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Chapter 130: Double feast of wine and sea joy, spring auction and spring excitement [two in one]

Several alienated monks were immediately overjoyed.

That was obviously the captain's octopus head, and its tentacles couldn't help but curl up, appearing extremely excited.

"Of course, it would be an honor for us." He stood up and replied with a grin.

Then he hesitated to extend his hand and invited: "If it's not a problem, sir, please, please..."

"Haha, then I won't be polite." Tang Hao smiled slightly, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Hey! You're welcome."

The octopus head responded happily, and after Tang Hao sat down, he followed suit.

At this moment, the waiter came to serve the dishes. Seeing Tang Hao sitting there, he hesitated and didn't know what to do.

Noticing this, Tang Hao waved and ordered, "Just bring the dishes over here, add a few of our signature dishes, and bring a whole jar of wine."

The servant agreed to leave with a happy face, and several alienated monks were a little flattered for a moment.

"Sir, this is a waste of money for you." The octopus head said embarrassedly.

Waving his hand, Tang Hao raised his glass and invited him, "Meeting is destiny. The fact that we can sit next to each other in a restaurant is a great fate in itself. Come! Let's go."

"Meeting is destiny, what you said is so true!"

"We have overstepped our bounds."

"cheers!"

Several people responded excitedly, their wine glasses trembled slightly, and some wine spilled.

After three rounds of drinks, there was no need for Tang Hao to lead the conversation; the topic naturally turned to the Quan family's secret vault.

He felt that these people were already impatient and there was no need for him to prepare anything. They could just speak directly.

"In the secret vault, the most precious thing is the mermaid pearl, right? Brothers, have you all seen it? What does it look like?" After chatting about the daily life of the guards for a while, Tang Hao turned the topic to the target.

Hearing the word "brother", the alienated monks became excited again. The sense of recognition from the big man made them feel comfortable all over.

His face, which was already slightly flushed from drinking, immediately turned red.

The octopus's head trembled as it described the appearance, quantity, size, and color of the mermaid pearls in detail.

Finally, he used his magic power to simulate its appearance and let Tang Hao take a good look at it.

"This is a talented person." Mana transformation sounds easy, but it actually requires extremely precise control of mana, and few people can master it.

He glanced at the other man's face. It had far fewer tentacles than Davy Jones, but still close to the number of his hands. He thought to himself, "Having more of these things will improve my control?"

Noticing his gaze, the octopus head carefully observed that there was mostly curiosity in the other person's eyes, and even a hint of admiration. He was immediately moved to tears.

"This gentleman really doesn't look down on us." The octopus's eyes felt a little hot.

Having long been looked down upon and despised by monks of the same level or even lower levels, this group is inferior and sensitive, and they desperately need a sense of recognition, especially from the "big guys" in their eyes.

This is also the reason why they were so boastful about their identities as guards of the secret vault just now.

Under the surprised gazes of his colleagues, Octopus Head brought up the source of his own alienation for the first time, something they usually avoided talking about.

"To be honest with you, sir, the reason I have this kind of control is indeed due to alienation." His smile was complicated, with both bitterness and pride.

He tugged at the tentacle on his chin. "The demon pill I took came from a giant deep-sea beast called the Phantom Giant Seal. This beast is best at manipulating demonic power..."

With him taking the lead, the others also opened their hearts and talked about the sources of their alienation as if they were chatting.

This really broadened Tang Hao's horizons. The other ones were fine, but it was the octopus tentacles that attracted his attention.

The octopus's head scratched its face with its tentacle, as if it had not expected that this genius from a great sect would be so interested in its own transformation.

He said hesitantly, "Sir, I want to touch..."

"May I?"

Tang Hao's eyes lit up before he finished speaking. After the other party nodded, he immediately touched it.

This was his first time touching an octopus tentacle, well, the cooked ones don’t count.

Although the tentacles look slimy and slippery, they are actually very soft to the touch.

The surface is covered with suction cups that stick to the skin of your fingers. How can I describe the touch? It's wonderful and a bit addictive.

Tang Hao politely declined the other party's request to help clean his fingers. A flash of light appeared on his hand, and he immediately regained his freshness. He secretly wrapped the mucus and put it into the ring.

After chatting for a while, we had enough food and drink, and had almost finished talking, and got something useful.

Under the reluctant gazes of Octopus Head and others, Tang Hao said goodbye and left.

After watching him walk away, several people couldn't help but sigh.

"This lord truly deserves to be called a great sect's genius."

"Yes, with such talent and ability, yet so easygoing towards us, how does that saying go?"

"You're so approachable! I told you to read more, but you didn't listen."

"But after this separation, I'm afraid we may never meet again."

The approachable Tang Hao went straight back to his residence at Lianyue Tower.

In the following time, he no longer went out to hang out, but made preparations for subsequent actions.

On the night of the Quan family’s New Year auction.

Haiyue Tower was at the same place as two days ago, but the difference was that this time the guests were hosted by the Nan brothers and sisters.

