Urban Banished Immortal Chapter 628 Yihong Sect Might Retaliate Against

Chapter 628: Chapter 628 Yihong Sect Might Retaliate Against You_1 Chapter 628: Chapter 628 Yihong Sect Might Retaliate Against You_1 Master Batian was in the inn all through last night, and it was the goons from Yihong Court that came to rob Master Batian and his group. It ended with them being wiped out by Master Batian and his crew.

Those Yihong Court people deserved to die. They did not know better than to mess with the cold-blooded Master Batian.

Thinking about this, Gu Wenzhi secretly thanked his lucky stars. His mistress barely escaped with her life last night.

Had Master Batian been his usual ruthless self, his mistress would have certainly been killed.

On seeing Gu Wenzhi admit his mistake, Mo Huasong no longer held onto his anger. “It’s good that you understand the misunderstanding. We just arrived in Ancient Tree City, and you got my servants in trouble. Did you guys really think we were easy to bully?”

“Ah, we had no other choice. Yihong Court has powerful backers. There are certain things, we can only turn a blind eye to,” said Gu Wenzhi helplessly.

“What? Someone’s backing Yihong Court?” Mo Huasong froze.

Seeing this, Yang Jingjian knew his chance had e. “Yes, Master Batian, what you wiped out last night was just a small branch of Yihong Court. There’s a major faction supporting them, which could be considered as Yihong Court’s headquarters, called Yihong Sect, a first-class force.”

Without a powerful backing, these Yihong Courts would’ve been eliminated by others.

Yihong Sect has Golden Core Peak Stage masters backing it, similar to the power structure of Ancient Tree City.

Mo Huasong silently nodded, “So, that’s what it is. I understand now.”

“Master Batian, why don’t you join our Tai Chu Sect? My father says he’ll offer you a Vice Sect Leader position, any beautiful women, Spirit Stones, anything you want, we have it all,” Yang Jingjian enticed Mo Huasong.

The Fat Dragon at the back perked up on hearing this, “There are beautiful women? That sounds amazing.”

Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at Yang Jingjian, how could he possibly join a force that easily?

With his abilities, it would be more fitting for him to establish his own sect.

Seeing Mo Huasong staying quiet, Gu Wenzhi was overjoyed and hurriedly continued. “Master Batian, there’s no need to worry. While Yihong Sect has some influence, they can’t cause trouble in our Ancient Tree City. Are you free now? You can e and visit our city’s mansion. Our City Lord is throwing a banquet to wele you.”

Mo Huasong straightforwardly refused, “I don’t have time. I’m going to the auction.”

“Ah, today’s auction?” Gu Wenzhi was stunned.

This auction had nothing to do with the city officials as it was a private auction, so Gu Zhuang and his team didn’t concern themselves with it.

The auction just had to pay a certain amount of money, the city guards would maintain order from the outside.

Of course, the auction also dispatched several masters this time, reportedly some with Golden Core Peak Stage powers, so nobody dare rob anything.

This time, the auction was arranged by number. Whoever won the bid would have to go backstage with their number tag, pay the money immediately, and collect their items. There would be no delays.

Also, the bidders would either be wearing masks or hiding their original appearances, so others wouldn’t know their origins.

Fat Dragon said to Gu Wenzhi, “Sir, if you want to buy a Little White Sword, just say it outright. The prices have gone up now, it’s six hundred thousand Spirit Stones per sword.”

Gu Wenzhi was actually thinking about buying a sword himself.

Upon hearing Fat Dragon’s words, he immediately bought a Little White Sword from Mo Huasong for six hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

Mo Huasong glanced at Fat Dragon. Although Fat Dragon was a lazy good-for-nothing, he was a pretty able businessman.

This way, he just made an extra fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

“Brother, can I go outside and sell Little White Swords for you? Your price for me is six hundred thousand Spirit Stones per sword, okay?” Fat Dragon used telepathy to ask.

Mo Huasong silently nodded in agreement.

This Fat Dragon was always lazing around, creating trouble. It would be better to send him out to do some work.

On hearing this, Fat Dragon immediately shouted, “Everyone, I am Master Batian’s brother. From now on, if anyone wishes to buy Little White Sword, e to me. We can negotiate the price. Since Master Batian’s stock is running low, it’s first e first serve. If you e late, even if you have money, you won’t be able to buy a Little White Sword.”

“Let me tell you all, Master Zhi Lai’s Spiritual Artifacts are nothing pared to our Little White Sword. One strike from the Little White Sword and they’ll split in two,” Fat Dragon boasted about the merits of the Little White Sword.

“Let’s also go and see what’s happening at the auction,” Yang Jingjian thought about building a good relationship with Master Batian and decided to acpany him to the auction.

Mo Huasong didn’t bother about them and left with Liu Lanxi.

When they got to the street, Fat Dragon continued shouting, “Friends, my name is Fat Dragon, I’m Master Batian’s spokesperson. Anyone who wants to buy a Little White Sword, e find me. The supply is limited, prices are negotiable, you will laugh with joy at how affordable they are.”

As he was speaking, Fat Dragon kept shouting on the street. He didn’t go to the auction with Mo Huasong.

Though people didn’t recognize Mo Huasong, they recognized Gu Wenzhi and Yang Jingjian. Seeing Fat Dragon with them, they believed Fat Dragon’s words.

“Fat Dragon, how much is Master Batian’s Little White Sword?” someone asked.

“Six hundred fifty thousand Spirit Stones per piece. If you want it, pay up,” Fat Dragon shouted loudly.

In no time at all, Fat Dragon had sold out his Little White Swords.

When others still wanted to buy, Fat Dragon said they’d have to wait till Master Batian returned at noon because he didn’t have any swords left.

In the Ancient Tree City, with its large population and numerous wealthy people, buying a few Little White Swords was nothing.

Mo Huasong and his group arrived at the auction. The cost to receive a bidding number was ten thousand Spirit Stones. This wasn’t a deposit, but the entry fee, which was quite expensive.

Even then, many people were willing to pay to enter.

Mo Huasong paid his entry fee and went in. Yang Jingjian didn’t care about the fee and followed suit.

As for Gu Wenzhi, since he was a city official, he was allowed to enter for free by the guards at the gate, claiming that he was there to ensure the auction’s safety.

Once inside, Mo Huasong saw that the auction was parable to a theater in the secular world. There were several chairs below and a large stage above.

A Golden Core Early Stage beauty was speaking on the stage, “Ladies and gentlemen, if there are any items you wish to auction, then directly take them to the backstage. In half an hour, our auction will begin.”

“Auction items?” Mo Huasong was slightly confused, then asked Gu Wenzhi, “Sir Gu, what sort of items can be auctioned off?”

“Anything can be auctioned off here, but the starting bid usually begins at five hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Essentially, if the value of your items is higher than five hundred thousand Spirit Stones, you can sell them,” Gu Wenzhi explained with a laugh. “Besides, the auction operates on an anonymity basis. They recognise the tags, not the faces, so it’s highly confidential, and you don’t have to worry about people robbing you.”

Mo Huasong asked, “So, does that mean I can auction off my Little White Swords?”