Xiao Yi also noticed Xiao Zhan's tense expression.
He immediately raised his hand and tugged on Xiao Zhan's sleeve, saying, "Uncle, this Wind Scroll Art really isn't suitable for me!"
"I have fire-attribute Dou Qi, and it really doesn't match this wind-attribute Cultivation Technique!"
At this moment, Xiao Yi was truly afraid that Xiao Zhan would bid on the Wind Scroll Art.
After all, the starting price of 200,000 gold coins was not a small sum, and Xiao Yi really didn't want the Xiao Family to spend so much because of him.
If the Cultivation Technique was useful, then it would be understandable, but this Cultivation Technique would be useless whether it was for him or Xiao Yan.
However, Xiao Zhan did not speak; he merely patted Xiao Yi and smiled slightly, his expression as if telling Xiao Yi that everything was under his control.
Seeing Xiao Zhan's expression, Xiao Yi stopped speaking.
He simply turned his gaze back to Xiao Yan, the black-robed figure in the corner upstairs.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's gaze was also fixed on the Wind Scroll Art on the auction stage, completely unaware that Xiao Yi was staring at him.
As Ya Fei on the stage smiled slightly, the auction for the Wind Scroll Art officially began!
Gale Bi and Ao Ba Pa had clearly been waiting for this Wind Scroll Art.
As soon as the auction started, they couldn't help but immediately begin raising the price.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
The two kept raising the price, neither willing to give up just like that.
In contrast, Xiao Zhan, who had been full of confidence just a moment ago, never raised the price, merely looking at the scroll on the stage with a stern gaze.
Just as Xiao Yi thought Xiao Zhan had listened to his suggestion and was preparing to give up bidding on the scroll, Xiao Zhan suddenly said loudly:
"Xiao Family, five hundred thousand!"
As soon as five hundred thousand was called out, the auction hall instantly fell silent.
Xiao Yi also widened his eyes, looking at Xiao Zhan, full of confusion.
Was a Profound Rank Cultivation Technique truly worth five hundred thousand?
Most importantly, the Xiao Family had no one suitable to Cultivate this Cultivation Technique!
Especially Gale Bi and Ao Ba Pa exchanged glances, quite perplexed by Xiao Zhan's actions.
But such a high price of five hundred thousand gold coins still made them hesitate.
After much deliberation, both of them gave up bidding on the Wind Scroll Art.
Since Gale Bi and Ao Ba Pa had both given up, the other people present naturally did not have the strength to continue bidding against Xiao Zhan.
As Ya Fei's gavel gently fell, Xiao Zhan successfully acquired this Xuan Tier High-Ranked Cultivation Technique, the Wind Scroll Art, for a price of five hundred thousand gold coins.
Only then did Xiao Zhan lower his head, looking at Yier very gently, and softly said:
"Yier, how could I not know that your fire-attribute Dou Qi doesn't match this Wind Scroll Art..."
"However, the current Xiao Family truly doesn't have any presentable Cultivation Techniques. Although this Wind Scroll Art is a wind-attribute Cultivation Technique, it is, after all, a Xuan Tier High-Ranked Cultivation Technique!"
"If you have a chance to leave Wutan City in the future and encounter a fire-attribute Cultivation Technique suitable for you, you can use this Wind Scroll Art to trade for it!"
Xiao Zhan was extremely patient, and his voice was very gentle, explaining word by word in a low voice to Xiao Yi, revealing the true reason he had bid on the Wind Scroll Art.
"Uncle, but isn't five hundred thousand gold coins a bit too expensive..."
"I..."
Xiao Yi stammered a little, after all, he had already resolved the matter of Cultivation Techniques, and this Wind Scroll Art would have no effect in his hands now.
Xiao Zhan's face still held that extremely gentle smile:
"Five hundred thousand gold coins is all it is, the Xiao Family can still afford it..."
"You are the hope of our Xiao Family; we can't neglect you for anyone else!"
"Consider this Wind Scroll Art a gift from your Uncle..."
Hearing these words, Xiao Yi's nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.
Xiao Zhan might not be strong in terms of power, but as a person, he was truly beyond reproach.
Although Xiao Yi was not his biological son, he treated him as if he were.
Therefore, Xiao Yi was still very touched by Xiao Zhan's actions... Walking out of the auction house, although Xiao Zhan had spent a considerable amount of money today, he had obtained two extremely valuable treasures.
In Xiao Zhan's view, it was still very worthwhile.
The Foundation Establishment Elixir was for Xiao Yan, and the Wind Scroll Art was for Xiao Yi.
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhan handed the scroll to Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi understood that this was Xiao Zhan's kind intention, so he no longer refused.
"Thank you, Uncle Xiao!"
Xiao Yi thanked him very respectfully, then put the scroll into his storage ring.
"Oh, right, Uncle Xiao, I still have some things to do, so I won't go back to the Xiao Family with you yet..."
Xiao Zhan nodded upon hearing this, and did not press further.
After all, in Xiao Zhan's eyes, Xiao Yi was grown up and should have some privacy.
Watching Xiao Zhan's retreating figure, Xiao Yi's body flickered, but he didn't go far.
Instead, he went to the back door of the Mittel Auction House and waited.
A moment later, Xiao Yan, dressed in a black robe, quickly walked out from the back door of the auction house.
Seeing Xiao Yan appear, Xiao Yi immediately followed closely.
Xiao Yan also seemed to sense that someone was tracking him, and his steps quickened, quickly widening the distance between himself and Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi understood that Xiao Yan was deliberately hiding his identity by wearing a black robe, so he didn't call out to Xiao Yan. He simply sped up to keep pace with Xiao Yan.
At the same time, to prevent anyone from the Mittel Family from seeing him interact with the black-robed person, Xiao Yi also deliberately put on a large black robe, concealing his identity.
After all, Xiao Yan had consigned Medicinal Pills to the Mittel Auction House today, and the Mittel Family members must have already assumed Xiao Yan was an Alchemist.
With a shrewd woman like Ya Fei, if she saw Xiao Yi interacting with the black-robed person, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Xiao Yi was very careful and cautious.
Finally, when Xiao Yi chased him to an alley, Xiao Yan's figure had already vanished.
"May I ask who Your Excellency is? Why are you following me..."
Xiao Yan's figure was gone, but an old voice suddenly echoed in the alley.
However, before Xiao Yi could take off his black robe and reply, a stark white flame suddenly attacked.
Wherever the flame passed, space abruptly twisted.
Just as the flame was about to touch Xiao Yi, a faint glimmer suddenly flashed from the storage ring on Xiao Yi's finger.
Immediately, a beam of light scattered, directly deflecting the stark white flame.
In just that instant, the old man's face in Xiao Yan's storage ring changed drastically:
"What terrifying Soul Power!"
"This person's strength is not simple, Little Yanzi, let's go!"
The old man's voice suddenly rang out in Xiao Yan's mind.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan did not hesitate for a moment, immediately preparing to bolt.
Xiao Yi said, "Ancestor, please show mercy..."
Then Xiao Yi turned his head and scanned the surroundings, ensuring no one was around, immediately took off the black robe he was wearing, and shouted in the direction the flame had come from:
"Little Yanzi, no need to hide! It's me!"
Hearing Xiao Yi's familiar voice, Xiao Yan's feet, which had been ready to run, also stopped, somewhat incredulously:
"Brother Yi!?"