Chapter 61: Don't Bother Me!

At the gate of the Xiao family.

Xiao Zhan and the three elders, along with many clan members, came to bid farewell to Wei Yang.

"Clan Leader Xiao, Brother Xiao Yan is fine now, rest assured," Wei Yang said with a smile as he walked. "He's still on the mountain top. If you are worried, you can go and check on him yourself later."

"Thank you, Mr. Wei." Xiao Zhan's face was filled with emotion as he bowed deeply.

The surrounding Xiao clan members had complex expressions upon hearing this. Some were happy, others resigned, some in disbelief, and a few regretful.

Wei Yang quickly helped Xiao Zhan up, shaking his head, "I was just a catalyst in this process. It was really Brother Xiao Yan who fought for himself. I didn't help much."

"Mr. Wei, you underestimate your role. We've searched for many people over the past three years, but no one could help," Xiao Zhan said seriously. "Yet, you solved it in one go. How can you say you didn't help? Our Xiao clan is deeply grateful for your kindness!"

Wei Yang was a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry, wondering why they didn't believe the truth.

He shook his head and turned to leave.

"Everyone, please return, I will come back in six months," Wei Yang said, waving as he walked out the gate.

"Mr. Wei, take care," the Xiao clan members said, standing at the gate, watching his figure until it disappeared completely.

...

Walking leisurely on the street, Wei Yang felt quite good overall.

This trip successfully obtained the poison pill method, alleviating his last worry.

The poison pill method is an ultimate fallback measure that must be prepared.

Though Yao Lao also agreed that the Netherworld Poison Fire could control the Poison Body, without testing, no one could be sure.

So, the poison pill method serves as a fallback.

Moreover, through this initial attempt at contact, both parties left good impressions, laying a solid foundation for future transactions.

As he walked, two groups of people suddenly appeared ahead.

The two groups seemed to have joined forces, and from their attire and symbols, they belonged to the other two major families of Wutan City, the Oba and Jia Lie families.

Seeing Wei Yang approaching, the leaders, two middle-aged men in luxurious clothes, stepped out with respectful smiles, bowed slightly, and greeted, "Greetings, Mr. Wei."

Wei Yang frowned slightly, "What is it?"

One middle-aged man respectfully said, "Mr. Wei, both the Oba family and the Jia Lie family have long admired you and have always wanted to meet you. Unfortunately, you are usually busy, and we only managed to meet you today."

"Indeed, Mr. Wei, the Jia Lie family has also long wanted to meet you," the other middle-aged man quickly added, unwilling to be outdone.

The two exchanged glances, sparks seeming to fly in the air.

Wei Yang sighed softly, rubbed his brow with some annoyance, and suddenly felt inexplicably agitated, "I know your intentions and what you want. But I am not interested!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned cold, and an overwhelming aura emerged, enveloping everyone present.

Immediately, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on everyone present, making even the slightest movement extremely difficult.

Everyone wore expressions of terror, feeling as if they were in a fiery inferno.

"My choice of partners is my business; I have no interest in participating in your petty family feuds. My time is precious, and I will not waste it on trivial games. Do not bother me again, understood?"

Wei Yang glanced down slightly at this group, struggling to stand from the pressure, their bodies gradually bending, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Un-understood..." The heads of the Oba and Jia Lie families nodded vigorously, struggling to answer.

As for the others, they also nodded diligently, fearing they'd be slower than the others.

"Very well." Wei Yang nodded in satisfaction, retracting the fierce aura surrounding the area, and walked away.

Thud, thud~

A large number of people collapsed behind him.

Wei Yang paid no mind, and his figure flickered several times before disappearing.

Hoo hoo hoo~

Everyone present was gasping heavily as if they had just been pulled from water, lying on the ground with faces full of fear, still shaken.

Not dead!

In that brief moment, they felt as if they were in a legendary hell furnace.

Death had never been so close.

They almost thought they were going to die in the next moment.

The leaders of the Oba and Jia Lie families exchanged a glance, their bodies still trembling as they looked in the direction where Wei Yang had left.

...

Mitre Auction House.

The largest auction venue in Wutan City, it also belongs to the wealthiest family in the Jia Ma Empire: the Mitre family.

In the Jia Ma Empire, when it comes to wealth, the Mitre family is undoubtedly the top.

With a long history, the Mitre family has developed in the Jia Ma Empire for centuries, forming intricate connections, with auction venues in every city.

Like a vast network of tentacles, it spreads throughout all the cities in the empire.

Looking at the massive venue at the end of the street, Wei Yang raised an eyebrow.

Mitre Auction House?

He walked directly towards the auction venue at the street's end.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance.

Under the cautious gaze of several well-armed guards, Wei Yang walked straight in without pausing.

Once inside, the faint heat from outside seemed completely isolated, and a cool feeling enveloped him, giving a strange sensation of two different worlds inside and outside.

A different world version of air conditioning.

Wei Yang smiled.

His gaze swept across the luxurious and spacious hall, and he walked towards a room on the side.

The door of the room was emblazoned with three large golden characters: 'Treasure Appraisal Hall.'

Pushing the door open, the room was somewhat empty, with only a middle-aged man sitting somewhat bored behind a table.

Hearing the door open, the middle-aged man looked up, seeing a youth dressed in luxurious clothes with an extraordinary aura entering. His eyebrows jumped slightly.

Then, a professional smile quickly appeared on his face, "Young master, are you here for a treasure appraisal?"

"Yes." Wei Yang nodded nonchalantly, took two steps forward, and sat boldly on a chair.

With a casual flip of his hand, a small jade bottle appeared, which he placed on the table.

"Third-tier pill, get someone from your auction house with authority to come over. I have a large quantity," Wei Yang said casually as he adjusted his sleeve.

After speaking, he ignored the middle-aged man, leaning back against the chair and closing his eyes to rest.

In the Jia Ma Empire, if one wishes to sell a large quantity of precious items or purchase rare herbs and magic cores in bulk, the Mitre Auction House is the place to go.

"This, a third-tier pill!" The middle-aged man's expression changed as he carefully picked up the jade bottle, sniffing it lightly at the opening.

Soon, he confirmed that the bottle indeed contained pills.

He looked again at the resting Wei Yang, not showing any displeasure, but rather with a touch of reverence, "Sir, are you an alchemist?"

Wei Yang frowned slightly, gave a sound of acknowledgment, and impatiently urged, "Go find someone quickly."

The middle-aged man carefully placed the jade bottle back on the table, then respectfully said, "Sir, please wait a moment."

Wei Yang nodded.

The middle-aged man turned and hurriedly left the room.