Chaotic Sword God

>After Jian Chen and the other three left the booths, they left for the area where the transactions would take place in the auction house.
On the way, they past by plenty of precious items.

This time, the manager of the Heavenly Phoenix Auction House, Yulian, came to personally witness the trade of the Class 5 Monster Cores.

Walking up to the platform, Jian Chen handed over the booth number and a purple card to Yulian.
When she took the booth number and gave it a look, Yulian realized that Jian Chen and his party was the very same party that had bid against the Harido clan for the first monster core.
With a startled light in her eyes, Yulian studied Jian Chen and his group with a growing amount of alarm.
She did not think that the mysterious individual that would stand up against the Harido clan would be four youths.
Not a single elder could be seen in this party, and Yulian had her expectations completely blown away.

“Milords are quite bold to bid three hundred thousand purple coins to buy a Class 5 Monster Core.
Might this one know what to call you?” Yulian smiled with a passionate smile in an attempt to scour out what power stood behind this group.

Smiling, Jian Chen replied, “Manager Yulian, if I could trouble you to hand over my item!”

Seeing that the other side wasn’t willing to divulge their identities, Yulian did not press the issue.
She hid her discontent with a smile.
“Very well, allow this woman to oversee the transaction.”

At that moment, a group of well-armored men came walking forward.
When the doughty-looking man up front noticed Jian Chen's group, he let out a smile, “You must be the lords and lady of booth eight — the one that bid against the Harido clan.
This one is the captain of the Spirithawk Mercenaries, Ying Changkong.”

Turning his head, Jian Chen saw a man who was roughly fifty years old.
The captain was completely draped in black, and possessed an imposing two-meter-tall figure — an entire head taller than Jian Chen.
On the left side of his face, there was a terrifying wound that completely disfigured the left side of his face, but added to his intimidation factor.

“Milords and lady, which powerful family might you be the sons and daughter of in the Blue Wind Kingdom? Perhaps I have some sort of friendship with one of your seniors? Ah, I heard mention that you were from a mercenary group, which one might you belong to?” Ying Changkong asked in curiosity.

Jian Chen gave a small smile, “Allow me to keep the answer a secret for now.
Ying Changkong, we will meet again in the near future.” Yulian had already finished the transaction.
She handed the Class 5 Monster Core and the purple card back to Jian Chen by now.

Taking both items, he and the other three left the auction house.
The captain of the Spirithawk Mercenaries was left standing there deep in thought as he tried to decipher the meaning behind Jian Chen’s words.

Outside the Heavenly Phoenix Auction House, an endless stream of people could be seen.
Right outside the VIP booths, Kaizer and Ankhs from the Harido clan could be seen staring icily at the entrance as they waited for the people from the eighth booth to come out.
All around them were spectators from every major party waiting to see the action.
They too were curious to see just what type of deity would oppose the Harido clan.

At that moment, the red-robed Dugu Feng had returned to the city and strode over to the Heavenly Phoenix Auction House.
Now that the auction was over, his mission given to him by Jian Chen was accomplished, and there was no longer a need to hide and conceal himself.

“Look! He’s the one who sold the Class 5 Monster Cores to the auction house.”

As soon as Dugu Feng came close to the Auction House, every single person who had kept tabs on him had immediately noticed his arrival.
They spread news of who he was.

The eyes of everyone who were waiting patiently by the VIP entrance had immediately shifted to Dugu Feng.

“Wu Yun, he has to be Wu Yun! Bah, that Wu Yun knows how to change his face.
Don’t think you can trick us by hiding your face, Wu Yun!” One of the middle-aged man from the Youlan clan glared at Dugu Feng with a furious look.

The headmaster of the Flowing Cloud Sword Pavilion stared at Dugu Feng, “Zhou Tong, is he Wu Yun?”

Zhou Tong observed Dugu Feng for a moment, “He’s completely different than he was two years ago.
Though, Wu Yun has an ability to change his facial appearance almost seamlessly.
I can’t make heads or tails from this.
I can only say this person might be Wu Yun, but under a different face.
Other than him, would there be anyone else with two Class 5 Monster Cores?”

“How can Wu Yun remain so calm with so many people surrounding him? I’d say that he has something to rely on to escape.
We should watch the matter for now.” The headmaster whispered.

The chattering conversations reached the ears of Kaizer whose eyes immediately lit up.
Concentrating on Dugu Feng, he coldly smiled, “Wu Yun, no matter how much you change your face, you cannot hide from these old eyes of mine.
Last time you were lucky to survive, but this time, you will not escape these hands of mine.
Your life is mine!” Kaizer gave up the idea of waiting for the people of the eighth booth.
He immediately flew at Dugu Feng with his Saint Weapon in hand.