In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Auctioning Weapons

A rustling sound came from the woods, and suddenly two heads emerged from behind a rock about half a person's height.

"Old Lu, take your hands off me, let me see!" Ye Fan's head was covered with a broad leaf, and his eyes were being tightly covered by Lu Yao's hands.

Lu Yao used a lot of strength to press Ye Fan down firmly.

Damn, this bastard is incredibly strong. If he advances another one or two minor realms, he might be able to smash a cultivator from the Dao Palace Secret Realm to death with his fists.

Afraid of disturbing the fairy bathing in the pool, Lü Yao whispered, "What are you looking at? Peeping at a fairy bathing is something only a lecherous thief would do!"

"How could you watch that?!" Ye Fan protested, peeping at a fairy taking a bath! He used to only see this kind of scene on TV.

He's still young, only twelve years old, which is the perfect age for him to do this kind of thing.

"That's all your fault! I told you long ago that those small formations were not right and were definitely not naturally formed, but you still came over! Did I want to see them? I accidentally got too close and can't get out without keeping my eyes open, but you are absolutely not allowed to see them."

Lu Yao gritted his teeth. If this got out, what would become of his reputation?

Is the future Lü Daozu a lecherous thief who peeps at women bathing?

Moreover, if my eldest daughter finds out that I took her brother to peep at women taking a bath, will she kill me with a divine lightning strike?

Ye Fan can seduce women himself—An Miaoyi, Ji Ziyue, or the demon under Yan Ruyu's command, it's all his business—but it can't be me, who is loyal to the Empress, leading them.

Will I ever be able to see the Empress again? I feel so guilty!

Thinking of this, Lü Yao became even more determined not to lead Ye Fan astray. He used one hand to pry open Ye Fan's eyes and the other hand to press his head down.

Finally, Ye Fan was suppressed by him with one hand.

"Don't move." Lü Yao was impatient. He wanted to see if the woman in the pool was pretty, and then he would take Ye Fan away.

He wasn't a lecher, but with such a beautiful view before him, how could he not appreciate it?

He was only thirteen years old.

Just one look. I've never had this opportunity before. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

Just one look... just one look...

Lu Yao cautiously looked at the pool. Wisps of smoke rose, the water rippled, and clusters of flowers bloomed in vibrant colors.

On a rock not far from the two of them, there was a red dress and a plain white undergarment, among other things.

There was also a golden mask that could cover half of one's face, radiating a soft glow; it was clearly a magical artifact.

In the center of the pool was a flawless white back, like white jade, crystal clear and flawless, with fluffy and soft black hair, each strand light and graceful.

Her lower body was submerged in water and couldn't be seen clearly, but her waist was slender and she had two dimples.

Even without seeing her face, Lü Yao knew that this woman was an absolute beauty, no less so than Weiwei and the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang.

After reading it, Lü Yao slowly relaxed his hold on Ye Fan, preparing to take him away.

Unlike Ye Fan, he couldn't come up with the story of the Supreme Emperor's Shield.

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred. Lü Yao felt as if he had been struck on the head between his thighs, and a sharp pain immediately followed.

"Uh!"

A painful groan came from the bushes, and the woman in the water immediately submerged her upper body and turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.

Her arms were like mutton fat jade, her hands like scallion roots, and her fingernails were crystal clear, tightly covering her chest.

"who!"

The woman's startled shout jolted Ye Fan, who was rubbing his head, and he tried to turn around to look at the pool.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here!" Lü Yao grabbed Ye Fan and shoved him into his gourd.

Then it transformed into a white rainbow, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the horizon!

The woman only saw the voyeur's back as he flew away; she didn't see his face or remember any fluctuations in his consciousness.

She stood up from the water without expression, walked to the shore, and with a wave of her hand, her plain white dress flew up and she put it on.

He picked up the golden mask with one hand and put it on his face, covering his right cheek.

"Humph."

The woman didn't chase after him; the lecherous thief was extremely fast, and it would be too late for her to catch up now.

Then it transformed into a streak of crimson light and left the valley.

"Ye Fan, what are you doing?!" Outside the City of a Hundred Flowers, Lü Yao gritted his teeth, nearly crippling himself.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Old Lu, I'm going to kill you."

"Er..."

It was indeed a mistake on Lü Yao's part; he stuffed Ye Fan into the wrong place, which was rather insulting.

"It was my fault. Luckily I ran fast and wasn't caught on the spot." Lü Yao was relieved, as he almost ruined his reputation.

"Old Lu, did you see what that fairy looks like?" Ye Fan's eyes darted around, and the topic returned.

Lu Yao recalled that face in his mind and nodded: "I saw it."

"Isn't it beautiful?"

“Beautiful, but not beautiful…” Lu Yao recalled the face he had seen and couldn’t say for sure.

"Do you have a bachelor's degree? Did you bribe the principal?"