The brother and sister have been saying for the past two days that they want to treat Tang Hao to a meal as a thank you, and he agreed today.

"I won't say any more words of thanks. Let me offer a toast to fellow Daoist Guangbai." Nan Liansong raised his glass to toast.

After clinking glasses, he continued, "My brother and I don't have a matching thank you gift right now. If you need anything in the future, as long as it doesn't violate moral principles or betray the sect, I will do my best."

After saying this, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"I can't offer a thank-you gift because of him." Nan Lianzhu muttered softly.

Then, staring at Tang Hao's face, he asked curiously, "What have you been doing these past two days? Why do you look a little pale?"

'The pleasant smell of flesh and blood on the body has faded a bit.'

She suddenly thought of something, and after looking at him carefully with suspicion, her eyes swept towards his lower body.

Tang Hao immediately squeezed his legs together and glared at her unhappily, "What are you thinking about? I've been practicing magic these past two days, which has drained my energy. I took some elixirs when I got here, so I'll be back in no time."

In his heart, he said: "It's all because of your special ability!"

"Really?" Nan Lianzhu was a little unconvinced.

Too lazy to pay attention to her, he urged: "Hurry up and eat, and go to the auction site early."

Nan Lianzhu picked up the dishes slowly, as if deliberately going against him, and waited for him to look speechless.

Then he said with a smile: "Why rush? The auction starts at midnight, and it's only midnight now, so there's still a whole hour to go."

"That's right. We shouldn't drink too much but we should eat more food. Fellow Daoist Guangbai, there's no need to worry. There aren't many people in the cemetery at night and it will be over quickly." Nan Liansong also advised.

The Quan family's New Year auction is scheduled from the hour of Hai to the hour of Chou, which means it starts at 9 pm and ends at 3 am.

"Besides avoiding the daytime crowds, is there any other purpose for this time arrangement?" Tang Hao thought of the possible formations in the cemetery.

The three of them spent more than half an hour eating their meal before strolling into the cemetery.

The Quan Family Cemetery at night looked more like a park than during the day, and was not as spooky as Tang Hao had imagined.

It was Nan Lianzhu's first time here, and he was running around excitedly.

"If she had a camera, she would have filled up the memory card." He looked at the scene and shook his head in amusement.

In front of the Quanxing Pavilion, people were already queuing to enter. Of course, participation in the auction wasn't unconditional. For wealthy merchants like those from overseas who already had business dealings with the Quan Family Chamber of Commerce, they only needed to register to receive an invitation.

Tourists and monks need to verify their capital before they can get an admission ticket. Those who have items to auction can enter smoothly with the admission ticket.

"Butler Xian actually came to greet us personally. We are truly flattered!"

As soon as several wealthy businessmen walked to the door, they saw the majestic figure next to the Chamber of Commerce guards and greeted him with surprise.

Quan Zhixian said with a gentle and enthusiastic look: "You are all partners of my Quan family, so it is only natural for me to greet you."

After inviting a few people in, he whispered to the guard beside him.

"Have all the people who sent the photos arrived yet? How many more are missing?"

The guard was stunned and glanced at the records on his hand. "Most of them are here, but, sir, some of the people who sent their photos won't be here. What are you asking about?"

Quan Zhixian naturally knew that those who did not come were mostly regular customers, as well as some big merchants on the island.

For their own safety, passing cultivators like alchemists would not choose to come and settle the payment afterwards.

"Let me see the records." He took a booklet from the guard and flipped through it to find the corresponding certificate record for [Foundation Establishment Pill].

"Didn't come? The auction is about to start." Quan Zhixian frowned, then relaxed. "That's right, the other party might have noticed something and changed his identity."

I was thinking about the people who came to the auction tonight, but I didn't find anything useful.

Just then, he noticed three monks walking towards him, talking and laughing.

With just a slight sense, he discovered that they were all foundation-building cultivators. If he felt right, their cultivation level was similar to his own.

Quan Zhixian did not dare to delay, and immediately cheered himself up and took the initiative to greet him.

He greeted, "I am Quan Zhixian, the steward of Quanxing Pavilion. Welcome to our pavilion. Do you have any credentials or invitations?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the attire of the three people and found a conspicuous flower pattern on the man and woman who looked similar.

"Another cultivator from [Hundred Flower Valley]!" His pupils shrank involuntarily, and he carefully examined the flower shape again, "A core disciple!"

He took the certificate handed to him and glanced at it. They were all ordinary capital verification certificates, so he handed them to the guard beside him for registration.

"These are people who have a real master, I hope they are not these two." Although he thought so, Quan Zhixian had already made up his mind to pay more attention to these two people.

With this kind of status, it would be more reasonable for him to be able to produce the top-grade [Foundation-Building Pill].

"Yes, there is another one." He shifted his gaze slightly and looked at him. "The spiritual robe he was wearing was of good quality, and he was familiar with these two people. He was probably also a cultivator from a major sect."

As for whether it was a target, he judged it was not, and the reason was very simple.

