I Can Add Points Infinitely - Chapter 67

Outside Dongshi Valley.

Three horses galloped swiftly down the road.

A man and two women: the man was handsome and dignified, the women radiant and charming.

These three were none other than Shen Lian, Shan Qing, and Dong Yanyan.

Since both senior sisters had asked to come along, and Shen Lian had no other urgent matters besides buying the pills, he decided to bring them both.

Because of Dong Yanyan’s playful nature, she hadn’t reached the tenth level of Qi Refinement yet and couldn’t ride a sword.

The three of them had to choose horseback travel instead.

Fortunately, the capital was not far from Dongshi Valley.

About two hours later, a grand city slowly emerged at the end of the road.

Being the capital of a kingdom, it exuded grandeur and majesty from a distance.

The high walls were lined with armed guards, all with stern expressions.

Below, the massive city gate was open, with a long line of people forming three columns, slowly entering the city after inspection by the soldiers.

Shen Lian waved his hand, leading the two women as they bypassed the line of people and galloped towards the gate.

The gate guards noticed the three fast horses and narrowed their eyes, their gazes sharp.

Shen Lian said nothing. From a few hundred meters away, he took out a token from his pocket and tossed it forward.

The token turned into a stream of light, quickly approaching the guards.

The guards were startled and instinctively began to assume a defensive stance.

But before they could move, the token stopped in mid-air, hovering eerily.

The guard froze, noticing the patterns on the token, and his expression changed instantly, showing respect.

“Quick, everyone, make way!”

He hurriedly gestured for his comrades to open the side gates.

They swiftly moved, pulling aside the wooden barricades, completely opening the passage.

Then, they respectfully stood to the sides, bowing.

At that moment, Shen Lian and his two companions arrived on horseback without slowing down.

As they entered the city gate, the token, which had been hovering in mid-air, seemed to have a mind of its own.

With a “swish,” it flew back into Shen Lian’s hand.

…

The streets of the capital were exceedingly wide, wide enough for eight carriages to travel side by side.

Despite this, as Shen Lian and his companions advanced, the crowd grew denser.

Seeing this, Shen Lian decided to find an inn to rest their horses and continued toward the auction site on foot.

Dong Yanyan, being her playful self, was excited by everything new she saw in the capital, bouncing around like a child, dragging Shen Lian along and asking him to explain things to her.

“The auction will start soon. We should hurry; we can look at these things later,” Shen Lian said, somewhat helplessly.

“Oh, alright,” Dong Yanyan replied, realizing the priority and stopped her antics.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, a streak of light flew overhead.

As the three of them got closer to the auction site, they encountered more and more cultivators.

“How nice. I wish I had reached the Foundation Establishment stage so I could fly and avoid this crowd,” Dong Yanyan said enviously, watching the streak of light.

“If you put even half the energy you use to play into cultivating, you wouldn’t still be at the ninth level Qi Refinement.”

“We had to ride horses just to accommodate you,” Shan Qing gently chided, giving a light tap on Dong Yanyan’s head.

“Hehe… I know, Senior Sister. I’ll focus on cultivating when we get back,” Dong Yanyan replied, sticking out her tongue and acting very obediently.

Shan Qing shook her head, knowing all too well that her junior sister was always obedient in words but rarely kept her promises.

They continued on their way, and after about a cup of tea’s time, they finally reached the auction site.

This auction was jointly organized by Spirit Treasure Pavilion and several large trading associations.

The auction venue was a repurposed mundane theater.

At this moment, the auction was about to begin, and cultivators were lined up in long queues, waiting to enter.

Seeing the long lines, Shen Lian shook his head and led the two women to the back of the venue.

Spirit Treasure Pavilion had set up a special entrance at the rear, reserved for powerful or well-known cultivators.

Upon hearing that Shen Lian would attend the auction, the eighth prince, Li Yu, had arranged for a VIP token for him.

As they approached the rear entrance, they could see the guarded passage.

There were over a dozen Qi Refinement level cultivators standing guard, each wielding a low-grade spiritual weapon, their eyes sharp and watchful.

“Tsk tsk… No wonder it’s a trading association. They’re so wealthy that even their guards have spiritual weapons,” Dong Yanyan muttered in amazement.

“Alright, stop talking,” Shen Lian said, giving her a light tap on the head, before taking out the VIP token from his storage ring and handing it to the guard.

The guard took the token, confirmed its authenticity, and handed it back.

“Please proceed, Senior,” the guard said respectfully, making way.

Shen Lian nodded, intending to enter, when a voice suddenly called out from behind.

“Shen Lian?”

Hearing his name, he instinctively turned around.

“Oh, it really is you…”

Not far away, a group of six people approached.

Among them, Shen Lian only recognized one—Chu Mingxu, the one who had called out his name.

Shen Lian’s divine sense swept over them.

He immediately assessed their strength.

All six were Golden Core stage cultivators, with the weakest at the third level and the strongest at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage.

The strongest was a young man walking at the front.

“It seems these people are members of the group around Senior Brother Fang Nan. That must be Fang Nan,” Shen Lian thought, turning his gaze to Fang Nan.