Seeing that Lü Yao couldn't explain himself clearly, Ye Fan immediately questioned his academic qualifications.

How dare you question my educational background?

"Go!" When Lü Yao heard Ye Fan question his academic credentials, he unleashed his divine power, restraining Ye Fan and kicking him away, sending Ye Fan tumbling in a 36-style "Wild Goose Descending on Sand" motion.

"boom!"

Ye Fan swallowed a mouthful of dirt face down.

"Hurry up, let's go into the city and find an auction house to sell all the spirit weapons."

Lü Yao ignored Ye Fan and went straight into the city.

Emperor Ye still needs to be disciplined... no... needs to be tempered. As the old saying goes, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

"Wait for me!" Ye Fan's voice came from behind, and he quickly caught up.

Where should we auction off spirit weapons?

The streets were bustling, with cultivators thronging the streets and vendors hawking their wares. While it couldn't compare to the divine city of the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, it was much larger and more prosperous than the great city of the Yan Kingdom.

"The largest auction house in Hundred Flowers City is Hundred Flowers Palace, backed by the Hundred Flowers Sect, one of the Hundred Sects of Central Plains. I've heard it has a good reputation." Lü Yao walked along the bluestone street, looking at the shops on both sides with great interest.

Unfortunately, his majestic black tiger mount was lost in the mountains again.

Scattered across the sky are floating palaces, the largest of which is the Hundred Flowers Palace.

"Understood, we'll go to the biggest one." Ye Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"No, we're going to White Deer Pavilion."

"Huh?" Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

"White Deer Pavilion is a small auction house in the city. It only has one Dragon Transformation cultivator behind it. It is not strong enough and usually picks up things from the cracks in Hundred Flowers Pavilion's hands."

These weapons aren't high-level, but the materials are all good. After being reforged, they can be upgraded to a higher level. With the pressure from Hundred Flowers Pavilion, White Deer Pavilion can offer a higher price.

Most importantly, if White Deer Pavilion becomes greedy, I have the power to take you away.

During his few days in Hundred Flowers City, Lü Yao didn't just focus on cultivation like Ye Fan; he had already thoroughly investigated the forces on the northern slopes of the Qinling Mountains.

Ye Fan suddenly realized.

About half an hour later, the two emerged from a suspended palace, with an old man in brocade robes smiling as he saw them off.

"If you two distinguished guests have any more high-quality divine treasures, you are welcome to come again anytime. White Deer Pavilion always welcomes you."

Lü Yao and Ye Fan chose to sell directly instead of consigning, showing that Bailu Pavilion had indeed gone to great lengths to compete for this batch of high-quality weapons.

“If there are any more good items, we will naturally come to Bailu Pavilion,” Lü Yao said.

The two then left, intending to find an inn to rent a courtyard for a period of seclusion and cultivation.

After the two figures disappeared, the manager of Bailu Pavilion turned around to return to Tianque, but was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Manager Liu, what did those two sell?"

"It's Young Master Han Li!" Manager Liu exclaimed with delight upon seeing the newcomer, "You're back!"

This is the only son of the White Deer Pavilion's owner. Last year, he joined the outer sect of a secluded sect in the Qinling Mountains and was highly regarded. He will soon be promoted to the inner sect.

The reclusive sect called "Qin Sect" was no weaker than the Hundred Flowers Sect, and had a powerful figure in charge, which gave the White Deer Pavilion a strong backer.

"They auctioned nearly a hundred spirit weapons, which were of very high quality."

Then, the steward whispered, "When that young man took out his spiritual weapon, he also took out a purple gourd. The pavilion master said it looked a bit like the legendary Star River Sand, but unfortunately he was unwilling to sell it."

If it truly is such a divine object, even if it isn't sold to the White Deer Pavilion, consigning it here would greatly enhance the White Deer Pavilion's reputation.

(Seeking help: Can a low-level cultivator like those at the Sea of ​​Wheels or the Dao Palace generate a wisp of Imperial Might or Saintly Might? Can they withstand the energy consumption of an Imperial Weapon or Saintly Weapon? Imperial Weapons don't require energy to revive autonomously, but they still consume energy. How many times can an Imperial Weapon's energy be consumed? If a Celestial 1 and a Celestial 2 wield Imperial Weapons or Saintly Weapons and clash, will the Celestial 1 be reduced to a bloody pulp? What would the outcome be?)

Chapter Thirty-Five: Qin Clan Disciples

"Star River Sand? Are you sure?" Han Li's eyes flashed with greed when he heard about such a treasure.

The elders and supreme elders of the Qin Clan rarely possess such treasures.

"Hmm..." Manager Liu pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I'm not very confident, after all, White Deer Pavilion has a weak foundation, and many treasures are hard to find."

Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Those nearly one hundred ancient spirit weapons have almost exchanged for most of the White Deer Pavilion's source stone reserves. If it weren't for the Pavilion Master's discerning eye, I wouldn't have dared to accept them."