I was banned by the Revitalization event.

"By the way, Zhou Ming, have you ever met Qin Luo? He's the one with the immortal spirit body that's been all over the news lately." At the dinner table, a younger member of the Li family ate crab roe and asked him curiously.

I've only heard of Qin Luo by name, but never seen him in person.

Or is it a celestial body that can increase its cultivation level by drinking a sip of blood, or absorb spiritual energy by simply touching it?

In the spiritual practice circle.

This is arguably the biggest news of the year.

More importantly, that bastard seems to have become Jiang Qiaomiao's fiancé...

This circle is only so big.

Jiang Qiaomiao is a renowned beauty, and yet she was snatched away like this!

"Of course I know," Qin Luo said, taking a sip of tea.

"What does he look like? Can he really help people improve their cultivation?" Several people gathered around, looking curious.

Jiang Zhe also perked up his ears and listened secretly.

"He's quite handsome. I don't know how to describe him, but he's like a handsome man with bright eyes, outstanding temperament, and an otherworldly air... In short, he's a really nice person. He loves his family, likes small animals, and has a strong sense of justice."

Qin Luo pondered for a moment and then nodded.

That's all.

If you praise him any more, he'll get embarrassed.

Jiang Zhe: "..."

……

After having lunch and chatting with these younger people, Qin Luo managed to extract quite a bit of useful information.

This auction is divided into five parts.

The first day is for preparation, the second day is for auctioning spiritual artifacts, the third day is for auctioning spiritual herbs, the fourth day is for auctioning cultivation techniques, and the fifth day is for settling accounts and exchanging information, where each family will share some important information.

However, no matter what they sell, it has nothing to do with Qin Luo.

Because he had no money.

But Tang Yi was eagerly awaiting the rare and precious treasures. If she missed the auction, she would have to wait another year, so she definitely couldn't afford to delay.

in the afternoon.

Qin Luo then returned to his hotel room.

He lay down on the soft bed, closed his eyes, and awakened the threads in his consciousness.

Since I have no money, I have no choice but to borrow from others.

"Spiritual Arts - Eye".

In the darkness, an eye slowly opened hundreds of meters away.

It was a room with a layout similar to the hotel he was staying in. The Lian family's Taixu expert was covered with a blanket, with an incense burner on the bedside table. His breathing was steady, so he seemed to be asleep.

A few minutes later.

The Lian family patriarch suddenly opened his eyes, threw off the covers, and sat up.

"Why didn't I kill him with one blow!"

After sitting there in frustration for a while, the old man lay down again, covered himself with the blanket, and went back to sleep, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"..."

Judging from the current situation, there probably won't be any clues for the time being.

Qin Luo simply turned on the TV.

While watching SpongeBob SquarePants, he used his spiritual powers to monitor the situation, waiting for this powerful figure to meet with some suspicious person.

Time passed slowly.

It was almost five o'clock.

Finally, someone knocked on the door of the Lian family patriarch.

Qin Luo's spirits lifted.

I quickly put down the bag of potato chips in my hand and sat up straight.

There were two women dressed in purple. They didn't go inside; they just bowed at the door.

They said:

"Ancestor, all three magical treasures have been placed upstream."

"What about backup plans?"

The patriarch of the Lian family, leaning on his cane, slowly walked to the door, his voice imposing without anger. "Whether this succeeds or not is related to the financial aid from the United States in the next few years. I don't want to see any accidents that would implicate the Lian family."

"Of course we have a backup plan. The Five Poisons Sect is proficient in mechanisms, magical artifacts, and traps; no one can break our setup. Rest assured, Ancestor, you only need to hold off the Su family's Taixu expert for an hour, and leave the rest to us."

"The spoils of war?"

"Fifteen, when the Ancestor comes out of seclusion, he will certainly not treat you unfairly."

After exchanging a few more words, the two sides finalized their action plan from beginning to end to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, and set the time for taking action at eleven o'clock.

Qin Luo listened attentively, just like in a classroom.

Holding the notebook, I carefully wrote down every single word.

After writing.

Qin Luo leaned against the headboard, gently twirling his pen. As he looked at the words he had written, his mood gradually sank.

After the morning auction ends tomorrow, they will activate their magic weapon to poison the drinking water and kill as many of the cultivators participating in the auction as possible during lunchtime. After that, the Five Poisons Sect will take away all the auction items. The Lian family patriarch's task is to block the Taixu behind the Su family and delay their withdrawal.

In addition to the action plan, there are backup plans.

They had even planned their escape routes in advance: the Lian family evacuated to the United States, while the Five Poisons Cult fled to Japan.

Seizing the spoils of war is secondary.

Their primary objective was to slaughter the young cultivators attending the event...

Close the notebook.

Qin Luo closed his eyes and gently massaged his brow for a while.

It's the first day of the year.

No wonder that after the spiritual energy revival began in my previous life, Chinese cultivators started so late and faced such difficulties.

Despite having the oldest heritage, with a cultivation system even before the revival of spiritual energy and countless geniuses, China only accounts for two of the nine Grand Void Realm experts over the years, ranking last. As a result, countless cultivation resources have flowed to the West.

He let out a long sigh.

Qin Luo slowly opened his eyes and stared at the blank ceiling.

I'm a little angry.

……

"Qin Luo, dinner's ready."

evening.

Jiang Qiaomiao knocked on Qin Luo's door and took Qin Luo to the banquet.

However, when the door opened, Qin Luo was packing his suitcase. Upon seeing her, the young man simply took out a few small boxes and stuffed them into her hand before putting on his suit jacket.

Compared to the rigid and methodical Qin Luo.

Such a young man is less disciplined and more capable.

"Please list this for auction in a bit, for magical artifacts. Also, I need to go outside for a while."

"Where are you going?" The girl blinked.

"Minzhou should be back tomorrow," Qin Luo said casually, taking out a white jade mask from his pocket. The patterns on the jade surface shimmered slightly, like electricity.

It's simple to get things done.

The main problem is that you have to take the train both ways, which takes a lot of time...

It's too troublesome that someone at the Divine Transformation Realm can't fly.

Jiang Qiaomiao took a moment to process what Qin Luo was about to do and realized that he seemed to be planning something big.

She was stunned.

He immediately and instinctively grabbed Qin Luo's hand.

"No, an invitation can only be used once. If you leave, you won't be able to enter the Su Family Manor again tomorrow!"

"So strict?"

Qin Luo was a little surprised, and paused for a moment as he put on the mask.

“That’s the rule, and no one can be an exception,” Jiang Qiaomiao nodded vigorously and said very seriously.

The girl's eyes were clean and clear.

Qin Luo held the jade mask in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally pulled her hand away, took out his bank card and handed it to her, then held her hand tightly.

"Sorry, I can't be your shield anymore. When the medicinal herbs are auctioned off the day after tomorrow, use the money on this to buy as much as you can. Please."

This is the last chance...

Perhaps they will flee China tonight.

Looking at the boy's determination.

Jiang Qiaomiao wanted to say something, but in the end she protected the bank card against her ample chest and gently pursed her lips.

"Is what you're doing really that important?"

"Actually, it's not that important... It probably means nothing to you, and it's quite cruel."

Qin Luo sighed, scratched his head, smiled, and put on the white jade mask. He watched as the cyan electric hammer coalesced in his hand, crackling with electricity.

He said in a low voice, "...I still can't let it go."