The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 131 - 131 131 The Auction Begins

131: Chapter 131: The Auction Begins 131: Chapter 131: The Auction Begins After looking at the Shenwu Genius List, Lin Bai’s fighting spirit reignited.

“Big brother Lin Bai, try harder.

I’m sure you can make it onto this genius list.

By the way, big brother Lin Bai, what grade is your Martial Soul?” Bai Zhiyuan asked curiously.

“If young friend Lin Bai can comprehend Sword Intention, then his Martial Soul must be of Mysterious Level Nine or above,” declared the Lord of White Sheep City with absolute certainty.

Lin Bai smiled awkwardly, “Sorry to disappoint you both, my Martial Soul is only of Yellow Level First Grade.”

“What!”

“Yellow Level First Grade, with the comprehension of Sword Intention!”

“You’re not kidding, right?”

Bai Zhiyuan and the Lord of White Sheep City both exclaimed in surprise.

“Well, let’s go, there isn’t much to see in the Treasure Pavilion anymore.” Seeing their surprise, Lin Bai wasn’t surprised.

Then, the three of them aimlessly roamed around the Treasure Pavilion for a while.

Not finding anything good, they eventually left.

Soon, a day had passed.

As night fell, the Lord of White Sheep City, accompanied by Lin Bai and Bai Zhiyuan, returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

“Big brother Lin Bai, how did you cultivate your Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul?”

“If someone at Yellow Level First Grade is this powerful, can you teach me too?”

“Wow, I want to be as tough as big brother Lin Bai!”

Ever since Bai Zhiyuan heard that Lin Bai’s Martial Soul was of Yellow Level First Grade, she had been sticking to him non-stop, asking him how he cultivated.

A Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul that had reached the Xuanwu Realm’s Ninth Level and had comprehended Daoist Intent.

If word got out about this, it would undoubtedly make an even more significant impact than Lin Zi’er’s Heaven Level Fifth Grade Martial Soul.

“Enough, Miss Bai, stop buzzing in my ear.

My head feels like it’s about to explode,” Lin Bai said, his face drained of color.

Lin Bai felt miserable remembering his experience of the day, with Bai Zhiyuan, the chatterbox, constantly whispering in his ear.

She kept asking, “Big brother Lin Bai, how did you cultivate?” “Big brother Lin Bai, can you teach me how to cultivate?” “Big brother Lin Bai, you’re really amazing.”

She was so noisy that Lin Bai’s head felt as though it was about to explode.

The Lord of White Sheep City also looked miserable.

Bai Zhiyuan had been making a fuss all day, which had given him a severe headache.

“But I just love to chat with big brother Lin Bai.” Bai Zhiyuan giggled, her innocent face looking absolutely adorable.

“Let’s hurry to the auction, lots of people have already gone in,” Lin Bai hastily changed the subject.

He, the Lord of White Sheep City, and Bai Zhiyuan then entered the auction venue.

Around that time, a group of several men and women entered behind Lin Bai and his companions.

The robes they wore were all embroidered with the symbol of the Spirit Sword Sect’s Inner Gate.

“Lin Bai!”

Suddenly, one of them caught sight of Lin Bai and shouted angrily.

Lin Bai, the Lord of White Sheep City, and Bai Zhiyuan simultaneously turned to look, their gazes meeting those of several warriors.

Lin Bai was also curious, wondering whom could he encounter in Hanshan City?

When he turned around, he saw the words “Divine Alliance Warrior” embroidered on the robes of the several warriors.

Lin Bai bitterly smiled in his heart, thinking, “It’s a small world!”

“So it really is you, I thought I had mistaken you for someone else.” Among those Divine Alliance warriors, an older young man stepped forward, staring at Lin Bai with a cold smile on his face.

His smile was quite creepy, making Lin Bai feel chilled to the bone.

“Who are you?” Lin Bai asked.

“Hmph, if even I haven’t heard of you, what are you doing in the Spirit Sword Sect?” The young man sneered disdainfully at this, “Remember this, my name is…

Zhao Mao.”

“That’s enough, I don’t want to know.” Visibly disgusted by Zhao Mao’s arrogance, Lin Bai cut him off before he could fully reveal his name.

Caught off guard, Zhao Mao’s face froze and then he flew into a rage.

He felt as if he was being made a fool of by Lin Bai.

“Damn it, you’re asking for it!” said Zhao Mao, angered.

“You must be really blind!

Zhao Mao is the eighteenth-ranked disciple on the Spirit Sword Sect Inner Sect Top 100 Ranking List and you don’t recognize him.

Do you even deserve to be in the Spirit Sword Sect?”

“What an idiot, daring to go against our Spirit Sword Sect!”

“He won’t live long.”

These Divine Alliance Warriors were all haughtily ridiculing Lin Bai.

“Brother Zhao Mao, don’t be angry.

It’s not worth it to ruin your health over such a lowly individual,” a beautiful woman said with a smile.

“Brother Zhao Mao, who is this guy?” the beautiful woman asked.

“Him?

Hmph, he is none other than the famous number one Outer Sect disciple of our Spirit Sword Sect, Lin Bai.

The one who declared that he would challenge all the Earth Martial Stage Warriors of the Spirit Sword Sect in three months!” Zhao Mao, calmed by the beautiful woman’s words, instantly replied with mockery.

“Haha, what a joke!

Look at him.

He thinks he can fight against the Divine Alliance.

Brother Zhao Mao, you would scare him shitless the moment you make a move!” The beautiful woman giggled, looking at Zhao Mao with admiration.

“Hmph, disgusting!” Bais Zhiyuan commented coldly upon witnessing the scene.

“You’re not disgusting?” The beautiful woman glared back at Bai Zhiyuan and rebutted sharply.

“Hahaha, well said.

I am indeed a wanderer.

I don’t need a paddle when I row a boat nor the wind when I travel far.

Because I live my life as a wanderer.”

“Hmph, Zhao Mao’s not ambitious, that’s why he would like someone like you.”

Bai Zhiyuan retorted fiercely.

Lin Bai and the Lord of White Sheep City were surprised, looking at Bai Zhiyuan whose words were surprisingly sharp despite her innocent appearance.

“You’re awesome!” Lin Bai gave a thumbs up to Bai Zhiyuan.

The beautiful woman’s face was flushed with anger as she stared at Bai Zhiyuan.

She wanted to rebut but she could not find the words to counter Bai Zhiyuan.

“Brother Zhao Mao, look at how she is bullying me!” The beautiful woman stuttered for a while without coming up with a single comeback.

Eventually, she turned to Zhao Mao with a mournful face.

“Alright, sweetheart.

This is the Treasure Pavilion’s domain; we’re not allowed to fight here.

Once things have settled here, I’ll twist off Lin Bai and that little girl’s heads and present them to you as a gift, alright?” Zhao Mao comforted.

“Brother Zhao Mao, you must take revenge for me…” The beautiful woman leaned into Zhao Mao’s arms.

Zhao Mao, with the beautiful woman, stepped into the Treasure Pavilion.

“Miss Bai, that was great!” Lin Bai said admiringly: “I row a boat without using a paddle, I travel far without needing the wind.

My whole life is lived in wandering.”

Blushing, Bai Zhiyuan said, “Brother Lin Bai, actually…

actually…

I’m normally not like this.

I’m usually a well-mannered and polite lady.”

“Hahaha.”

Lin Bai and the Lord of White Sheep City burst into hearty laughter.

“Let’s go, it’s our turn to enter the private room now.”

As Zhao Mao and his group took their leave, the Lord of the White Sheep City also proposed.