Fang Nan wore a pure white robe and exuded a noble aura, with a faint smile on his lips, appearing very amiable.

However, there was an unmistakable hint of arrogance deep in his eyes and a coldness that kept people at a distance.

“Hmph, so this is Fang Nan? He’s not much,” Shen Lian quickly assessed.

“Hey, when you see a senior brother, shouldn’t you at least greet him?”

“What’s the matter, Shen Lian? I’ve heard you’re doing well lately, and now you don’t even acknowledge your senior brother?” Chu Mingxu taunted, feeling slighted by Shen Lian’s lack of response.

Shen Lian turned and gave Chu Mingxu a cold glance.

Before he could respond, Fang Nan stepped forward, pulling Chu Mingxu back.

He smiled at Shen Lian and said, “You must be Junior Brother Shen Lian. It’s our first meeting, and you do indeed have a remarkable bearing.”

“Mingxu can be a bit thoughtless with his words. I hope you won’t take offense.”

“No worries,” Shen Lian nodded slightly and replied with a smile. “Actually, there’s an old saying in my hometown that teaches us how to handle such situations.”

“Oh? What saying is that?” Fang Nan asked with interest.

Shen Lian’s smile deepened. “The saying goes, ‘When a dog bites a man, the man doesn’t bite back, lest he lower himself to the dog’s level.'”

“Seems quite reasonable, doesn’t it?” he added.

Before Fang Nan could respond, Shen Lian turned to the two women. “Let’s go.”

With that, he led them into the venue.

Outside.

Fang Nan’s smile vanished instantly. His face turned ashen as he glared at Shen Lian’s back.

It took Chu Mingxu a moment to realize what had been said. His eyes widened in fury. “Damn it, what did he just say? Did he just call me a dog? That son of a…”

“Shut up!”

Fang Nan snapped.

“But, Senior Brother, he was clearly insulting me in front of you…”

“I said, shut up! Didn’t you hear me?” Fang Nan suddenly shouted, his eyes fierce as he glared at Chu Mingxu.

Seeing Fang Nan’s expression, Chu Mingxu was startled. His mouth moved, but he didn’t dare to utter a word. He lowered his head obediently.

However, no one noticed the vicious gleam in his eyes after he lowered his head.

At this moment, his hatred for Shen Lian had reached its peak.

Fang Nan’s chest heaved, and it took him a while to calm his emotions.

After presenting his token to the guard for verification, he led his group into the venue without saying another word.

Chu Mingxu was right; Shen Lian had indeed insulted him publicly, which was a slap to his face.

However, Fang Nan was far more cunning than Chu Mingxu and wouldn’t let his anger show immediately.

Furthermore, with Feng Xinglie still missing, he was cautious about making a move in public.

If Shen Lian caught him doing something rash, it would ultimately backfire on him.

Fang Nan understood this, so he restrained his temper.

However, his hatred for Shen Lian was no less than Chu Mingxu’s, if not more intense.

Su Luo’s assessment that Fang Nan was not someone who swallowed his anger was accurate—he was indeed a person who repaid enmity tenfold, but he hid it behind a facade of magnanimity.

…

Meanwhile.

Shen Lian had already been led to a private room on the second floor.

Spirit Treasure Pavilion had specially prepared private rooms for VIPs, allowing them to participate in the auction without being disturbed.

The room was luxuriously furnished, with long sofas, plush carpets, and an array of complimentary refreshments.

After the three settled down and the maid exited, closing the door, Dong Yanyan could no longer contain herself and burst out laughing.

“Hahaha…”

“Junior Brother, I didn’t know you could be so sharp-tongued. Not stooping to the level of a dog…”

“That was hilarious! Why didn’t I notice this side of you before…”

The more Dong Yanyan spoke, the more amused she became, rolling on the sofa and kicking her legs in laughter.

Unlike her carefree demeanor, Shan Qing seemed more mature.

Her eyes showed a hint of concern, and she softly asked, “Junior Brother, wouldn’t directly confronting Senior Brother Fang Nan like that cause trouble?”

“Heh, what’s the harm?”

Shen Lian sneered, “I’ve already torn off the pretense with him. We all know where we stand; there’s no need to feign politeness.”

“Do you think that by giving him face today, he won’t come after me in the future?”

“Exactly! Why overthink it? Better to be straightforward. Don’t worry, Junior Brother, I’ll always stand by you.”

Hearing their conversation, Dong Yanyan jumped up from the sofa, patting her still-developing chest.

Shan Qing sighed softly. “But he is in the Golden Core stage…”

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister. It’ll be fine.”

Shen Lian reassured her gently, not taking it to heart.

Golden Core stage? He had just killed one not long ago.

If Fang Nan dared to come looking for trouble, Shen Lian was more than ready to deal with him.

Besides, with the auction starting soon, as long as he managed to obtain the Condensed True Pill, he would quickly ascend to the Golden Core stage himself.

And not just any stage—he would directly reach the peak of the Golden Core stage.

At that point, what would Fang Nan be to him?

“Dong!”

As they chatted, a bell suddenly rang.

A massive formation instantly enveloped the entire auction site, covering everyone within.