Chapter 55: Careless

It has to be said that the publicity effect of the Miter Auction House was indeed very strong. Just one day after Xiao Yan handed over the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid to the auction, almost all forces, big and small, in Wutan City knew the news. All of a sudden, everyone's blood boiled.

　　Unlike the advanced Xuan-level skills auctioned at the last auction, only a handful of major forces are qualified to bid for such sky-high priced items, while other weaker forces can only sigh in despair.

　However, the foundation-building spiritual liquid seems to be more realistic for many people. In order to enable their children and grandchildren to become a fighter as soon as possible, many elders are willing to spend money to buy this affordable but not particularly expensive thing.

　　When the news of the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid spread widely in Wutan City, Xiao Yan, who lived deep in his family, also gradually heard some rumors. Seeing such a grand fuss being made about just seven bottles of impure Foundation Building Spirit Liquid, he was astonished, but at the same time, he once again felt the unique charm of elixirs on this continent.

　　On the second day, the Xiao family also received an invitation letter from the Mitel Auction House. Perhaps it was because Xiao Zhan bought the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid for Xiao Yan last time, several elders in the family were also very interested in the re-appearance of the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid, especially those elders whose descendants had not yet reached the Fighter level, who were even more enthusiastic.

　　In the afternoon, Xiao Yan, who had planned to sneak out alone, was notified in advance by someone sent by Xiao Zhan. Helplessly, he had to follow the messenger and walk towards the family gate.

　　When they arrived at the gate, not only Xiao Zhan was there, but several elders were also there, making it look extremely lively.

　　Looking up at Xiao Yan who was slowly approaching, Xiao Zhan grinned, raised his hand and urged him on.

　　Seeing his father urging him, Xiao Yan sighed and walked closer. He caught a glimpse of the two people beside Xiao Zhan and couldn't help but frown.

　　"You're so slow like a woman..." Looking at the frowning Xiao Yan, Xiao Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, felt a little angry and mocked him coldly.

　　"You're busy attending a funeral." Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Yu and his indifferent voice almost broke the latter's teeth.

　　"Puchi." A girl's laughter came from the crowd, like a silver bell.

　　Turning his head slightly, looking at Xun'er in the crowd, Xiao Yan shrugged at her and said with a smile: "Are you going to the auction too?"

　　"It's boring staying in the family, it's good to go and take a look..." Xun'er squeezed out of the crowd, stood side by side with Xiao Yan, and said with a bright smile.

　　"What's so good about it? It's just some foundation-building spiritual liquid. It won't be of any use to you." Xiao Yan said with a casual smile.

　　"Hmph, what's so good about it? If it weren't for that thing, how could you have reached the same level as me so quickly?" Xiao Ning, who had been beaten by Xiao Yan and had to rest for two months before recovering, looked at the two of them laughing and talking intimately, his face twitching, and he spoke sarcastically as if he had forgotten the pain after the wound healed.

　　"Are your bones itchy again?" Xiao Yan raised his eyelids and said with a smile.

　　"You..." With a look of anger on his face, Xiao Ning clenched his fists, then slowly loosened them, sneering: "Don't be complacent, you hurt me this time, I really have to thank you, if it weren't for this period of rest, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to touch the ninth stage of fighting spirit. At most, in another seven days, I can enter the ninth stage of fighting spirit! By then, it's not certain who will be the one to get it!"

　　Hearing Xiao Ning's words, the elders and clansmen who gathered around him couldn't help but look at him in surprise, and the great elder on the side also had a slightly smug look on his face, probably thinking that this grandson had brought him a lot of face.

　　Xiao Zhan frowned slightly and glared at the Great Elder with some displeasure. Just as he was about to wave his hand to let everyone leave, he suddenly saw a playful smile on Xiao Yan's little face. He was stunned for the moment and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

　　Looking at Xiao Ning, who was sneering and complacent, Xiao Yan pursed his lips and was silent for a while. He then nodded and said helplessly, "Um... I'm sorry, I accidentally reached the ninth stage a few days ago. It seems that you are slower than me again."

　　"Well..."

　　When Xiao Yan said this, the tribesmen around him suddenly fell silent. Their astonished eyes instantly shifted to Xiao Yan, who looked somewhat helpless. Accidentally... broke through?

　　Shaking their heads, they thought to themselves, this little guy is really trying to hurt people, poor Xiao Ning...

　　Hearing what Xiao Yan said, the pride on Xiao Ning's face suddenly stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched, his throat rolled, and he stared at Xiao Yan intently. After a moment, he finally softened in dejection. He thought that this time of touching the bottleneck would allow him to regain some face, but unexpectedly, it brought him a greater blow.

　　Pulling the battered Xiao Ning by the hand, Xiao Yu glared at Xiao Yan fiercely, but rarely said anything sarcastic. She only muttered in her heart: "How did this little bastard practice? It's only been more than two months... How come he has already reached the ninth stage?"

　　Even though he and Xiao Yan were on opposite sides of the same coin, Xiao Yu was still somewhat shocked by Xiao Yan's speed of cultivation.

　　"Haha..." Looking at the surprised faces of the tribesmen around him, Xiao Zhan's frown suddenly relaxed and he laughed heartily a few times. He glanced at the helpless elder and laughed: "Let's go, let's go, the auction is about to start, don't delay any longer, otherwise it will be bad if you go too late and get robbed."

　　Watching the elders walk out of the gate, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but turn around and happily rub Xiao Yan's head, laughing heartily: "Not bad, not bad, you have made me proud again. That old guy has said this and that about his grandson in front of me no less than ten times today. I am almost annoyed to hear him. He just wants the family to pay for a bottle of foundation building spirit liquid for his grandson, but he beats around the bush. It's really annoying, old miser."

　　With his hair ruffled, Xiao Yan gave a bitter smile, spread his hands innocently, walked out of the door, and said helplessly: "I didn't want to say it, but that guy just kept bringing up the issue..."

Xiao Ning, who had just walked out of the house not far away, heard Xiao Yan's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt a little depressed and sad in his heart.