Chapter 1153: Vision

As soon as Elder Chen finished speaking, Lu Renkuang immediately clasped his fists.

"As it should be."

With that, his eyes turned fierce as he scanned the crowd.

"If anyone dares to spread this matter, I will not spare them!"

Luo Pengfei also quickly expressed his stance, both to give Elder Chen enough face and to salvage his own dignity. The frustration from earlier burst forth, and his terrifying aura intimidated the entire room.

Only Xu Baichuan seemed somewhat distracted, offering a perfunctory response without showing much emotion.

Even so, all the guests in the room were filled with apprehension, repeatedly bowing and responding.

"Rest assured, esteemed sirs, we will not spread this matter!"

As they responded, murmurs of resentment and indignation began to rise.

"Not only the esteemed sirs, but if anyone dares to speak nonsense, I will be the first to deal with them!"

"If this matter gets out, how can we continue to show our faces in the city?"

"Haha! I’m not so sure. Brother Liu just claimed to be a virtuous man, speaking so eloquently and sincerely. Do you really feel as ashamed as you say?"

"Shut your damn mouth! That was just a temporary measure. Would you dare to say a single word against Mr. Yi?"

"Bastard! How dare you disrespect me?"

The crowd gradually regained their ferocious demeanor, with villains clashing against each other, as if they all had pent-up frustrations to vent. It seemed like a fight could break out at any moment!

With Yi Feng not present, everyone acted like they were the boss.

In the blink of an eye, the venue became even more chaotic than usual.

Fortunately, Elder Chen’s expression darkened once again, calming the unruly crowd.

"Gentlemen."

"Today’s auction has concluded. If anyone dares to cause trouble in the Treasure Pavilion, I will gladly accompany them!"

His deep voice, filled with authority, echoed through the room, and silence fell.

Although a powerful figure had disrupted the event today, not just anyone could cause such a scene. Sunshine Island was far from a harmonious and friendly place.

The crowd lowered their heads and fell silent, only leaving after a long while of murmuring discussions.

Xu Baichuan slipped away quietly, not uttering another word throughout.

Watching the old fox’s hurried figure from afar.

Luo Pengfei felt increasingly suspicious. After a moment of contemplation, he turned to the elder behind him.

"Go and find out where Mr. Yi is staying!"

He sent a cold mental message, then boarded his sacred beast-drawn carriage and left.

In an instant.

Hundreds of guests scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to speak or gossip.

The Treasure Pavilion finally returned to peace.

As soon as the doors closed, Chen Jiudao, who had been standing calmly with his hands behind his back, suddenly coughed up a trace of blood!

Lu Xinlan was shocked, and Liu Yuantai and the others hurriedly gathered around.

"Elder Chen!"

"Elder Chen is seriously injured?"

"Quick! Fetch the treasured pills from the pavilion!"

The flustered crowd rushed forward, but Chen Jiudao raised his hand to stop them.

"It’s nothing."

"I merely forced myself to retract my attack, causing a clash of Dao power. It’s not a big deal. I just need to rest and regulate my energy."

Chen Jiudao sat down nearby, and the people around him finally relaxed a little.

Lu Xinlan took out a pill from her ring and offered it to him.

"Elder Chen, you came all this way to help us, yet you were unexpectedly injured. I am deeply ashamed. Please accept this pill."

Looking at the green pill in her jade-like hand and her remorseful expression, Chen Jiudao smiled and nodded, clasping his fists in return.

"You are too kind, Miss Lu. Since you are so generous, I will humbly accept this fourth-grade Foundation Nurturing Pill."

The exchange of gifts and gratitude made the onlookers envious.

The crowd admired Lu Xinlan even more, though they also felt a tinge of reluctance. They couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret as they watched the precious pill change hands, even if they didn’t voice it.

Not everyone had the same magnanimity as Lu Xinlan.

Chen Jiudao didn’t mind and turned to Lu Xinlan, who was sitting beside him. "Today’s events were indeed unexpected, and you lost a fifth-grade Soul-Calming Grass. But in my opinion, this could also be considered a stroke of fortune."

Lu Xinlan nodded slightly. "Indeed, that Mr. Yi’s cultivation is extraordinary, at least at the fifth-grade level. The favor of such a master is more valuable than the Soul-Calming Grass."

The subordinates could only watch helplessly, not daring to speak out of turn.

Only Liu Yuantai seized the opportunity to chime in, saving face.

"Indeed."

"If it weren’t for Elder Chen’s presence, our branch would have lost both face and resources. Thanks to Elder Chen’s efforts, the auction not only didn’t result in a loss but actually turned a profit!"

"Such an outcome is already incredibly fortunate!"

Hearing the praise, Chen Jiudao smiled faintly.

"Haha, Brother Liu, you flatter me."

As he spoke, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"However, I can shamelessly accept this compliment."

"This auction wasn’t just a small profit—it was a massive gain!"

