Chapter 9: Exposed

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"So impressive. He's fine despite putting his hand into an oil bath!" Zhang Yunxi was stunned. Her charming eyes were filled with astonishment.

"That's nothing but some tricks to deceive people." Ye Lingchen pursed his lips and smiled calmly.

Zhang Yunxi hastily raised her hand to cover his mouth. She looked around cautiously like a child that had just committed an offense. "Tsk tsk tsk! How can you simply say things like that? Be careful, you might provoke the anger of the Bodhisattva. Take back what you said."

Her hand was as delicate as a tiny boneless hand that emanated a faint scent. Ye Lingchen's heart was beating like a galloping horse out of his control. The little girl had not changed at all.

"Alright, I take back what I said," said Ye Lingchen smilingly.

Zhang Yunxi had only stopped then. Yet, she was still urging him repeatedly out of concern. "Better safe than sorry. Don't ever provoke the anger of Bodhisattva just because of a slip of the tongue. Our luck is very important in our lives too."

"Hmm hmm..." Ye Lingchen nodded violently from being amused. 'I don't think you're aware that I'm gifted with the system. I'm a prodigy after all!'

At present, the Daoist monk had already begun auctioning the third item. It was a miniature blue-and-white porcelain bottle. It was engraved with peculiar characters and symbols all around. Anyhow, one could not understand its significance but it did appear classy and elegant.

Plop!

The bottle was dropped into the oil bath. The Daoist monk picked it up just as before.

"Back in those years, Nuwa left behind a small amount of peculiar clay when she was repairing the Pillar of Heaven. This bottle is made of that particular clay. It is also fused with the Daoist charm left behind by the Daode Tianzhun. This bottle will improve a house's Feng Shui and offer blessings for the safety of everyone in the house and quick success in career!"

"It's a divine artifact. It's definitely a divine artifact!" The crowd became astir.

"I'm bidding 10000, no one is allowed to outbid me!"

"I'm bidding 15000!"

...

A tiny little bottle was auctioned off at the high price of 66000 at last.

The Daoist monk rubbed his mustache and picked up an ink brush. He said subtly, "I believe that everyone is very interested in my final item. It is this ink brush!"

"This is the ink brushed used by Starlord Wen Qu when he was reincarnated into the mortal world back in those years. Those in possession of this brush will become a prodigy and become well-versed in all the dictums of heaven and earth. The college entrance examination will be nothing but a trifle matter!"

'He even dares pose as a prodigy?'

Ye Lingchen felt rather speechless. Then, he took a glance at the surrounding crowd and noticed that they had already become excited. It was every parent's wish for their children to have a bright future.

This time, the Daoist monk was not in a rush to auction off the item but his gaze swept past the crowd every so slightly and paused abruptly.

'What a beautiful and pure young maiden!'

Even though she did not have the makeup on her at all and she was only casually dressed, but she was like fully bloomed daffodils. She was incomparably striking as she stood amongst the crowd similar to a red-crowned crane surrounded by a flock of hens.

A wisp of greed flashed past the Daoist monk's eyes. His eyeballs rolled as an idea arose in his mind. He said loudly, "This ink brush is unlike any other. It needs to be linked to a person by fate!"

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