Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor Yang , Chapter 61

At the main gate of the Xiao family.

Xiao Zhan, along with three elders and several clansmen, had come to see Wei Yang off.

«Clan leader Xiao, brother Xiao Yan is already fine, you can rest assured,» Wei Yang said with a smile as he walked. «He is still on the mountaintop. If you're worried, you can go and check on him yourself later.»

«Thank you, Mr. Wei.» Xiao Zhan, his face filled with emotion, bowed deeply.

The surrounding Xiao family members had complex expressions upon hearing this. Some were happy, some were resentful, some couldn't believe it, and others regretted their previous thoughts.

Wei Yang quickly reached out to support Xiao Zhan, shaking his head. «I merely played a minor role in the process. It was brother Xiao Yan who showed resilience. I didn't do much.»

«Mr. Wei, you are too modest. This issue has persisted for over three years, and no matter how many people we sought, no one could solve it,» Xiao Zhan said solemnly. «But with your intervention, it was resolved instantly. How can you say you didn't help? The Xiao family will always be grateful for your kindness!»

Wei Yang, feeling a bit helpless, shook his head and turned to leave. «Everyone, go back. I'll return in half a year.»

«Safe travels, Mr. Wei,» the Xiao family members said, watching Wei Yang until he disappeared from sight.

…

Wei Yang strolled down the street, feeling generally pleased. This trip had gone smoothly, and obtaining the method for the Poison Pill had alleviated his last concern.

The Poison Pill method was a last-resort measure, one he couldn't be without. Although Yao Lao had agreed that the Netherworld Poison Fire could control the Calamity Poison Body, without testing, no one could guarantee it.

Thus, the Poison Pill method was a necessary backup plan.

Moreover, the initial contact with the Xiao family went well, establishing mutual trust and laying a good foundation for future transactions.

As he walked, two groups of people appeared in front of him. They seemed to have joined forces, identifiable by their attire and insignias as members of the Oba family and the Jia Lie family, two other major families in Wutan City.

Seeing Wei Yang approach, the leaders of the two groups, middle-aged men in fine clothes, stepped forward with respectful smiles. They bowed slightly and said, «Greetings, Mr. Wei.»

Wei Yang frowned slightly. «What is it?»

One of the middle-aged men replied respectfully, «Mr. Wei, our Oba family and the Jia Lie family have long admired you and have always wanted to meet you in person. Unfortunately, you are usually busy, and today we finally got to see you.»

«Yes, yes, Mr. Wei, our Jia Lie family has also long wished to meet you,» the other man quickly added.

The two exchanged glances, with sparks almost flying between them.

Wei Yang sighed, rubbing his temples in frustration. «I know your intentions, but I'm not interested.»

His gaze turned cold, and a vast, powerful aura enveloped everyone present, making it feel like a mountain was pressing down on them, making movement extremely difficult.

Everyone looked terrified, feeling as if they were in a furnace of searing flames.

«My partnerships are my business, and I have no interest in your family feuds. My time is precious, and I won't waste it playing petty games with you. So, don't bother me again. Understood?»

Wei Yang looked down slightly, his oppressive aura making it difficult for the group to even stand straight. He smiled coldly.

«Y-yes, understood,» the leaders of the Oba and Jia Lie families stammered, nodding vigorously. The others followed suit, nodding quickly in fear of being slower than the rest.

«Good.» Wei Yang nodded in satisfaction, retracting his killing intent and aura before striding away.

Behind him, many people collapsed to the ground, gasping for air as if they had just been pulled from water, their faces pale with fear.

We didn't die!

The thought flashed through everyone's mind as they exchanged glances.

During that brief moment, they had felt as if they were in a furnace, closer to death than ever before.

The leaders of the Oba and Jia Lie families trembled, still looking in the direction Wei Yang had left.

…

Mittel Auction House.

The largest auction venue in Wutan City, it belonged to the wealthiest family in the Jia Ma Empire: the Mittel family.

In the Jia Ma Empire, the Mittel family was synonymous with wealth, having developed for hundreds of years with complex relations and auction houses in every major city.

It was like a vast network of tentacles, covering every corner of the empire.

Seeing the grand venue at the end of the street, Wei Yang raised an eyebrow.

Mittel Auction House?

He headed straight for the auction hall.

Soon, he reached the entrance, where several heavily armed guards eyed him warily. Wei Yang walked in without hesitation.

Inside, the heat from outside seemed to vanish, replaced by a refreshing coolness, creating a stark contrast.

An otherworldly air conditioner, Wei Yang thought with a smile.

Scanning the lavish hall, Wei Yang walked towards a side room.

The door bore the golden characters for «Appraisal Hall.»

He pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was sparse, with only a middle-aged man sitting behind a desk, looking bored.

Hearing the door, the man looked up and saw a young man with a formidable presence. His eyebrows raised.

He quickly put on a professional smile. «Sir, are you here for an appraisal?»

«Yes.» Wei Yang nodded indifferently, sitting down. With a flip of his hand, he produced a small jade bottle and placed it on the table.

«A third-tier pill. Get someone in charge here. I have a large quantity.» Wei Yang adjusted his sleeve and spoke casually.

The middle-aged man carefully picked up the jade bottle, sniffing it cautiously. He quickly confirmed it contained a pill.

Looking at Wei Yang, now resting with his eyes closed, the man felt a twinge of respect. «Sir, are you an alchemist?»

Wei Yang frowned slightly and urged, «Get someone here quickly.»

The man gently placed the bottle back on the table and respectfully said, «Please wait a moment, sir.»

Wei Yang nodded.

The middle-aged man hurriedly left the room.

(End of Chapter)