in relatively front seats, indicating Number Two had a good mix here.

It turned out to be an auction, coinciding with Long Wuya’s granddaughter’s engagement banquet, attracting many spiritual technique masters and martial arts strong persons, just right for hosting an auction.

The auction items were mostly elixirs and spiritual artifacts, each of which was extremely valuable.

Ye Canghai and others were also present, sitting quite close to Ye Qingtian and his group.

More and more spirit masters and martial artists arrived, and soon the auction hall was packed.

Tall women in cheongsams appeared one by one, showcasing the evening’s auction items.

"This is an elixir, enough to push a Martial Form into the Martial King Realm!"

The first auction item came out to a frantic scramble.

After all, this elixir is quite useful for martial artists.

As each auction item appeared, the atmosphere reached a climax.

Later on, spiritual artifacts emerged, fetching high prices; before long, one was bid up to over a billion.

"Hmm? That young master from the Mortal World hasn’t made a move yet? Very strange!"

Sheng Yunhan looked at Ye Qingtian and said.

"Right! Shouldn’t this young master be squandering fortunes at a moment’s notice?"

Liu Qingyu said.

The auction approached its end in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Number Two explained each spiritual artifact or elixir with great detail, seemingly to impress Ye Qingtian with his knowledge!

Until the end, neither Ye Qingtian nor Ye Canghai’s groups made a move.

"We are just here to have a look; is he doing the same?"

Sheng Yunhan sneered coldly.

"The last auction item, a box. Starting price: fifty thousand yuan!"

The last auction item was unveiled, a black box with seemingly nothing special.

The only thing was it looked a bit ancient, like an old-time container for items.

"Just an ordinary box! No one would want it even as a gift!"

Initially, Number Two thought it was some rare treasure, but he was disappointed upon closer inspection.

Many people in the audience were also disappointed, as it was obviously not a treasure.

"I wonder if this auction item should be snatched directly, or does it require payment?"

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian’s voice rang out.

"No way? You took a liking to this broken box?"

Number Two exclaimed in astonishment.

A while ago, when he offered Ye Qingtian some brilliant spiritual artifacts and elixirs, they were rejected, and now he wanted the box.

"Yes, I want this box. Should I snatch it directly?"

Ye Qingtian said seriously.

Because this box was the magic box from Demon Island!

Even though it was empty inside, Ye Qingtian could discern it with a glance.

"Huh? Snatch it? This box?"

Number Two’s eyes nearly popped out.

"One hundred thousand!"

Thirteen directly raised a sign and won the box.

"Could this box have some significant use?"

Sheng Yunhan asked, puzzled.

"Didn’t you see his nearby expert saying it’s useless? I think it’s just the eccentric taste of a Mortal World young master!"

Ye Canghai sneered and didn’t pay further attention.

The auction concluded soon after, and Ye Qingtian and his group moved to the back, where a password-protected case containing the magic box was handed to them.

"Hmm? Sir, please wait!"

As Ye Qingtian’s group was about to leave, a group of people appeared in front of them.

The leading girl was exceptionally beautiful, ethereal, on the same level as Shen Huamo.

"Sir, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Long Jiatong, from the Spiritual Technique Long Family."

Number Two and the others were visibly startled.

They didn’t expect it to be Long Wuya’s granddaughter, the leading figure of this Shanghai event, Long Jiatong.

"What do you want?"

Shen Huamo asked warily.

"Sir, could you sell me the box in your hand?"

Long Jiatong asked with a smile.

She had heard about the box from Long Wuya, and upon seeing it, she was determined to keep it, no matter what it took.

In fact, Long Jiatong had been at the auction all along, only waiting to act at the end.

"Long Jiatong? You’re Long Wuya’s granddaughter?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"I am!"

"You want this item?"

"That’s right! Name your price, sir!"

Long Jiatong said.

Number Two and the others were already bewildered, wondering if it was an unparalleled spiritual artifact.

"No matter the price, I won’t sell it!"

Ye Qingtian rejected instantly.

"Then what conditions would you set?"

Long Jiatong asked.

"Let Long Wuya come to me!"

Upon hearing this, Long Jiatong immediately agreed: "Fine, no problem. Once the item is secured, my grandfather will meet you!"

"Alright, I’ll wait tonight. Hope you keep your word!"

Ye Qingtian handed the box to Long Jiatong.

Long Jiatong’s group left with the box.

"Miss, did you really agree to him?"

Outside, someone from the Spiritual Technique Long Family asked.

"Hmph, just a naive kid. He wants my grandfather to meet him, what a joke!"

Long Jiatong didn’t care at all.

"Kid, you gave away the box? How could Long Wuya possibly meet you! You’ve been played!"

Number Two couldn’t help but say.

Ye Qingtian ignored him and returned to the hotel with Shen Huamo.

That night, Ye Qingtian barely slept.

He wasn’t waiting for Long Wuya to come; he was waiting for Long Wuya to surface. He left a mark on the magic box, and as soon as Long Wuya appeared, it would be revealed.

Using the magic box to lure him out, but after Long Jiatong took the box back, Long Wuya did not appear.