Ding Fan and Wu Die arrived at the parking lot near the hotel. Eventually, the two ca in front of a very flashy red Ferrari.
Wu Die opened the car door. "Please, Mr. Ding."
Ding Fan got into the car directly. After Wu Die got in, she imdiately revved the engine, and the car emitted a series of roaring sounds.
Wu Die, originally in her black leather jacket and pants, already looked quite stylish, and at this mont, she even put on racing gloves.
Ding Fan did not expect that soone as enchanting as Wu Die could also have such a fierce side.
With a push of the accelerator, Wu Die drove the car straight out of the parking lot. In an instant, the red Ferrari turned into a blur and disappeared into the traffic.
Wu Die's driving skills were surprisingly good; with continuous overtaking and lane-changing, her Ferrari was like a nimble red fish darting through the flow of cars.
"How do you find my driving, Mr. Ding?" Wu Die asked proudly with a smile.
"Not bad," Ding Fan said indifferently.
Indeed, the red Ferrari was not slow, but even the best of cars can hardly compare with a flying sword. A flying sword can span thousands of miles in a single leap, so how could the Ferrari compete?
However, Ding Fan's cultivation was not yet strong enough for Sword Flight, and he could only barely control the flying sword for defense.
Unaware of Ding Fan's thoughts, Wu Die's mouth curled up slightly when he comnted that her driving was "not bad," and then she floored the gas pedal of the Ferrari.
The engine of the Ferrari was extrely powerful, and suddenly, the car's speed reached over 250 mph...
It's important to note that even though night had fallen, there were still many cars on the road. Wu Die's driving speed was, frankly, a bit terrifying.
The cars around them were being left behind one after another. Due to the high speed, the surrounding scenery beca blurred, making overtaking and lane changes at such speed even more dangerous and thrilling.
At this speed, even an Earth Level Martial Artist sitting in Wu Die's car might find it hard to stay calm.
Wu Die sneakily glanced at Ding Fan beside her. He looked calm and collected, utterly unconcerned about the speed of the car. She could not help but admire Ding Fan a bit more.
Wu Die's car eventually left the city and stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs.
The architecture of the villa was very ancient, seeming a bit like sothing from the era of the Republic of China.
Since Wu Die had already inford them over the phone that Ding Fan would be arriving soon, a tall young man appeared at the gate as soon as her car stopped.
The young man appeared to be about Ding Fan's age and had a decent level of cultivation, at the peak of Human Level. For soone in his early twenties, this was quite impressive.
"Brother Fan, this is the son of our chairman, Jia Runpu," Wu Die introduced beside Ding Fan.
"My father has been waiting inside for a while, please, Mr. Ding," Jia Runpu said politely to Ding Fan.
Ding Fan nodded.
With that, Jia Runpu led the way, with Wu Die accompanying Ding Fan as they entered the villa.
The interior decoration style of the villa was also entirely reminiscent of the Republic of China, walking here gave a sense of ti travel.
Finally, Jia Runpu brought Ding Fan to the doorway of a study.
"My father is inside, after you, Mr. Ding," Jia Runpu said to Ding Fan.
At that mont, Wu Die also stood at the door, obviously not intending to go in. Ding Fan could tell that the director of the auction house probably only wanted to see him.
Jia Runpu then knocked on the door. "Father, Mr. Ding has arrived."
"Please, have Mr. Ding co in," a deep and magnetic voice ca from inside the study.
"Yes..."
Jia Runpu pushed open the door of the study and gestured for Ding Fan to enter.
Since he had already co this far, it would be out-of-place to act timid or ek. Ding Fan confidently and composedly walked into the villa.
After he entered, the door of the study closed again behind him.
Ding Fan was not concerned about the door closing behind him; he just calmly continued forward.
In the center of the study was a desk with various writing materials laid out, and at the mont, a brawny elder was holding a large wolf-hair brush writing big characters.
The elder's expression was solemn. Though he was quietly writing, a domineering aura was still emanating from him...
The character the elder was writing at this mont was a traditional character for "righteousness."
At this ti, the word for "righteousness" was already half-written, and the elder did not stop his brush. Holding his breath and concentrating, he swiftly dotted and stroked, and soon a character for "righteousness" was completed.
The elder's brushstrokes were strong and bold, the lines stretched wide, exuding an impressive aura, which revealed the elder's free-spiritedness that had road the four seas.
"I have neglected Brother Fan..." After the elder's final stroke was set, he then made a gesture to invite Ding Fan to sit. "This character was written on a whim, to stop midway would indeed add a tinge of regret..."
Ding Fan didn't mind. Calligraphy is about conveying feelings, and monts of inspiration are rare. Waiting a little longer was not a big deal.
"The Chairman is too polite..."
The elder and Ding Fan then took their respective places as host and guest.
