Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

The auctioneer raised his hand, his voice clear and loud, full of professional confidence.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Emerald Spirit Root? Rumor has it that this thing can be used to refine top-level healing elixirs, and can even help Titled Douluo heal his injuries with twice the result with half the effort!"

"The reserve price of 500,000 gold soul coins is too high! But it is indeed a rare item and worth fighting for."

For a moment, many people were whispering, and more people were already considering whether their wealth could afford the auction.

Lu Yu sat quietly near the back row, his expression calm, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of the chair. He was quite interested in the emerald root, especially the rich energy it contained, which might be the key to breaking through the bottleneck.

"Half a million."

Soon, a middle-aged man in fancy clothes raised his bidding card.

"Fifty-one million!"

Another voice quickly sounded, clearly a different competitor.

In just a few seconds, the bidding had soared to over 600,000.

"Seven hundred thousand."

Lu Yu's voice suddenly sounded, calm but powerful. He did not hold up the sign, but just leaned lazily on the chair, but his voice was clearly heard by everyone.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the source of the voice. Lu Yu's temperament was different. Although he did not have a prominent family emblem or obvious aristocratic attire, his calmness and indifference made people subconsciously dare not underestimate him.

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand!"

The middle-aged man who had made the bid earlier gritted his teeth, seemingly unwilling to give up easily.

"one million."

Lu Yu spoke again and directly raised the price by a full 250,000. The entire venue fell silent instantly.

The middle-aged man's face looked extremely ugly. He hesitated for a while, then finally sighed and put down the bidding card.

The auctioneer glanced around the venue and saw that no one continued to bid. A clear voice rang out:

"First time in a million!"

"A million times over!"

"One million for the third time! Deal! Congratulations to this distinguished guest for obtaining the Emerald Spiritual Root!"

With a crisp sound of the hammer falling, Lu Yu's item was officially sold.

The audience around him were talking in low voices, some were envious, some were disdainful, and some were vaguely hostile. Lu Yu ignored them and his eyes remained calm, as if the one million gold soul coins just now were just a trivial amount.

The auction continues.

After several rounds of bidding, Lu Yu did not continue to bid. He closed his eyes and waited quietly for the auction to end.

Finally, after the last item was successfully bid, the auctioneer announced the successful conclusion of the auction.

"Now, please go to the backstage trading area to complete the settlement. Thank you for your participation, and I wish you all a fruitful return!"

Lu Yu stood up and walked backstage. His steps were steady, his eyes were calm, and his whole body exuded a majesty that could not be ignored.

The trading area in the backstage was not complicated. Several staff members who were responsible for settlement were waiting behind the counter. Their eyes lit up when they saw Lu Yu.

"Sir, please show me your bidding certificate."

Lu Yu casually handed over the bidding card in his hand and said lightly: "Emerald Spiritual Root, one million gold soul coins."

The staff quickly confirmed his identity and bidding information and nodded.

"The transaction is confirmed, please wait."

Soon, a jade box containing the emerald spiritual root was carefully handed to Lu Yu. The seal around the jade box emitted a faint light, which was obviously specially set to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out.

"Thank you." Lu Yu took the jade box and casually put it into the storage soul guide.

At this moment, the person in charge of the auction house suddenly came over.

This is a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a gaunt face. He is wearing a black robe and has a professional smile on his face.

"Mr. Lu, your other lot has also been arranged. The old man will be in your name from now on."

Lu Yu nodded lightly.

"Where are the people?"

"It's in the special trading room next door. Please follow me."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation and took Lu Yu to the next room.

When he opened the door, he saw an old man with white hair sitting on a chair. His hands and feet were bound by special soul chains. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with mixed emotions, including humiliation, anger, and a hint of helplessness.

The middle-aged man said, "This old man was previously detained by our auction house due to debt problems. Now, according to the auction process, he belongs to Mr. Lu. From now on, all his actions will be decided by Mr. Lu."

Lu Yu glanced at the old man coldly, his tone calm but with a hint of pressure.

"name."

The old man was silent for a while, and finally whispered: "Mo Feng."