"This person has a domineering and arrogant aura, and looks like someone who is not easy to mess with. If it weren't for the Hundred Flowers cultivators around him, I would have thought he was from a demon sect."

After checking the credentials, the guard indicated that they were correct. Quan Zhixian immediately and politely invited the three of them in: "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please come in quickly. There will be someone to guide you inside."

After watching the three people go in and walk away, he waited for a moment. Seeing that it was already midnight, he waved towards the shadows.

A monk in black robes stepped out from among them, approached and saluted: "What else can I do for you, sir?"

"Commander Xiao, how are the arrangements for guarding the secret vault going?" Quan Zhixian nodded slightly to the black-robed monk, speaking in a commanding tone.

Commander Xiao, Quan Zhixiao, clenched his fists, but his expression was quite respectful: "Four teams will guard the external entrances and exits, and one team will be deployed in the inner field, waiting for your orders."

"Why are there only two teams? Team three and Team two who are back from rest?" Quan Zhixian asked with a frown, seeming dissatisfied with the arrangement.

Taking a deep breath, Quan Zhixiao forced himself to suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

He patiently explained, "Three more teams will be needed to escort the valuable auction items out of the warehouse in the second half of the day. Since the guards are scarce and it's late at night, I'll arrange for the second team to rest first and then take over when it's time to leave the warehouse."

Quan Zhixian had forgotten about the escort and was quite satisfied with the arrangement, but he didn't show any expression on his face and just nodded slightly.

"Quanxing Pavilion must be guarded well for me tonight. After the auction, no one is allowed to leave without my order." He gave the order in a serious tone.

"Understood!"

Neither of them noticed that the brazier lighting their heads suddenly shook slightly.

Nan Liansong looked at his sister who kept looking towards the entrance to the inner court, and whispered helplessly, "Can you be more reserved?"

"I'm already very reserved. If he were someone from the sect, I would have drugged him and carried him back to my room long ago." Nan Lianzhu glanced at him and said indifferently.

"This..." Nan Liansong couldn't help but hold his forehead.

I don't know when it started, but a custom has formed in [Baihua Valley] that if a female disciple in the sect falls in love with a male disciple of the same generation.

She can use any elixir, drug, or poison, as long as she doesn't kill the person and can control him and bring him back to her cave, the other party must become her Taoist partner.

This made the male disciples feel insecure, and they had to check whether anything had been tampered with before eating, drinking, defecating or urinating.

However, this time, it also further promoted the improvement of the abilities of the disciples.

"After all, he is a cultivator from the Demon Sect. It will be difficult for you two to have any success." Nan Liansong said earnestly.

With a "tsk" sound, Nan Lianzhu muttered, "The seeds haven't even been sown yet, what are you thinking about not having any fruit?"

"you……"

"Guangbai, here!"

Nan Lianzhu suddenly smiled and waved towards the distance.

Noticing her gesture, Tang Hao also waved his hand, walked over slowly, and sat down next to her.

At this time, a sixty-year-old man was standing at the auction table, making preparations for the opening.

"How is it? Did you send the photos successfully?" Nan Lianzhu pulled his sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Shaking his head, Tang Hao leaned slightly to the side and said, "It's still too late. That manager Quan Zhixian has already left."

"What a pity! Even though the [Water-Imperial Vase] has limited uses, it can still be sold at a good price in this boundless ocean." Nan Lianzhu looked quite regretful.

Nan Liansong on the side disagreed.

"Fellow Daoist Guangbai thinks the item worthy of auction is probably not a spiritual weapon. Could it be a magical treasure? If so, it's actually a good thing that it didn't go through the auction."

He still remembered Yan Ming's extravagance in the past.

Seeing his sister's confusion, Nan Liansong explained, "The auction was rushed and without any publicity, so even the best treasures would be hard to fetch a high price."

In response, Tang Hao smiled, which was considered as his agreement.

Anyway, they were all excuses, and he had no intention of really selling the [Water-Imperial Vase].

At the Quan family's New Year auction, the first half was mostly filled with bulk seafood, but there were also some low-level refining materials, spiritual medicines, and the like, all of which won by quantity.

The three of them were just watching the fun and had basically no intention of taking action.

After an hour and a half, the first half ended with a quarter-hour break in between.

After all, not all participants in the auction are monks, so we still have to take some care of mortals.

"Let's go up and see the scenery?" Nan Lianzhu stretched, showing off her beautiful curves.

Tang Hao had no objection, and Nan Liansong also agreed to do as he pleased.

When he reached the top floor, Nan Lianzhu looked at Tang Hao beside him and was stunned.

"Huh? You look much better."

She sniffed: "The smell of flesh and blood has become stronger, it smells good!"

"I'm almost recovered."

Tang Hao responded with a smile, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his smile.

His eyes fell on the small square between Quanxing Pavilion and the secret library, where there was an exquisitely shaped fountain.

At this moment, the spring water suddenly shook slightly.

(End of this chapter)