The elder exchanged simple pleasantries with Ding Fan, and through the elder's self-introduction, Ding Fan learned that the chairman of the auction house was nad Jia Yunhao, the behind-the-scenes big shot of Longxi Auction.
What made Ding Fan sowhat wary was that he couldn't probe the elder's cultivation level with his Divine Sense.
Ding Fan estimated that Jia Yunhao's cultivation must be above Heavenly Level. Otherwise, how could he fail to detect the elder's cultivation level?
"May I know why the Chairman has invited here?" Ding Fan got straight to the point.
Jia Yunhao was quite impressed with Ding Fan.
It was exceedingly rare to find young people who could remain composed, neither arrogant nor rash, nor subservient or domineering in his presence, and without a doubt, Ding Fan was such a person.
"Since Young Friend has asked, then I won't conceal the matter. I've invited you for two matters, the first of which concerns the Ancient Cauldron you bought at Longxi Auction..." Jia Yunhao said.
Ancient Cauldron? Ding Fan was imdiately taken aback.
The trip to Longxi had yielded several gains, with the Ancient Cauldron being one of them. It was covered in Great Formations, and so far, Ding Fan had only managed to decipher the Separating Fire Formation within it.
It could be said that this cauldron was a treasure.
When Ding Fan had bought it from the auction, not many had noticed its value. With only a small sum, Ding Fan had acquired the ancient vessel.
Now that Jia Yunhao started with the Ancient Cauldron upon eting him, Ding Fan beca more cautious. Could it be that the auction house had also recognized the cauldron's worth and wanted to take it back?
"...Young Friend, please don't misunderstand, I have no intention of reclaiming the Ancient Cauldron. Now that it has been sold to you, even if it were a treasure between heaven and earth, once sold, we would not claim it back."
Jia Yunhao seed to read Ding Fan's mind, causing him to be montarily startled. With no expression on his face, could the other party possess a Mind Reading Technique?
No matter whether the other party could read minds or not, Ding Fan began to deliberately restrain his thoughts.
"May I know what matter the Chairman has with the Ancient Cauldron?" Ding Fan asked.
"A friend of mine suspects that the Ancient Cauldron might be the very one used by the Fla Emperor during the Alchemy of Ancient Tis for dicine Pill refinent, and if possible, he would like to borrow your Ancient Cauldron to refine a batch of dicine Pills," Jia Yunhao said sincerely. "I can guarantee with my Longxi Auction house as collateral, that after using the Ancient Cauldron, it will surely be returned in full."
"I wonder what kind of dicine Pills the Chairman's friend is looking to refine. Perhaps I could be of assistance," Ding Fan said.
Lending out the Ancient Cauldron was out of the question for Ding Fan, as he was not that familiar with the chairman, but helping with Alchemy was within his capability.
Jia Yunhao was slightly taken aback, evidently not expecting Ding Fan to offer help with Alchemy. "Young Friend, the dicine Pills my friend wishes to refine are of the Fifth Grade... Throughout his life in Alchemy, he has only barely been capable of refining Third Grade dicine Pills..."
Though Jia Yunhao left his sentence unfinished, his aning was clear: his friend had spent a lifeti in Alchemy and could only manage Third Grade dicine Pills. Ding Fan, despite his youth, no matter how exceptional, would likely struggle to refine dicine Pills of such a high grade level.
"I see, but my Ancient Cauldron is currently with my master. If there truly is a need to refine dicine Pills, you are free to prepare so materials. I believe my master should be capable of that. The Fourth Grade Foundation Establishnt Pills this ti were refined by my master..." Ding Fan had no intention of taking out the Ancient Cauldron.
It's easy to lend treasures out, but hard to get them back. Ding Fan didn't trust any guarantees from the other party.
Guarantees are worthless in the face of true treasures, only a fool wouldn't snatch at the sight of one!
Upon hearing what Ding Fan said, Jia Yunhao couldn't say much more. With Ding Fan ntioning the Fourth Grade Foundation Establishnt Pills from the auction, Jia Yunhao placed so belief in Ding Fan's words.
"Since that's the case, I'll have soone send you the Pill Recipe that my friend wants to refine another day, and then trouble you to pass it onto your master," he said.
Ding Fan nodded. "That shouldn't be a problem."
"Brother Fan, the second matter I ca to you for today concerns the Test Na Monunt outside Wuxue Town near Longxi City..." Jia Yunhao said.
Ding Fan was surprised; he hadn't expected Jia Yunhao to take such a straightforward approach and bring up the Test Na Monunt.
"I want to aid Young Friend in achieving an extraordinary encounter," Jia Yunhao stated.
Ding Fan looked sowhat puzzled at Jia Yunhao.
Jia Yunhao continued, "Go to the Test Na Monunt and make your mark!"
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