His words stunned the crowd.

Lu Xinlan’s beautiful eyes widened as if she had realized something.

"Elder Chen, are you saying...?"

Chen Jiudao stroked his beard with a smile, his eyes gleaming.

"Haha, do you all think Mr. Yi’s cultivation is only at the fifth-grade Heavenly Rank?"

His question shocked everyone even more, and their hearts raced!

Seeing the astonishment around him.

Chen Jiudao smiled faintly, a hint of pride on his face.

"Your vision is still too narrow."

"I have met a few fifth-grade experts before, but none of them had the terrifying oppressive aura that Mr. Yi exuded. Even a fifth-grade peak expert wouldn’t make me feel completely devoid of the will to fight!"

"Without a doubt, Mr. Yi is at least at the fifth-grade Heavenly Rank’s Great Perfection stage, and it’s possible he’s even at the sixth-grade!"

Sixth-grade?!

Gasp!!!

Liu Yuantai was so shocked that he sucked in a sharp breath! Everyone had thought Yi Feng was a fifth-grade expert, which was why Chen Jiudao had backed down.

The fifth-grade Soul-Calming Grass was rare, but it couldn’t directly enhance one’s cultivation. Its value wasn’t exceptionally high, so using it to gain a favor wasn’t a huge loss.

But who could have imagined that Mr. Yi’s cultivation far exceeded their expectations?!

This was truly a massive gain!

Lu Xinlan was so shocked that she stood up immediately, losing her previous composure.

That was close!

If Elder Chen hadn’t been present, they might have offended a quasi-sixth-grade expert, and the Treasure Pavilion would have been reduced to rubble!

The crowd woke up as if from a dream, feeling a sense of relief as if they had narrowly escaped disaster. Their pale faces were filled with reverence for Chen Jiudao.

Elder Chen had managed to turn the tide in front of a sixth-grade powerhouse, even using a mere fifth-grade Soul-Calming Grass to gain the other party’s favor. Truly worthy of being called the Nine Paths Venerable!

Lu Xinlan was overjoyed, her beautiful eyes trembling.

"I had no idea Mr. Yi’s cultivation was so formidable! I thought he was only a fifth-grade expert. I’m truly ashamed. Thanks to Elder Chen, we’ve made a huge profit from this auction!"

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Lu Xinlan clenched her fingers, unable to contain her excitement.

"Later, I will present a jar of three-thousand-year tea crystals as a token of gratitude to Elder Chen!"

"Being able to befriend Mr. Yi, the fifth-grade Soul-Calming Grass was already worth far more than its value. Even in the inner islands, experts of this level are extremely rare. In your opinion, should we prepare more gifts to visit him?"

Lu Xinlan was so restless that she couldn’t sit still, and the others were even more terrified.

This was understandable.

Sixth-grade experts were almost legendary figures. Even if it wasn’t completely confirmed, it was enough to make any faction eager to win them over. In the Seventy-Two Islands, such figures were considered major players, let alone encountering one in the outer islands.

Anyone would find it hard to remain calm in such a situation.

Faced with Miss Lu’s inquiry, Chen Jiudao felt a sense of accomplishment.

The frustrations from earlier had now turned into quiet pride. He had been the one to establish a connection with Mr. Yi, and his insight was unmatched.

It was no exaggeration to say that, for anyone, this would be a story worth boasting about in the future!

But recalling the terrifying killing intent from earlier, Chen Jiudao’s expression turned extremely cautious.

After a few moments of contemplation, he spoke solemnly.

"Miss, this matter requires careful consideration."

"Someone like Mr. Yi, with his domineering demeanor and unpredictable actions, might react negatively if we disturb him rashly. He is not someone ordinary people can approach!"

"In my opinion, we should first discreetly investigate Mr. Yi’s preferences and intentions before making any further plans. You’ve already gained his favor, which is a significant advantage. There’s no need to rush this matter."

His words carried a hint of self-praise, but they also made sense.

Mr. Yi was indeed not someone ordinary people could easily interact with. Thinking about how they had already gained his favor, which was akin to a heaven-sent opportunity, Lu Xinlan became even more excited.

"Elder Chen is absolutely right."

"Today’s auction was a great success thanks to Elder Chen’s efforts, and everyone else also worked hard. Let’s close the pavilion for three days to celebrate, while also sending people to investigate Mr. Yi’s whereabouts. This matter must not be leaked!"

Lu Xinlan sat down and issued her orders, and the Treasure Pavilion was filled with joy and excitement.

At the same time.

In the relatively remote western part of the city, Luo Pengfei, dressed in plain clothes, moved forward discreetly.

The streets were filled with people of low cultivation, and not a single peak Saint could be seen for half a day.

He grew increasingly suspicious, frowning as he turned around and sent a mental message.

"Mr. Yi is such a powerful expert. Could he really be staying in a place like this?"