"Very good, Mo Feng. From today on, you are mine." There was no emotion in Lu Yu's tone.

The auctioneer added, "Mr. Lu, I need to remind you a few things. Although Mo Feng is already yours, if he tries to escape or cause harm to you, our auctioneer will report him to the Tiandou Empire and issue a wanted order for him. At the same time, if you no longer need him, you can also choose to return him to the auctioneer for disposal."

Lu Yu sneered.

"No problem. I'm sure he won't be stupid enough to seek his own death."

Mo Feng lowered his head and said nothing, but his fingers trembled slightly. He knew very well that he had no way out.

After the transaction was completed, Lu Yu turned around calmly and waved to Mo Feng.

"Let's go."

Mo Feng stood up and followed Lu Yu with heavy steps. His eyes were complicated, as if he wanted to say something, but he chose to remain silent in the end.

Outside the auction house's gate, the cool night breeze blew the lights on both sides of the street.

Lu Yu stopped and looked back at Mo Feng, his tone cold but full of authority. "Since you have become my man, you must understand the rules. Be honest and obedient, and I will not treat you unfairly. But if you try to play any tricks..."

He didn't say anything else, just glanced coldly.

Mo Feng's heart trembled, and he whispered, "I understand."

Lu Yu nodded, turned and walked away.

In the night, his back looked particularly profound, and Mo Feng followed behind him with a complicated expression, but he did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

The lights of the auction house gradually faded away, leaving behind a deep night.

The hustle and bustle of the auction venue gradually faded away. Lu Yu, with a hint of doubt on his shoulders, walked firmly towards the direction of Tiandou Royal Academy. The old man behind him followed him at an unhurried pace. Although he did not speak, his invisible presence made Lu Yu feel uneasy.

"Who are you?" Lu Yu paused, turned back suddenly, and his sharp eyes fell on the old man.

The old man raised his head slightly, a hint of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, but he did not answer and still stood there quietly.

"You have followed me all the way, from the auction to now. If you have no purpose, why do this?" Lu Yu said in a low voice, his brows furrowed, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

The old man stroked his gray beard, smiled calmly, and said in a hoarse and calm voice: "Little guy, don't rush to doubt me. If they wanted to harm you, they would have done it just now at the auction."

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. Although he looked like an ordinary old man, his intuition told him that this man was definitely not a good person.

"Then why do you want to follow me?" Lu Yu asked in a deep voice.

The old man did not answer directly, but changed the subject, with a hint of temptation in his tone: "Little guy, why did you sell that seven-leaf spiritual grass at the auction just now?"

Lu Yu was shocked. The old man's attention was on the seven-leaf spiritual grass? His eyes flickered slightly, and he said vigilantly: "That's what I need, and the reason is very simple."

The old man nodded after hearing this, and there seemed to be a thoughtful light in his eyes. He said meaningfully: "Need? Haha, little guy, people like you at your age, I'm afraid you don't understand what real needs are."

"What do you mean?" Lu Yu frowned, his voice adding a hint of coldness.

The old man smiled slightly and stopped talking about this topic. Instead, he said slowly, "Do you know the true function of this seven-leaf spiritual grass?"

Lu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had guessed that the old man might know something, he did not easily reveal his inner thoughts. Instead, he asked coldly, "Then you tell me."

The old man smiled calmly, stood with his hands behind his back, and spoke in a low and long voice: "The Seven-Leaf Spiritual Herb is a natural treasure. Although it is not top-grade, the vitality contained in it is rare in the world. Ordinary people think it is just a spiritual herb to assist in cultivation, but in fact, its value is far more than that. It... can awaken some souls that have been dormant for many years."

"Awaken the soul?" Lu Yu was stunned. Although he already knew some special effects of the Seven-Leaf Spiritual Herb, he was still shocked to hear this from the old man.

"You know a lot." Lu Yu's tone was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

The old man smiled, his eyes revealing a deep insight into people's hearts: "Little guy, there is no need to be so defensive against me. After all, I am just an old man who is watching the fun. However, there are too many young people in this world who think they are smart, but they don't know that there are always people better than you."

