I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

call out!

As soon as Shen Yujiao finished speaking, a dark shadow behind her shot out like an arrow, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

A fierce gust of wind rushed towards us!

This person's cultivation level was already that of a ninth-grade martial artist!

In the blink of an eye, he had already closed in on Chu Feng, his five fingers joined together into a claw, the fingertips flashing with a chilling light, aiming straight for Chu Feng's face.

If that claw lands firmly, half of Chu Feng's face will likely be ruined.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Fatty Wang turned pale with fright and gasped in shock.

At this moment, the guests at the auction all gasped in shock, thinking to themselves how ruthless the eldest daughter of the Duke of Shen's mansion was!

A cold smile played on Shen Yujiao's lips, while Shen Yufeng's eyes were filled with venom, as if he could already see Chu Feng's mangled and bloody state.

However, the next second.

The expressions on the siblings' faces froze instantly.

Just as the ninth-rank expert, Ah Lang, rushed in front of Chu Feng, before his sharp claws could fall, a cold glint suddenly appeared before his eyes.

puff!

Suddenly, Ah Lang's eyes widened, and a thin line of blood quietly appeared at his throat, then suddenly burst open, shooting out a jet of blood!

Before the ferocity and astonishment on his face had faded, his body fell straight backward.

boom.

The sound of the corpse hitting the ground was particularly jarring in the deathly silent third-floor hall.

Only then did everyone realize that, without them noticing, the quiet and aloof woman who had been following Chu Feng all along was now standing in front of him.

She held an antique-style dagger in her hand, a drop of blood slowly sliding down its tip, falling to the ground with a soft thud.

The entire room fell silent.

Shen Yujiao and her brother Shen Yufeng felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"No...it's impossible..."

Shen Yujiao stared intently at Ah Lang's corpse, her delicate body trembling slightly.

This Ah Lang is the captain of the guards of the Duke of Shen's mansion, a peak ninth-grade expert, a figure who ranks among the top in the entire capital, and is only one step away from the innate realm!

How could it be... that he could be instantly defeated by a girl who looks no older than a teenager?

"Such swift movement! Such ruthless methods!"

"I didn't even see how she made her move!"

"Could this woman be... a Xiantian martial artist?"

Among the guests present were many martial arts masters, and at this moment, they looked at Leng Yue with deep fear in their eyes.

Chu Feng pushed aside Leng Yue, who was blocking his way, and walked step by step towards Shen Yujiao, a playful smile on his face: "You want to disfigure me, huh?"

"What...what do you want to do?"

Shen Yujiao felt uneasy under Chu Feng's gaze and subconsciously took a step back.

Chu Feng was too lazy to waste words. He suddenly reached out, his five fingers turning into a claw, and a sharp gust of wind descended upon him!

Although his cultivation level was lacking, he had mastered the aura of this move perfectly!

Just as Shen Yujiao was terrified, a deep, aged voice sounded behind her.

"Your Highness, that's too much!"

Before she could finish speaking, a hunched old man appeared like a ghost in front of Shen Yujiao, his withered hand, as thin as a chicken claw, reaching out to Chu Feng.

This seemingly light palm strike instantly made Chu Feng feel a terrifying pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down on him, causing him to catch his breath.

Bang!

At the critical moment, Leng Yue made her move again, her slender hand colliding with the old man's withered hand, producing a dull, drum-like thud.

An invisible wave of air spread out, causing the surrounding tables and chairs to sway slightly.

Leng Yue and the old man each took a step back.

At this moment, Shen Yujiao looked shaken, beads of cold sweat forming on her forehead. She looked at the old man in front of her and asked in surprise, "Old Xu, what brings you here?"

This old man was none other than the Grandmaster-level expert secretly worshipped by the Duke of Shen's mansion!

"The Duke was worried and sent this old servant to secretly follow Miss and Young Master," Old Xu said, bowing. His cloudy old eyes were fixed on Leng Yue, his expression solemn.

"A Grandmaster-level expert..."

Chu Feng's expression hardened as he stared at Old Xu.

This was the first time he had truly felt the terror of a Grandmaster-level expert; the oppressive aura left him utterly powerless to resist.

If Leng Yue hadn't intervened in time, he would likely have been either dead or crippled.

In his past life as the King of the Underworld, he always controlled the life and death of others, and he did not like the feeling of having his life and death controlled by others.

"It seems I need to improve my cultivation level as soon as possible," Chu Feng thought to himself.

"Your Highness, should we kill him?"

At this moment, Leng Yue looked at Chu Feng and asked.

Upon hearing this, Old Xu's muscles tensed up immediately, as if facing a formidable enemy.

After that palm strike, he realized that the little girl in front of him was definitely no less powerful than him!

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, please give this old man some face!"

Before Chu Feng could speak, Xue Wansan, the manager of Yanyu Pavilion, approached with a beaming smile, trying to smooth things over, "The auction is about to begin. Whatever grudges you have, why not wait until after the auction? Don't miss out on these rare treasures!"

"No need." Chu Feng glanced at Old Xu, his gaze finally settling on Shen Yujiao's beautiful face, which was filled with shock and anger. "I will kill him myself."

"And you!"

After saying that, he led Leng Yue and Fatty Wang directly into the auction hall.

"Damn bastard!"

Shen Yujiao trembled with anger, her eyes flashing with resentment.

"Big sister, this good-for-nothing is too arrogant! Just because he has a skilled guard, he doesn't take our Duke Shen's mansion seriously at all!" Shen Yufeng gritted her teeth.

Old Master Xu said in a deep voice, "Miss, that woman's strength is unfathomable. This old servant is not confident of victory."

"He's just a piece of trash. So what if he's protected by experts?" Shen Yujiao sneered. "In the capital, there are plenty of ways to kill him!"

……

The auction hall was already packed.

Soon, a woman dressed in a tight-fitting cheongsam that perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure walked gracefully onto the auction stage.

She has a classic foxy face, and her eyes exude a natural allure.

The moment this woman appeared, many wealthy young men with poor self-control stared at her intently.

"Wow, so sexy!" Chu Feng couldn't help but mutter a comment.

"Good evening, distinguished guests. I am Ya Fei, the auctioneer for tonight. Thank you all for coming."

The woman parted her red lips slightly, her voice sweet and seductive, making one's bones feel light.

"With such a vixen in charge, the bidding will surely turn into a bloodbath later. This Misty Rain Pavilion really knows how to do business." Chu Feng stroked his chin and chuckled.

"Your Highness, if I could sleep with this woman for one night, I... I would die happy!" Fatty Wang next to him was practically drooling.

Chu Feng slapped him on the back of the head: "You're spineless!"

Next, each item was presented in an enticing manner by Ya Fei, eliciting a cacophony of bids from the audience.

However, Chu Feng didn't care about any of these things.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item in this auction is somewhat special."

Ya Fei smiled mysteriously and lifted the red cloth in front of her.

A broken sword, entirely black and only about a foot long, appeared before everyone.

"A broken sword?"

"What's going on? Selling a broken sword? Do you think we're junk collectors?"

A murmur of discussion and laughter immediately erupted in the room, and everyone's faces were filled with disdain.

However, Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly the moment he saw the sword.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that this broken sword was not simple.

Just then, the enchantress's languid and alluring voice echoed in his mind.

"Kid, take this broken sword. It'll be very useful to you."