Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

More than half an hour later.

The Porsche slowly drove off the highway and turned onto a quiet mountain road.

A red lantern hangs every ten steps along both sides of the mountain path, which looks somewhat eerie.

At the end of the road, a magnificent manor nestled against the mountain and beside the water suddenly appeared.

"We've arrived at Yujing Villa."

Li Jing said softly.

By this time, the manor gates were already filled with luxury cars.

Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, and Maybachs are everywhere, and most of their license plates bear the logo of the provincial capital.

The car door opened, and Li Jing got out first.

Although she was dressed smartly tonight, the stunning curves outlined by her tight leather outfit, combined with her pretty face, still instantly attracted countless eyes.

"Isn't that the second young lady of the Li family in Mencheng?"

"Why did she drive herself?"

Who's sitting in the passenger seat?

"You look unfamiliar. Could you be some young master from the provincial capital?"

Amidst the whispers of those around them,

Wu Fan pushed open the car door and slowly got out.

He was wearing a simple black trench coat, and his black hair was a little messy.

This ordinary attire stood out somewhat from the group of richly dressed members of a prominent family.

Li Jing walked quickly to Wu Fan's side and generously took his arm.

Her full, soft breasts pressed almost imperceptibly against Wu Fan's arm, immediately eliciting a chorus of sighs.

"Holy crap, who's that guy? Li Jing actually took his arm?"

"When did such a person emerge from Mencheng?"

"He looks completely ordinary, without even a trace of internal energy fluctuation. Could he be just an ordinary person?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down. The Li family recently swallowed up the Zhao family and is at the height of their power. Don't bring trouble upon yourselves."

Despite the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes around him, Wu Fan remained calm.

"Senior, let's go inside."

Li Jing lowered her voice and breathed softly into Wu Fan's ear.

"Let's go."

Wu Fan took a step forward, and led by Li Jing, slowly walked towards the magnificent golden gate of the manor.

At the main gate of the resort, four guards dressed in black suits stood guard.

These four individuals were brimming with the energy of the sun, their eyes gleaming with a sharp light; they were all martial artists at the late stage of the Profound Realm!

Using a late-stage Xuan-level martial artist as a watchdog—the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce's scale is indeed much larger than that of the Mencheng aristocratic families.

Please show me the invitation letter.

The lead guard extended his hand expressionlessly.

Li Jing took out the dark gold invitation from her handbag and handed it over.

The guard took the invitation and examined it carefully, then glanced at Wu Fan, his brow furrowing slightly. But ultimately, he stepped aside and said coldly:

"Miss Li, please come in."

"However, you should know the rules: private fights are prohibited inside the auction hall."

"Otherwise, it would be a provocation against the authority of the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce."

This warning was very strong and was clearly aimed at Wu Fan.

In their eyes, Wu Fan, an ordinary person with no internal energy, was hardly a distinguished guest attending the auction.

Wu Fan ignored him and strode inside.

After walking through the long corridor, you are greeted by a lavishly decorated lobby.

The auction hall was enormous, spanning two floors.

At this moment, no fewer than a hundred people were already seated in the hall, and many skilled martial arts experts were talking hurriedly.

"Senior, our seats are in a private room on the second floor. It has a good view and is quiet."

Li Jing led the way while speaking softly.

However, before they even reached the top of the stairs, a strange, sarcastic voice suddenly came from behind them:

"Oh, isn't this Li Jing?"

"What, is this run-down place, Gate City, deserted?"

"You actually brought such a beggar-like piece of trash to the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce auction?"

Upon hearing this sarcastic and mocking remark, Li Jing's grip on Wu Fan's arm stiffened slightly.

She frowned slightly and turned her head to look. She saw a young man dressed in a shabby manner, surrounded by several bodyguards, swaggering over.

Zhou Yuan, the eldest son of the Zhou family.

The heir to the Zhou family, a second-rate aristocratic family in the capital city of Jiangnan Province.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan was staring greedily at Li Jing.

Today, Li Jing wore a pure black tight-fitting leather outfit, the highly elastic leather wrapping her already hot body in a shapely way.

The zipper of the leather jacket was slightly lowered, revealing a glimpse of dazzling white skin and an alluring cleavage.

With each breath, her stunningly round breasts rose and fell, so full they seemed about to burst through her leather jacket.

Especially since she was pressing her alluring breasts tightly against Wu Fan's arm, her entire arm sinking into that warm softness.

This visually striking scene drove Zhou Yuan mad with jealousy.

"Zhou Yuan, watch your mouth!"

Li Jing's pretty face turned cold, showing a hint of disgust.

"Who I bring is none of your business!"

"Heh, Li Jing, I'm doing this for your own good."

Zhou Yuan chuckled, pointed at Wu Fan, and spat out a mouthful of disdain:

"Look at this kid, does he even have two hundred yuan on him?"

"And he didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of internal energy; he's clearly just an ordinary ant with no background!"

"You, the dignified second young lady of the Li family, have actually stooped so low as to associate with beggars like this?"

"If word gets out, the Li family will look bad!"

"Mencheng really is a rural place; even the second young lady of the Li family has started picking up trash, hahaha!"

The young masters behind Zhou Yuan also joined in the laughter, their eyes filled with contempt.

In their eyes, the powerful families of the provincial capital were high and mighty, and crushing a nobody from the city was no different than crushing an ant.

Upon hearing these words, Li Jing silently released her grip on Wu Fan's arm.

She obediently retreated behind Wu Fan, giving him space to make his move.

"You retreated pretty quickly. What, are you afraid I'll teach you a lesson too?"

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan assumed that Li Jing was scared and immediately laughed triumphantly.

He raised his chin, glanced sideways at Wu Fan, and condescendingly reprimanded him:

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, kneel down right now, kowtow three times, and then crawl out of here!"

"Otherwise, I'll break your legs today and throw you into the mountains to feed the dogs!"

"Noisy."

Wu Fan remained calm.

"Damn it, you're asking for it!"

Zhou Yuan's face darkened, and he abruptly waved his hand:

"Ah Biao, cripple him! Break all his limbs, let him know what respect is!"

"Yes, young master!"

A burly, composed middle-aged bodyguard immediately stepped forward.

His peak Xuan-level aura was on full display, making the young masters behind him unable to open their eyes.

"Kid, be more careful next time. Some people are just not worth messing with!"