Lu Yu looked at him coldly, but he was thinking quickly in his heart. He couldn't confirm the old man's intentions, but from the other party's words and actions, it seemed that there was no hostility for the time being.

"If that's the case, then why are you following me?" Lu Yu asked again.

The old man sighed and said slowly: "I just feel that there seems to be something interesting about you, little guy. Maybe you can do something extraordinary in the future. What's more, I also want to see how you can use that seven-leaf spiritual grass."

Lu Yu's heart tightened, his fists clenched slightly, and his voice was low: "You want to rob?"

The old man laughed loudly upon hearing this, his laughter full of disdain: "Rob? If you want, I don't even need to do anything. With your current strength, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to resist."

Although these words were arrogant, they were extremely true. Lu Yu knew in his heart that the old man in front of him was unfathomable and was definitely not someone he could contend with now.

"Then what exactly do you want?" Lu Yu's tone became even colder.

The old man looked at him with a hint of teasing in his eyes, and said slowly: "I have already said it, I just want to see how you will use it. Little guy, don't think too much of others, and don't take yourself too seriously."

Lu Yu was silent for a moment, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and continued to move forward. He couldn't get rid of this old man for the time being, so he could only act according to circumstances.

During the whole journey, neither of them spoke again. Although the atmosphere was calm, there was a strange sense of oppression.

Soon, the gate of Tiandou Royal Academy appeared in Lu Yu's sight. When the guard at the gate of the academy saw Lu Yu, he immediately bowed respectfully: "Master Lu, you are back."

Lu Yu nodded without saying anything more. He could feel the old man still following him, but the guard seemed to be completely unaware of his presence.

"Who is this old man?" Lu Yu was secretly alert in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and walked straight into the gate of the academy.

The old man continued to follow him silently, glancing around the academy, seemingly not interested in the place.

"Tiandou Royal Academy, huh, nothing special." The old man said lightly, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

Lu Yu paused, turned his head and looked at him coldly: "If that's the case, then why are you here?"

The old man smiled and said calmly: "Since you are here, I will come too."

Lu Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked directly to his residence. The old man still followed behind him, not too far away, always maintaining a strange distance.

After entering the courtyard, Lu Yu finally stopped and said in a cold voice, "How long do you plan to follow me?"

The old man smiled slightly, raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes deep: "Little guy, don't worry, when you understand my intention one day, you will thank me naturally."

Lu Yu frowned and was about to speak again, but he saw the old man's figure flash and disappear from the spot.

"Disappeared?" Lu Yu's heart was shocked and he looked around, but he could not sense the old man's breath at all.

At this moment, he truly realized how terrifying this mysterious old man was.

"Who is he?" Lu Yu murmured in a low voice, his heart full of confusion and anxiety.

At the same time, on a big tree not far away, the old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Lu Yu quietly through the gaps between the leaves.

"Interesting little guy, I hope you won't let me down." The old man raised his lips slightly and whispered to himself. Then, his figure turned into nothingness again and disappeared completely.

"Senior Meng Shenji, I have something to ask of you."

Lu Yu stood in a remote courtyard, his tone sincere and somewhat anxious. In the courtyard, Meng Shenji was leaning against a sturdy old locust tree, fiddling with a complicated metal device in his hands, his brows slightly furrowed, obviously thinking about the principle of the mechanism.

Hearing Lu Yu's voice, he raised his head, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, but his tone remained indifferent.

"Little guy, you're looking for me? What's the matter? This is not common."

Lu Yu cupped his hands, with a hint of respect on his face: "Senior, I would like to ask you to help me monitor someone."

Meng Shenji raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the metal device in his hand, and looked at the boy in front of him seriously. "Oh? Who are you monitoring? Why?"

Lu Yu pondered for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "It's the old man who lives outside the academy. I feel something is wrong with his identity. I recently noticed that he seems to have frequent contact with some unidentified people, and the auras of those people are not like those of ordinary soul masters." (End of this chapter)