On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

More than an hour later.

Sai Luoli led everyone to set up the Four Symbols Formation.

"That's about enough, the sun should be setting."

Ye Fan slowly stood up: "You all go and stay with Aotian Gang."

"No, I have to stay!" Xiao Yafei gritted her teeth, grabbing Ye Fan's hand. "Xiao Fan, I can't let you risk your life alone!"

Consort Xiao Rong did not speak, but her eyes were firm!

Ye Fan shook his head helplessly: "Sister Rongfei, Sister Yafei, I have a way to avoid death, do you have one too?"

The two were stunned and looked at each other.

Although they had already guessed some of it, they dared not ask, fearing that they would expose Ye Fan's secret.

Xiao Yafei wanted to say more, "But..."

Consort Xiao Rong immediately pulled her away!

"Qin Ren, let's go."

"Yes, Master!"

Qin Ren bowed respectfully, then turned and left.

"Nongyue, Nongyu, what are you standing there for? Go and wait at Aotian's place! Prepare breakfast and bathwater for the young master tomorrow morning," Ye Fan ordered.

"Yes, young master..."

Hua Nongyue and Hua Nongyu left reluctantly, turning back every few steps.

In the end, only Seroli remained at the scene.

"You slut, what are you looking at? Aren't you leaving?"

Ye Fan glanced at Sai Luoli helplessly.

Sailuoli bit her red lips, her beautiful eyes welling with tears: "I want to fight alongside you!"

Ye Fan shook his head with a smile: "Don't be silly, if you stay, you'll only hold me back."

"Hurry up!"

Ye Fan walked over and slapped her plump buttocks, which stung painfully.

But Sai Luoli chuckled, "You just wait! If you don't die, I'll definitely eat you up!"

She rushed forward and hugged Ye Fan tightly!

She bit his lip hard!

Instantly separate!

"Awoo! Awoo!"

Just then, a sound came from below, and something was tugging at Ye Fan's trouser leg.

"Oh, it's a little white tiger."

Ye Fan squatted down and hugged the little white tiger in his arms: "Little guy, I almost forgot about you."

He rubbed her buttocks hard with both hands a few times.

"Luo Li, take it with you too."

"Um."

Sai Luoli held the little white tiger, took one last look at Ye Fan, and disappeared from sight.

Ye Fan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sunset; the sun would soon be setting.

"Hehe! Master, it seems that tonight, the name of the God of Slaughter will once again resound throughout the entire Central Continent!" Ye Fan grinned.

……

At the same time.

Inside the Crimson Merchant Guild's exclusive black and gold building.

At the very top, the blood-robed elder stood with his hands behind his back, followed by a dozen elders and over a hundred managers, all with solemn expressions.

"Heh heh heh! Ye Fan, you actually dare to challenge our Crimson Merchant Guild?"

"Little thing! We were negligent before and didn't figure out your true strength. Now we know everything! The moment the sun sets will be the day of your death, Ye Fan!" The red-robed elder stood in front of the window.

Staring intently in the direction of the world's number one auction house, his aged eyes were filled with terrifying killing intent.

"Is everyone ready?"

A hunchbacked old man stepped forward: "Reporting to the Grand Elder, everything is ready!"

At this time.

The sun slowly sets!

The red-robed elder uttered, "Make your move! Kill Ye Fan and bring back his treasure chest."

……

Darkness descends upon the divine city.

On one side of the street outside the World's Number One Auction House, there is a brightly lit and bustling safe zone! On the other side, there is the World's Number One Auction House, shrouded in deathly silence and darkness!

Countless eyes, filled with greed, curiosity, or schadenfreude, were focused on the world's premier auction house.

"Hmph! That brat Ye Fan really thinks he's invincible? Tonight is his death day!"

"I heard he chased everyone away, leaving himself alone in the auction house! Did he know he was doomed, so he thought it best to die alone?"

"Heh! Once Ye Fan dies, everyone else will be expelled from the Divine City and won't survive either!"

"That treasure chest was full of storage rings! Ye Fan's resources probably all came from there! Whoever gets the treasure chest tonight will rise to the top!"

