"Who are you!"
Cruise's voice immediately caught the attention of the other two nearby. Yong Shanling quickly reacted and stepped in front of Mu Yijie, secretly setting up a barrier just in case.
Mu Yijie stood up with his hands in his pockets, a hint of sneer on his face. "What's going on? Playing it so rough at an auction?"
Behind the black - robed men, a woman sauntered forward, holding a lady's cigarette between her fingers. She was graceful and charming. Her appearance made Yong Shanling frown.
Parting her red lips slightly, looking coquettish, she said, "Our sect master needs this supreme spiritual beast. I hope all of you will make concessions."
Mu Yijie patted Yong Shanling on the shoulder and stepped beside her. The sneer on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold expression.
"Is this the way your sect master begs?"
The woman let out a soft laugh and waved her hand. The black - robed men put away their guns and stood aside. The waiter had already fainted from the shock.
Yong Shanling sent a mental message to Cruise. "She's a fox demon. This is different from the little demons before."
"She might be even more powerful than Ye Wei," she whispered to Mu Yijie, just loud enough for the two of them to hear.
The woman looked at the three people in the room: a mature man, a young girl, and a foreigner.
She thought to herself, "It won't take much effort to deal with them."
Down on the stage, the host felt something was off. During the auction, bidders were dropping out one by one until only Bidder No. 5 was left.
"Six million once!"
"Six million tw..."
"Bidder No. 3 has bid seven million. It seems the auction isn't over yet!"
In Room No. 3, Mu Yijie felt something was wrong as the supreme spiritual beast was about to be auctioned off. He immediately pressed the bidding button.
The black - robed men who had been standing quietly beside them took out their guns again. The woman's smile faded, and her charming face twisted into a hideous expression as if she had remembered something.
Yong Shanling blocked the woman's view of Mu Yijie. "Uncle Shu, you handle the auction. Cruise and I will take care of the rest."
"You little brat, trying to be a hero? You'd better stop the auction, or you'll bear the consequences!"
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the ring on her hand transformed into a purple whip with electricity crackling on it.
She looked at Cruise. "It seems to be of the same attribute as yours."
Cruise stood beside her helplessly. "I'm afraid I can't beat her. Her evil aura is too strong."
"Sister Ling, the sect master said not to take action unless necessary," a black - robed man stepped beside the so - called Sister Ling and said.
Yan Ling was initially annoyed by his words, but at the mention of the sect master, a flash of fear crossed her face. She put away the whip haughtily.
"I'll leave these three to you. Don't disappoint me."
"Yes."
After the woman left, the black - robed men immediately opened fire without hesitation.
The moment the black - robed men fired, multiple yellow lights flashed around Yong Shanling. She put her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them, her pupils changed from red to black in an instant.
The bullets fired by the black - robed men stopped in mid - air, forming a high wall.
Yong Shanling looked at the black - robed men indifferently. "Do you still want to fight us?"
The man who had stood beside Yan Ling just now glared at her viciously. "She's just a cultivator. Don't be afraid. Take out your magical artifacts."
A look of pity flashed across Yong Shanling's eyes as she murmured, "Sorry."
The moment the black - robed men took out their magical artifacts, all the bullets shot towards them. In an instant, the scene became bloody. Some who managed to survive with the help of their magical artifacts were still hit by a few bullets.
Most of the black - robed men fell to the ground dead, while Mu Yijie was still bidding. Apparently, the people in Room No. 5 weren't worried about the price, and the price of the supreme spiritual beast had reached 150 million.
Looking at the last two black - robed men, Yong Shanling felt a twinge of pity. She lowered her hands that had been holding the bullets in mid - air. "Are you sure you still want to stay here?"
The black - robed men glanced at each other, looked at the corpses on the floor, and then retreated. For a moment, the room was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.
Cruise stared at her uncomfortably. "Don't blame yourself. Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to ourselves. If you had been a split - second slower just now, all three of us would have died here."
"Okay."
Just as Yong Shanling turned around, she heard panicked footsteps outside the door. Apparently, this group of people was larger than the previous one.
Although Mu Yijie was focused on the auction, he still cared about her. "Ling'er, it's almost over. Hold on. Any movement next door, Cruise?"
Cruise shook his head. "It's probably the same situation next door. They might not be able to hold on, and there's no sign of activity."
Yong Shanling's expression grew more solemn as she heard the approaching footsteps, which were mixed with the clicking of high - heeled shoes. It seemed the woman from before had come too.
She looked around nervously, and then her face lit up as if she had seen something.
She ran over, picked up the kettle, and started pouring water around the door until there was not a single drop left. The area in front of the door was completely soaked.
"Cruise, if they make the first move, you discharge electricity there," she pointed to the wet area in front of the door.
"You're amazing, Shanling. Why didn't I think of that?"
She rolled her eyes, immune to Cruise's after - the - fact comments. Now she was focused on the upcoming fight.
Suddenly, her ear was tugged, and Liu Lingtong whispered, "Be careful of the whip. It's dangerous."
Hearing Liu Lingtong's words, she felt even more uneasy. But thinking of Uncle Shu behind her, her previously timid heart gained a bit more strength.
Finally, there was a knock on the door. After knocking twice and getting no response, Yong Shanling looked at Cruise curiously. Then, the door was kicked open.
The heavy wooden door flew towards the three of them. She widened her eyes in shock, then quickly slapped it. The heavy door was split in two, and wood chips flew into the air, temporarily blinding them.
Looking at her slightly red hand in pain, she stared at the arrogant woman at the door. "What... exactly... do you want?"
Yan Ling looked at her disdainfully. "It seems this little brat has some skills. But in front of me, I advise you to stay put obediently. Maybe your punishment will be a bit lighter."
Now she had absolutely no good impression of the woman in front of her. Hearing her words, she thought they were absurd. "You tell me to stay, and I'll stay? Do I know you well?"
Yan Ling looked at the reckless girl, and her fake smile turned into a hideous expression.
"I've given you a chance. Since you don't know how to read the situation, you'd better learn your lesson in hell!"