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Lu Fanfeng did not care about the crowd. Leave communication to the Third Master Lee, he had other things to do.

"You guys should have a warehouse here, take me there!" Lu Fanfeng said.

As soon as he entered the venue, he could feel a faintly discernible aura. Even with his keen senses, he could only detect it occasionally.

However, Lu Fanfeng guessed that there must be some kind of a treasure that had been covered in dust here.

Although the possibility of that was small, Lu Fanfeng was willing to give it a try. After all, if he could find it, he would earn it, and if there was no loss, why not do it?

Uncle Zhang was extremely fearful of Lu Fanfeng, and in the end, it was Lee Yunyao who spoke.

"This is all expensive antique calligraphy and paintings, it's priceless. Mr Lu can take a look, it's best not to touch it!" Uncle Zhang continued to speak in a cold voice.

Lee Yunyao kept giving him meaningful looks, but Uncle Zhang ignored him. Fortunately, Lu Fanfeng was not angry at these words.

Although it was a warehouse, everything was arranged in a neat and orderly manner. All the items were arranged in a neat manner and categorized into different categories.

Lu Fanfeng's gaze swept past the antique calligraphy and paintings, but he walked straight to the innermost area.

Closing his eyes, he felt the aura growing stronger. Clearly, the object he was looking for was here.

He casually pointed and said, "Open this door!"

"This …" Uncle Zhang hesitated for a while and quickly looked at Lee Yunyao.

Lee Yunyao was so angry that she couldn't even speak, "Hurry up and open it!"

Uncle Zhang had no choice but to open the door. Lu Fanfeng impatiently pushed open the door and entered, only to find something that fell down, kicking up a cloud of dust. For a moment, his face was covered with dirt.

However, Lu Fanfeng did not care about all this, and directly charged inside, rummaging through a pile of dust.

"This is the warehouse for storing counterfeits, San Ye has also received a lot of counterfeits over the years, after all, in the field of antiques, it's hard to avoid making mistakes. "These things have been stored here for a long time, and no one has been taking care of them. Since Lord San ordered people not to throw them away, that's why …" Just as Uncle Zhang was speaking, he heard Lu Fanfeng shouting excitedly.

"Found it, found it!"

Lee Yunyao quickly looked over, only to see Lu Fanfeng running out with a stick. He looked exactly like a Sun Monkey who had just ran out of the Five Fingers Mountain.

His body was covered in dust, his hair was covered with spiderwebs, and his nose was smeared with dust. However, his expression was one of extreme excitement.

"I thought it was some treasure, but it's just a stick. I have an impression of this stick. It was originally given to me as a carrying pole." An old farmer picked up two baskets of tools and bought them all for San Ye's attention. "To be honest, I really picked out a few good items at that time!" The Uncle Zhang recalled.

"Could it be that this carrying pole is also a treasure?" Lee Yunyao asked in surprise.

"Hehe, Third Miss, don't joke with me. If you want it, I can get a few hundred of those. It's too funny to call them treasures!" Uncle Zhang shook his head as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His previous good impression of Lu Fanfeng disappeared as well.

"Master Lu, this... "What's the use of carrying it?" Lee Yunyao did not know how to address this item, so she followed the way Uncle Zhang called it, and called it a carrying pole.

"A carrying pole?" Lu Fanfeng also thought that it was funny, "You guys only have your eyes and not your treasures, this is not a carrying pole or a stick, it is a flag!"

"Hehe, a stick with a piece of cloth hanging on it, isn't that just a banner? Master Lu, are you here to make fun of us? " The Uncle Zhang laughed again.

Lee Yunyao could not tolerate it anymore. Let's not talk about whether this was a banner, the key point was that it was better for Uncle Zhang to provoke a Martial Arts Sect Master.

"Uncle Zhang, I don't need you here. You can get off work now!" Lee Yunyao said coldly.

She knew that if she did not chase away the Uncle Zhang, only God knew what he would say.

Whether or not this thing was a carrying pole, was not the crux of the problem. The crux of the issue was to make Lu Fanfeng happy, so that he wouldn't anger the Lee Family because of Chu Tianxing's matter.

Uncle Zhang still wanted to say something, but Lee Yunyao shot him a look, "Hurry up and go, although you are an old man from my Lee Family, if you don't leave now, I will definitely expel you!"

Uncle Zhang was unhappy in his heart, but he did not dare say anything else and could only turn around to leave.

"Master Lu, what treasure is this?" Lee Yunyao then asked respectfully.

"If I'm not wrong, this is a demonic treasure, let's call it a Dark Devil Soul Gathering Flag!" Lu Fanfeng said.

"Dark Devil Soul Gathering Flag?" Lee Yunyao could not help but take in a breath of cold air. Just by hearing the name, she already knew that this thing was extremely fierce.

"I will find a famous master to appraise it later. After all, I'm not a master refiner, so I don't know much about magical equipment!" Lu Fanfeng also knew that this little bit of ink in his stomach could only fool Lee Yunyao a little.

"Master Lu, can you show me a little? Let me open my eyes." Lee Yunyao asked.

"Alright, keep looking!" Finished speaking, Lu Fanfeng secretly channeled the spiritual energy around his body, and directly injected it into the pitch black metal rod.

Lee Yunyao only felt a cold wind blowing through the air, causing her entire body to tremble. After a while, they heard the ghostly wails and wolf howls. Lifting her eyes, the originally bald metal rod had now revealed a huge canopy, revealing the true appearance of the Dark Devil Soul Gathering Flag.

He only saw that the Yin energy weaved a curtain, the white bones set up an umbrella stand, and six white heads formed the Yin energy soul gathering flag.

In just an instant, the surrounding seemed to have turned into a winter day, and even Lu Fanfeng was somewhat unable to bear it. He quickly removed the technique and the cold energy disappeared. In that moment, the temperature rose again and Lee Yunyao felt like she was reborn, as if she had just returned from hell.

"It really is a divine tool! We can't believe that we actually missed this one!" Lee Yunyao could not help but laugh bitterly. No matter how much his father boasted about how powerful he was, he had still made such a foolish mistake.

But after carefully thinking about it, it could only be used for its own purposes in Lu Fanfeng's hands, if it fell into his Lee Family, the treasure would probably be covered in dust again.

"Yunyao, tell Li San about it. Tell him to give a price!" Lu Fanfeng was happy that he got such a treasure, so he naturally didn't care about worldly money.

Lee Yunyao shook her hands and said, "Master Lu, don't say that we misjudged the treasure, even if it's the most expensive item in the auction today, with a word from you, I will leave and come over with father!"

Lee Yunyao was completely convinced by Lu Fanfeng's methods. Many of the powers that Lu Fanfeng had displayed had already surpassed the limits of a normal person.

Regardless of whether it was repairing the Secret Sect Devil Yielding Pestle or casually taking out the Wutu Body Nourishing Rune, everything was something that ordinary people could not even dream of.

And in the end, picking out the Vast Ocean Remains Pearl from a bunch of fakes, the Dark Devil Soul Gathering Flag, shocked Lee Yunyao even more.

Facing such an extraordinary existence, how could Lee Yunyao not try her best to curry favor with him?

At this moment, Lee Yunyao finally understood her grandfather's unique insight. As expected of the country's youngest founding general, and as expected of the Eastern Tiger, just her ability to judge others was enough to make Lee Yunyao admire him.