C18 You were a real idiot

"Dye? Since you have the talent to become an alchemist, you'll need a lot of money."

As Jun Xuanfeng spoke, he took out a black card from his drawer and handed it over to Jun Qianyan.

"This is the Purple Crystal Card, there are 1000 Purple Crystal Coins inside, it should be enough for your expenses for a period of time."

"Thank you, Grandfather."

As Jun Qiyan received the amethyst card, she saw that the black card was outlined with a mysterious totem, and its surroundings were coated with a layer of gold.

Under the rays of the sun, it was exceptionally dazzling.

In the East Xuan Continent, an Amethyst Coin was equal to a hundred gold coins. Only a super powerful family like the Jun Family could afford to spend so much money in one go.

"Oh right, in a few days, an old friend of mine will hold an auction. When the time comes, you can come with me. There should be a crucible and the herbs you need there."

Jun Qiyan nodded in agreement.

When Jun Qiyan left, she happened to see Jun Yanran hurrying back. Jun Qianyan was speechless as she looked up at the sky.

When Jun Yanran saw Jun Qianyan walk out of Jun Xuanfeng's room, it was as if a fire had been ignited in her heart.

In addition, he had just lost face on that woman in black, so he was completely losing his reason.

She immediately took a step forward, stood in front of Jun Qiyan, and said in a strange tone:

"Oh, isn't this our big miss?"

Jun Qiyan frowned slightly. Some people just couldn't stop themselves from eating sh * t.

"Get out of the way."

Jun Qiyan said with an expressionless face. There wasn't the slightest bit of emotion on his face.

The best way to counter this kind of person was to just ignore them.

Jun Yanran gritted her teeth in anger at Jun Qianyan's attitude. She snorted coldly, and then said with a smile that was like a flower:

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you that His Highness is going to bring me to the Beijing auction house in a few days."

Jun Qiyan: "…"

"I wonder if elder sister was invited?"

Jun Qiyan: "…"

"Hey, how did I forget that the auction doesn't allow trash to enter?"

Jun Yanran went on and on, but did not receive a response. Her small face suddenly became extremely unsightly.

"You're done?" Jun Qiyan shot an indifferent glance at Jun Yanran; her eyes looked as if she was looking at a clown.

"Once you're done, you can scram."

Jun Yanran's eyes instantly turned sinister.

She didn't believe this woman would forget about the Third Prince so quickly. Yes, she must have been faking it.

When she thought here, Jun Yanran's heart felt a little more at ease, and her expression also became haughty and arrogant.

"Oh, right." Jun Qianyan's nonchalant face suddenly turned around as she indifferently said,

"I think you and the Third Prince are quite compatible. I wish you a hundred years of good harmony."

Hearing this, a trace of a crack appeared in Jun Yanran's expression and a trace of astonishment appeared in her eyes.

Could this woman have a screw loose?

"Blind people with brainless bodies, a match made in heaven."

The corner of Jun Qianyan's mouth lightly pulled, and her cold voice entered Jun Yanran's ears.

"You, you actually dare to say that His Highness is blind!" Hmph, be careful, or I'll tell His Highness to exterminate your family! "

After three seconds of silence, Jun Qiyan looked at Jun Yanran with an extremely pitying gaze.

"So it turns out that you're really an idiot."

In the time it took to make a cup of tea, Jun Yanran finally understood the meaning behind Jun Qianyan's words. She wanted to curse out loud, but that petite figure had already walked far away.

Wasn't the death of the king, Qiyan and Jiu clan a disguised suicide...

When Jun Qianyan returned to her room, Bi Yu hurriedly walked in front of her. With a worried expression, she asked, "Young miss, the old man didn't make things difficult for you, right …"

The matter of the young miss losing her innocence had already reached the point where everyone was aware of it. Although the old gramps doted on the young miss of his family, no large family could tolerate such humiliation.

Jun Qiyan rubbed Bi Yun's head and softly said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Bi Yun let out a sigh of relief.

"Go and find me a set of men's clothes."

Jun Qiyan thought for a moment, then slowly said to Bi Yun.

If he showed up at the auction just like that, it would definitely lead to criticism.

Bi Yu nodded her head. She was getting more and more confused by the young miss's thoughts.

After Jun Qiyan's orders were given, he immediately entered the Nuwa Stone. What Fu Cheng said was right; once he reached the fifth level of Qi Cultivating Stage, he would only be sending himself to his death in the northern part of the Howling Forest.

Even if it was for the sake of Ninth Master, she had to become stronger.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. In the middle of the Nuwa Stone, Jun Qiyan slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with a deep and serene feeling; she was at the peak of Qi Disciple level 5 …

The higher one went, the slower one would be in training. Jun Qiyan was already at the bottleneck, and to break through, he needed to have a certain level of actual combat experience.

As soon as Jun Qiyan walked out of the Nuwa Stone, jadeite walked in with quick steps.

"Miss, the old man wants to see you."

Jun Qiyan nodded and then put on the men's clothing that Bi Yun had prepared in advance.

"Grandfather." Jun Qiyan softly called out.

The old man turned and looked at the young man in front of him in surprise.

"Dye?"

Jun Qiyan nodded and said softly.

"If I were to use my identity as Jun Qianyan's to accompany you to the auction, it would be a bit too flamboyant."

Jun Xuanfeng nodded his head in understanding.

When the two of them arrived at the auction house, it was already crowded.

Jun Qiyan was sitting in a sedan chair, looking around in boredom when she saw a familiar figure appear in front of her.

That person was none other than Di Yeming.

When the auctioneer saw the figure of Jun Xuanfeng, he immediately went to greet him with a smile.

"Old Master Jun, you're finally here. Please come in."

Jun Xuanfeng did not respond much to the passionate attitude of the other party. He gave a faint "En" sound and entered the private room together with Jun Qianyan.

Jun Qi was sizing up the auction place. There were many seats in the room, and the grand scene was no less than that of the Beast Battling Arena.

At the top were the rooms, which were specially prepared for the guests of the auction.

"Old fart, I just heard from the manager that you're here."

The door that had been pushed open suddenly opened.

The person who had come was the old man from the Jing Clan, the host of this auction.

A lazy youth followed closely behind. When the other side saw Jun Qiyan, he smiled and nodded his head. Jun Qiyan slightly raised her eyebrows.

The woman's sixth sense told her that this youth was definitely not simple.

"Hahaha, old thing, I've been in closed-door training for so long, and it really wasn't easy for me to see you again."

The two old men looked at each other and smiled. They were overjoyed after seeing their close friend.

"This is that disappointing brat from my family, hurry up and go call grandpa."

Jing Qiong slapped the back of his head. Although Jing Qiong had called him a stinky brat, his face was full of pride.

Jun Xuanfeng's eyes lit up, "Boy from the Jing Clan, are you going to break through to the base level so soon?"