Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After selling the snake gall, Jun Wuxie's bronze VIP card was upgraded to a silver VIP card, and the funds inside increased by ten million.

With this money, he had full confidence in bidding for the Heqi Fruit.

"Steward Su, are there any entry requirements for the Tianjing Tower auction?"

He wanted to understand as much detail as possible, after all, this was Phoenix Sky City, not Qingyang City, and some rules might be different.

"For ordinary auctions, you can enter directly after the fund verification, but this auction at Tianjing Tower is quite special, and it's something I didn't make clear to Young Master Jun before."

"What's different?"

"The difference is that ordinary auctions are held in the Tianjing Tower's auction hall, while the upcoming auction will be held on the Tianjing Tower's spirit boat."

"Is there any special purpose for holding the auction on a spirit boat?"

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised. Since Tianjing Tower had an auction venue, wouldn't it be redundant to hold it on a spirit boat?

"This is one of the two traditional auction methods of Tianjing Tower, called the Spirit Boat Auction, held on the spirit boat from Phoenix Sky City to the capital, which can attract more powerful bidders from other cities."

"Tomorrow morning, the spirit boat will set sail. Before the auction, the spirit boat will pass through dozens of cities of the same level as Phoenix Sky City."

"I understand," Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "I'm going to the capital, and I need to take the spirit boat anyway."

"Young Master is going to the capital?" Su Lan's eyes lit up slightly, and she said with a smile, "If Young Master has any fourth-order resources to sell in the future, be sure to come to me."

Jun Wuxie nodded: "Don't worry, there will definitely be resources."

Seeing that he said it so confidently, Su Lan was overjoyed and immediately stood up and said, "I'm about to take office in the capital, would Young Master Jun like to travel with me?"

"Of course."

Jun Wuxie and Su Lan walked out of Jubaozhai side by side. As soon as they left the hall, a group of people walked towards them.

The leader was a young man of about twenty years old, with a haughty air and arrogance between his eyebrows.

"Stop!"

The young man put his hands behind his back and sized up Jun Wuxie coldly. When he saw Steward Su Lan beside him, a flash of surprise and anger flashed in his eyes.

This country bumpkin, dressed so raggedly, is actually walking side by side with Jubaozhai's Steward Su?

What virtue and ability does he have?

In this Phoenix Sky City, Wen Zixu could be considered someone. As the young master of the Wen family, his identity alone was extremely noble, but he had never been treated like this by Jubaozhai's steward.

"I heard you took my parking space?"

The young man had a sneer on his lips and a murderous look in his eyes.

Jun Wuxie was slightly startled, and then he saw two young men with broken legs lying on the ground behind the young man. Weren't they the two guards?

Then the arrogant and domineering guy in front of him should be the young master of the Wen family.

"Either get out, or kneel."

Jun Wuxie looked at Wen Zixu calmly, but the words he said made his face turn ashen instantly.

"Country bumpkin, what did you say?" Wen Zixu couldn't believe his ears. In this Phoenix Sky City, who would dare to talk to him like this? Did he have a death wish?

"Do you know who I am? In this Phoenix Sky City, anyone who dares to talk to me like this has grass two meters high on their grave!" He looked slightly ferocious and said to the people behind him, "Kill him for me, let him know that Young Master's prestige cannot be offended!"

"Hey, ignorant brat."

Two middle-aged men behind Wen Zixu stepped forward to attack.

With two loud bangs.

They flew out as soon as they reached Jun Wuxie, their bones broken and tendons fractured, their dantian shattered, hugging their abdomens and writhing on the ground, screaming incessantly.

"You're courting death!"

Wen Zixu's face changed drastically, and he burst up, slamming a palm over, his true energy surging like waves.

Surging Wave Palm!

Wen family martial skill, one-star high grade!

However, the seemingly fierce palm force impacted Jun Wuxie's body and was instantly shattered by his physical blood energy.

At the same time, a palm glowing with a faint golden light slapped Wen Zixu's face.

Wen Zixu flew out, fell heavily to the ground, his face cracked, his mouth full of blood, and his molars were knocked out.

The movement here alarmed the people entering and leaving Jubaozhai, and they gathered around one after another.

Someone actually dared to beat Wen Zixu like this?

Everyone was shocked.

Wen Zixu was the young master of the Wen family, one of the four major families in Phoenix Sky City. He was usually arrogant and extremely strong, and had never been at a disadvantage. This time, he had hit a brick wall.

"You...you dare to slap my face?!"

Wen Zixu was almost stunned, scrambling to his feet, trembling with anger, his face twisted, and his eyes bloodshot.

Jun Wuxie was expressionless, stepped in front of Wen Zixu, raised his hand and suppressed him with a slap.

Wen Zixu roared, using martial skills to counterattack, but he couldn't shake the palm, and watched helplessly as it pressed down.

With a bang.

He couldn't bear the pressure of the palm, his body bent, the veins on his neck and face burst, his legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground, smashing two deep pits in the bluestone ground, his kneecaps shattered, and he screamed in pain.

"I said, either get out, or kneel. You insisted on choosing the latter. You're really cheap."

Jun Wuxie's faint words were like knives piercing Wen Zixu's heart. Under the humiliation, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Steward Su, please buy me a ticket for the spirit boat, I'll pay you back when I return."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he kicked Wen Zixu away, turned and walked towards the parking area, boarded the carriage, and entered the carriage.

After beating the young master of the Wen family, he didn't dare to leave Yueyao alone in the carriage.

"You guard that carriage, no one is allowed to approach, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to my Jubaozhai."

Su Lan called the guards and instructed them before leaving.

"Who is that fierce man?"

Everyone stared blankly at the carriage in the parking area, their eyes almost popping out.

"He looks unfamiliar, he shouldn't be a young hero from Phoenix Sky City. Steward Su has come forward, so he probably has a big background."

"Daring to beat Wen Zixu like this, he's awesome!"

Everyone discussed, and Wen Zixu, who was far away, glanced at the carriage like a viper, then turned and left in a mess.

Inside the carriage.

Jun Wuxie hugged Little Yueyao, wanting to use his own blood energy to dispel the cold for her, but he was afraid that it would help the Yang fire poison in her body, so he could only watch her suffer in pain, his heart aching.

In his memory, the clearest picture was Little Yueyao holding a bowl of medicine every day, fluttering her big eyes, and looking at him expectantly, saying: Wuxie brother, it's time to eat the medicine paste, you have to be good.

Every time at that time, he was both moved and sad.

She was so young, without a brilliant childhood, only the hardships of life, but also had to endure the pain and torment of ice and fire poison...

"Yueyao, hold on for a few more days, brother will definitely get the Heqi Fruit to cure your illness."

Jun Wuxie gently stroked her little face, his voice choked.