In the darkness, greedy voices echoed continuously.

People from the five ancient clans and five major chambers of commerce in Zhongzhou were all watching from the restaurant on the next street.

Ji Muyang stood by the window of the private room, his brows furrowed, staring intently in the direction of the World's Number One Auction House: "Uncle, do you think this kid can hold out until tonight?"

Emperor Ji Zhonghuang remained calm: "Alright."

"Impossible..." Ji Muyang opened his mouth.

Emperor Ji frowned: "I have a feeling this boy will end the Blood Crimson Merchant Guild's reign as the Nine-Crown King!"

"what?"

Ji Muyang was completely stunned.

……

Inside another private room.

Su Muzhe frowned deeply: "Luo Li, if Ye Fan survives tonight, my mission will have failed..."

"Wanbaolou will definitely not let me off!"

……

Inside the Jiang family's private room.

Jiang Fuyao and Su Wan stood nervously by the window, staring at the pitch-black World's Number One Auction House.

"Mother, can Ye Fan... do it?" The moonlight fell, and Jiang Fuyao's pretty face turned pale.

Su Wan's brows were furrowed, a frown that hadn't eased since the afternoon: "Sigh, all of this depends on Xiao Fan himself."

"Whether he lives or dies, no one can help him..."

……

On the next street, in a casino, in a private room on the top floor.

Wu Yingxiong, Song Jianfeng, Wang Mei, Wei Ziqing, and Wan Chongshan all had solemn expressions on their faces!

Two full hours passed, and the five of them didn't utter a single word.

It was eerily quiet!

The fabric shop next to the casino was bought by the Tantai family. Tantai Shengni and Tantai Feixuan looked out at the world's number one auction house from the most open high platform!

Hundreds of meters away.

On top of a pagoda, Wang Teng sat cross-legged, his pupils gleaming in the darkness!

He stared coldly in the direction of the world's number one auction house!

"Ye Fan, if you die tonight, it will be your good fortune!"

"If you don't die, what awaits you is an even more terrifying revenge from me, Wang Teng!"

……

The buildings surrounding the World's No. 1 Auction House were brightly lit.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people!

Only the Aotian Gang, located opposite the world's number one auction house, remained completely silent.

Ye Fan had specifically instructed that no one should come out before dawn, regardless of any disturbance.

"Look, someone can't wait any longer!"

In the darkness, someone shouted.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Dozens of figures, like ghosts, rushed out of the darkness and headed straight for the gate of the world's number one auction house.

"The first one to rush in and grab the treasure chest is ours!"

"Haha, fortune favors the bold!"

The group kicked open the door and rushed inside.

The main hall of the auction house was completely empty.

"They're behind, let's go!"

The group continued onward and arrived at the plaza in the backyard.

A figure sat in the darkness, with a metal box beside him.

It was Ye Fan and the treasure chest.

Besides, there was an object on the ground in front of Ye Fan, completely covered by a red cloth, and it was unknown what it was!

"Ye Fan!"

The leader, a scarred-faced martial master, grinned maliciously: "Just you alone? Did your sisters all abandon you and run away?"

"Hahaha, how pitiful!"

Another man chimed in, his eyes fixed on the treasure chest: "Kid, if you know what's good for you, hand over the treasure chest, and we might leave you a decent corpse!"

Ye Fan said calmly, "Want it? Just come and get it yourself."

"However, I would like to remind everyone of something."

"Anyone who sets foot in the world's premier auction house tonight will die!"

"Still talking tough even when you're about to die!" The scarred martial master completely lost his patience and roared, "Everyone, attack together! Kill him and take the treasure chest!"

Dozens of Martial Grandmasters headed straight for Ye Fan!

Ye Fan suddenly ripped the red cloth in front of him!

A bizarre object with a peculiar shape, composed of countless metal components and featuring six jet-black pipes, suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes!

"What is this?"

Everyone was stunned; they had never seen such a strange thing before.

Ye Fan smiled: "Its name is beautiful, it's called Gatling!"

"Two hundred bullets per second, designed specifically for the Martial Sect."

"You are blessed!"