My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 574 - 575: Ximen Jian

Chapter 574: Chapter 575: Ximen Jian

What?

Just giving it away, not selling it!

Steward Huang was stunned and stuttered, "Miss, our Treasure Pavilion has been in business for decades and we’ve never done such a losing deal!"

"Just do as I say," Yun Zimo said coldly.

"Yes!" Steward Huang dared not disobey, and with cupped hands, he showed an enthusiastic smile, "Steward Huang at your service, since the two of you are friends of the miss, you are honored guests of our Treasure Pavilion. Please, come inside!"

"This Miss Yun really knows how to treat people," Jiu Sha laughed.

"Hehe, she probably wants to repay us for the life-saving grace," Ye Wudao smiled.

The interiors of the Treasure Pavilion were filled with treasures, dazzling to the eyes. Many ancient antiques that seemed priceless were casually displayed on the counters, alongside a large number of weapons and cultivation techniques.

Ye Wudao glanced over them; these items were all very cheap and did not catch his eye.

"Gentlemen, these items are all worthless. The true treasures of our pavilion are on the third floor!" Steward Huang said.

Soon, Ye Wudao and his companion reached the third floor.

The third floor was elegantly decorated, and though there were fewer treasures than on the first floor, each item was significantly more precious.

"This is the Black Python Rope, a middle-grade spiritual artifact, crafted from the sinew of a battle king grade Black Python. It can bind a martial artist at the peak of the battle king level!" Steward Huang picked up a bundle of python rope and introduced it with pride.

Seeing no reaction from the two, Steward Huang then picked up a fiery red fan and introduced, "Mr. Ye, this is the Flame Fan, a pinnacle middle-grade spiritual artifact. Once activated, it can injure ordinary Emperor level combatants!"

"Do you have anything more precious?" Ye Wudao asked.

What?

He doesn’t even value middle-grade spiritual artifacts!?

Steward Huang was taken aback, his heart was unsatisfied, but since the miss had ordered it, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Please, esteemed guests, proceed to the fourth floor. There, we have high-grade spiritual artifacts!"

The fourth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

The decoration here was incredibly luxurious, and though the artifacts were few, only about a dozen, they were all high-grade spiritual artifacts!

"This is the Water-Repelling Pearl, a high-grade spiritual artifact. When used in water, it can exert several times its strength!"

"This rope is made of golden cicada silk, also a high-grade spiritual artifact. Any combatant below the fifth-grade Emperor level trapped by it is undoubtedly doomed! Even those above fifth-grade can be held for half an hour!" Steward Huang’s heart bled with every item he introduced.

High-grade spiritual artifacts were worth a fortune, costing over ten thousand spirit stones each!

"Eh, Wudao, this thing looks pretty good!" Jiu Sha took a liking to an iron whip and said with a laugh.

"Hehe, sir, you have a good eye. This is the Black Jiao Whip, forged from the bones of a Jiao dragon, and it’s extremely powerful, capable of injuring Ninth Grade Emperor level combatants!" Steward Huang’s heart bled as he added, "Since sir has taken a fancy to it, it’s yours as a gift."

Jiu Sha received the Black Jiao Whip and showed a satisfied expression, "Not bad!"

As for Ye Wudao, he was fixated on a black broken dagger, lost in thought.

"What a disgraceful item, don’t know who placed this here," Steward Huang said angrily, "Boy, take this broken dagger out of here!"

"Right away!" A servant ran over and quickly took the dagger away.

"Hold on," Ye Wudao interrupted the servant, "Let me have a look."

"Please have a look, sir."

Ye Wudao took the black broken dagger, feeling its substantial weight.

Just then, a voice of astonishment suddenly erupted in Ye Wudao’s mind, it was none other than Gui Feng.

"This is a Dragon Scale Dagger!"

A Dragon Scale Dagger?

Ye Wudao was taken aback and asked, "You recognize it?"

"Of course, I recognize it! This dagger is called the Dragon Scale Dagger, forged from a dragon’s scales! It was once an Emperor Level weapon. Although it’s now broken, it’s still comparable to a supreme-grade spiritual artifact! If used properly, it could kill a pseudo-Emperor level strongman!" Gui Feng said eagerly.

Striking it rich!

Ye Wudao’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he asked, "How much?"

