Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 64 Miss Han

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Miss Han

This is the last and most coveted item of the auction, and it would be utterly ridiculous if someone made a bid they couldn’t afford to pay.

Someone immediately came forward to verify Chu Feng’s identity.

When the auction’s person-in-charge stepped forward to check the number tag held by Chu Feng, his expression slightly changed, and he hurriedly displayed a respectful smile.

"Honored guest, I apologize for the offense earlier! Your capabilities to purchase this Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Daluo Sword Grass are beyond question!" While others were unaware of Chu Feng’s identity, this person knew perfectly well.

Being able to present an unseen Puppet Elixir for sale and causing a frenzy.

Instantly became the most dazzling item throughout the auction.

Such a distinguished guest, the auction would not even have the time to curry favor, let alone offend him.

"Did you hear that? My purchasing power is undoubtedly sufficient! There’s meat in the bun, not in the pleats; don’t underestimate me again!"

"This Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Daluo Sword Grass, I’ll definitely secure it!"

Chu Feng’s voice was hoarse, his words carrying an air of arrogance.

"You..." The Mo Family Master trembled with anger, his gaze toward Chu Feng filled with killing intent. As the head of one of the Four Great Families, he was indignant to be humiliated by a nameless youngster like Chu Feng.

The white-robed swordsman, with two young women sitting behind the Han Family Master, both slim in figure.

The girl on the left, dressed in a noble and elegant white dress, should be the Miss. Beside her, wearing a tight green outfit, was a maid. Both women were veiled with white gauze, revealing only a glimpse of their fair and jade-like skin.

The maid in green looked at Chu Feng twice, whispering to the girl beside her, "Miss, even if you don’t like Prince Jianyun, this mysterious youth is not bad at all!"

"It’s rare in the entire Jianyun Dynasty to find a young lord who can easily spend such a huge amount of silver! I can feel that this man’s money is likely earned by himself."

The maid’s judgment was indeed robust, able to deduce plenty of details from Chu Feng’s performance.

In the Royal Capital, wealthy young masters are quite common.

But someone like Chu Feng who can earn big money on his own merits is truly one of a kind. Including the highly prominent Prince Jianyun, he only relies on his family’s leftover wealth.

"Lu’er, what matchmaking are you doing? I am still young and have never thought about marriage."

"Don’t say such things again in the future, otherwise don’t blame me for punishing you!"

The voice of the girl in the white dress was clear and cold as she did not even glance at Chu Feng.

It seems she might really be an androgynous celestial maiden, uninterested in worldly desires or the matters of men and women.

The maid in green, however, looked unconvinced and slyly smiled, "Miss, don’t think I don’t know what’s on your mind! Isn’t it just because of the Third Prince of Sword King Mansion who had a marriage contract with you from childhood!"

"That matter has been over for so many years, and it was only a verbal agreement. Besides, the Sword King Mansion has fallen into such decline. Why insist on holding on to it?"

"Haven’t you been helping the Sword King Mansion secretly over these years?"

If their conversation reached Chu Feng standing not far away, he himself might be greatly startled.

It’s rumored that Miss Han not only has exceptional talent in Sword Dao, but has also blossomed into a beautiful peony. Absolutely gifted both in looks and background.

Such a choice daughter of heaven, even the Crown Prince of Jianyun Dynasty is ardently pursuing her.

As for ordinary young masters seeking her love, the line could wind around the Royal Capital three times.

Among so many suitors, with wealth and style, countless are handsomely dashing. Yet she disdains everyone and stubbornly clings to that oral marriage commitment.

This is indeed baffling.

"Lu’er, you must not speak ill of the Sword King Mansion! Prince Chu Feng has suffered great misfortune, which is why he is unable to cultivate. Otherwise, he would undoubtedly be the most brilliant prodigy in the Jianyun Dynasty, or even in this entire region."

"His sword meridians have been taken, and he frequently suffers from fire poison attacks, he’s pitiful enough already. If we can help, we naturally should assist him quietly."

The lady in the white dress feels full of sympathy for Chu Feng and the Sword King Mansion.

Her identity is inevitable to mention; she is Miss Han from one of the Four Great Families, the one who had a childhood betrothal with Chu Feng.

Unexpectedly, even the Bai Family seemed to have forgotten this matter, but Miss Han still remembered it all along.

Such a beauty with both looks and brains, and her heart is extremely kind, and her character is exceptionally noble. If Chu Feng knew her true feelings, he might close off his heart and actively accept her love.

He would give her everything beyond her wildest dreams, making her the happiest woman in the world.

Compared to Chang’e, she falls far short.

The white-robed swordsman sitting in the front row frowned slightly.

"Xiao Ying, you’ve grown up! Other things, you can decide for yourself, but marrying that waste Third Prince of the Sword King Mansion is absolutely not possible!"

"Not only will father not agree, but other members of the Han Family will also not consent!"

In any major family, their interests always come first.

As for morality and principles, those are just deceiving tricks.

Furthermore, the Han Family and the Chu Family only had a verbal agreement in the past. Now, Prince Chu has been dead for more than a decade, and the Sword King Mansion has been suppressed by the Royal Family and could be erased at any time.

Under such circumstances, how could the Han Family possibly reassociate with the Chu Family?

When people are gone, all favors cool.

The Han Family has not insulted the fallen Chu Family over the years, which could be considered quite decent.

"Father, Prince Chu Feng is not a waste, if not for his Nine Yang Sword Veins being taken, he might have become a devastatingly brilliant prodigy..." Han Xiaoying struggled defiantly.

"Shut up! If you dare to bring this up again, don’t blame me for being impolite!" the white-robed swordsman’s expression suddenly darkened.

Many people from other families were sitting around, and Han Xiaoying bringing up the topic of Chu Feng’s sword veins being taken in public was like touching a raw nerve.

Because this matter is taboo within the Royal Family, who had sealed off any news about it and forbidden any discussions on the subject.

After all, the Chu Family were meritorious officials, and Chu Feng was a descendant of such officials.

The Crown Prince’s stealing away of the Nine Yang Sword Veins, a matter of repaying kindness with ingratitude, how could the Royal Family allow this disgrace to spread widely?

...

The auction ended quickly, and Chu Feng managed to successfully acquire the Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass that he had long dreamed of.

With this elixir, combined with his Abnormal Fire that had advanced to the First-grade seventh-stage, there shouldn’t be any problem in crafting the Fake Meridian Pill.

Chu Feng’s two elixirs were auctioned off for sixty-five thousand silver coins. After deducing the cost of the Daluo Sword Grass and a ten percent auction commission, Chu Feng was left with thirteen thousand five hundred silver taels.

With such a huge sum of money, it would be enough to sustain him for a significantly long period.

Shortly after Chu Feng left, people had already begun to investigate his identity.

The expression of the Mo Family Master was incredibly grim, as he felt extremely irritated from having been embarrassed by a junior at the auction earlier today.