"It’s worthless, if sir likes it, I’ll give it to you!" Steward Huang was overjoyed, happy to rid himself of the broken dagger and send Ye Wudao on his way—it was a huge win!

"Thank you," said Ye Wudao, as he took the Dragon Scale Dagger, growing more and more pleased the longer he looked at it.

Just then, an arrogant voice came through, "Are all the people in this Treasure Pavilion dead? I’ve arrived, so why has no one come to greet me?"

Who?

Everyone turned their heads to look.

They saw dozens of men with the appearance of thugs walking over, led by a proud young man in white, holding a folding fan, with several young men following him, all looking like lackeys!

"Oh, Young Master Ximen, what a rare visitor, a rare visitor indeed!" Butler Huang, upon seeing the young man in white, was full of respect, his face brimming with a smile.

The newcomer was none other than the infamous second of the top ten young villains of West Emperor City!

Young Master Ximen of the Ximen imperial family, who also had another distinguished identity, the godson of West Emperor City—Ximen Jian!

Infamous!

His notoriety was widespread!

"What’s the matter, does only Young Master Ximen get recognition in your Treasure Pavilion’s eyes, and you don’t recognize the rest of us?" several young men said dissatisfiedly.

"My apologies, Young Master Chen Rui, Young Master Zhao Yu!" Butler Huang hastily greeted each of them. These young masters all had significant backgrounds, also from the elite of West Emperor City, listed among the top ten young villains of the city.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted through.

"I’m back," Yun Zimo said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Good to see you, sister-in-law!" Several profligate young masters, upon seeing Yun Zimo, couldn’t move their eyeballs, and saliva involuntarily drooled from the corners of their mouths.

Yun Zimo, one of the four great goddesses of West Emperor City!

Adored by countless scions of the city!

"Momo!" Ximen Jian greeted her, his face brightly lit with excitement.

"Young Master Ximen Jian," Yun Zimo said, frowning upon seeing him.

"Tonight, there’s a grand auction being held, and I’m wondering if you’d like to join me, Momo, what do you say?" Ximen Jian invited.

"No need!" Yun Zimo refused without hesitation, then smilingly approached Ye Wudao and asked gently, "Mr. Ye, have you picked out something to your satisfaction?"

"Hehe, this isn’t bad," Ye Wudao said, smiling as he picked up a dagger in his hand.

"Wow, Mr. Ye has such good taste! This dagger is said to have quite a history. We at Treasure Pavilion have had many appraisal masters look at it, and although they couldn’t determine its origin, they all concluded that this dagger is very sharp," Yun Zimo said with a smile.

The young villains, led by Ximen Jian, upon seeing the goddess of their dreams chatting and laughing with some lousy kid, were all stunned.

"Boss, who is this kid?"

"How dare he talk to sister-in-law like that!"

"Big Brother, this is unbearable!" the young villains egged him on.

Ximen Jian’s face turned purple with rage as he gritted his teeth, "Momo, who is he?"

"He is my friend, and he will be attending the auction with me tonight!" Yun Zimo said.

What?

Upon hearing these words, Ximen Jian was furious to the extreme, his body trembling.

"Miss Yun, I’ve finished selecting the treasures, we can go now," Ye Wudao said.

"All right," Yun Zimo nodded with a smile, taking Ye Wudao’s arm.

"Stop right there!" Ximen Jian shouted, fixing his eyes on Ye Wudao and said, "Rotten kid, who the hell said you could leave?"

Ye Wudao frowned.

"Have you tired of living? Don’t you know that Momo is my woman?" Ximen Jian said arrogantly.

Ye Wudao, puzzled, looked at Yun Zimo. Her face flashed with anger; "Young Master Ximen, I ask that you show some respect!"

"Momo, this poor loser is completely unworthy of you. Only I am worthy of you in this world!" Ximen Jian said confidently, full of self-assurance; "I can use the simplest method to test this kid!"

"I’m not interested in playing these childish games," Ye Wudao said, taking his dagger and leaving.

"Stop right there!" Ximen Jian blocked Ye Wudao’s way, his gaze challenging; "Rotten kid, if you want to leave, you have to leave that thing in your hand for me!"

"Why?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Because I—have taken a fancy to that dagger too!" Ximen Jian declared haughtily, his head held high, with a look of supreme arrogance.