Sitting beside Henry, Elliot shifted his gaze from the spiritual beast egg and whispered to Henry, “Master Lance, should we make a move on this spiritual beast egg? If we manage to win it and present it to your father on his seventy-fifth birthday, your status in the family will greatly elevate. You might even secure the position of the future patriarch.”
Henry closed his folding fan with a wry smile, saying, “Elliot, with the Flying Dragon Gang and Ghost Carving Sect in the competition, winning this spiritual beast egg is a long shot.”
Even though Henry had brought a considerable number of Essence-Building Pills to the auction, competing against top-tier martial sects like the Flying Dragon Gang and Ghost Carving Sect was an uphill battle.
“In any case, we should give it a try,” Elliot insisted. “Alright, Elliot, I’ll follow your lead,” Henry nodded and raised his bidding paddle. “Fifty-five thousand Essence-Building Pills!”
Lance Eliot of the Flying Dragon Gang and Gavin of Ghost Carving Sect couldn’t help but look at Henry. They figured this guy must have emptied all his assets.
“Fifty-six thousand Essence-Building Pills!” Lance Eliot bid.
Gavin sarcastically remarked, “Mr. Eliot, when others raise the bid, they throw out several thousand Essence-Building Pills. Your bid seems a bit stingy. If you’re hesitant to spend Essence-Building Pills, you might as well quit early.”
Lance Eliot immediately countered, “As long as I’m within the rules, I can bid as much as I want. No need for your commentary.”
Gavin sneered, “Since you’re so eager to play, I’ll accompany you. Sixty-six thousand Essence-Building Pills!”
Gavin abruptly raised the bid by ten thousand Essence-Building Pills, causing other martial artists to gasp.
“Seventy thousand Essence-Building Pills!” Lance Eliot’s mouth twitched a couple of times. Seventy thousand Essence-Building Pills was all he could afford.
If he hadn’t bid on the Fragrance-Sensing Divine Jade earlier, he wouldn’t be struggling this much now. However, Lance Eliot had no regrets.
“Seventy-five thousand Essence-Building Pills!” Gavin called out, his gaze fixed on Lance Eliot, as if telling him that competing with Ghost Carving Sect was futile.
Lance Eliot didn’t raise his bidding paddle again, and others didn’t have the strength to compete with Ghost Carving Sect.
Seeing no more bids, Oliver East picked up the auction hammer and began the countdown. “Seventy-five thousand Essence-Building Pills once! Seventy-five thousand Essence-Building Pills twice! Seventy-five thousand Essence-Building Pills thrice! Now, I announce that the final item of this auction, the Thunderwing Beast’s egg, is won by Ghost Carving Sect. Congratulations!”
Witnessing the smug expression on the faces of Ghost Carving Sect members, Master Wind Elder felt uncomfortable. He couldn’t help but say, “Young Master…”
Lance Eliot waved his hand, “Master Wind, if you have something to say, let’s talk after leaving here.”
After Lance Eliot finished speaking, his gaze returned to Ghost Carving Sect, a cold glint passing through his eyes.
Oliver East clapped his hands, smiling, “The East Town auction concludes successfully. Thanks to all the guests for attending. Those who won the items, please proceed to the backstage for transactions.”
People who didn’t win items stood up and left, while those who won items headed to the backstage. Leo’s gains for the day were Moonlight Snow Lingzhi, Snowspirit Flower, and a manual called “Moonlit Sword.”
When the three of them left the town square, it was already afternoon.
Leo carefully stored the Snowspirit Flower and handed the Moonlight Snow Lingzhi and the Moonlit Sword manual to Jennifer.
“Leo, that Fragrance-Sensing Divine Jade and the spiritual beast egg are such amazing things. Too bad we couldn’t get our hands on them,” Violet pouted, expressing some regret.
“No chance? Nonexistent,” Leo said, a sly smile on his face.
The mischievous Violet immediately understood Leo’s meaning and said, “Leo, you mean… we’re going to snatch them?”
Leo shook his head and chuckled, “Snatch? No, why would I do such a thing?”
Jennifer couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Just the night before, Leo had stolen items from Brian Bush, the young master of the Fiery Blaze Sect.
“I think snatching lacks finesse,” Leo said, adopting a thoughtful expression. “Besides, with the Flying Dragon Gang and martial monarch-level experts around, it’s too troublesome. I believe the most effective way is to sneak into their rooms while they’re asleep during the quiet night.”
“Leo, so you’re planning… hehe, interesting. You must take me with you tonight,” Violet clapped her hands, excited.
Jennifer couldn’t help but wear a smirk on her face. It seemed that Leo’s decision not to snatch was because he had a penchant for “stealing.”
After dinner, Leo, Jennifer, and Violet explored a beautiful spot in East Town led by Violet. They continued until the moon rose before returning to their residence.
In the courtyard, under the maple tree at a stone table, Violet couldn’t contain her excitement, “Leo, when do we do it?”
“It’s still early; we’ll wait until the dead of night when the moon is high and the wind is strong,” Leo said, looking up at the night sky.
Violet asked again, “Which sect should we target first?”
“Let’s start with the Flying Dragon Gang and then move on to Ghost Carving Sect.”
As Leo spoke, he extended his right fist, and Violet understood, extending her right fist to bump against Leo’s.
Watching these two mischievous souls, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel speechless.
It wasn’t until midnight that Leo and Violet took action, heading towards the most luxurious courtyard in the Maple Leaf Restaurant.
This luxurious courtyard was much larger than Leo’s residence, resembling a grand garden with pavilions, towers, rockeries, and flowing water.
Even though it was late, one room in this courtyard still had its lights on.
Leo and Violet had already entered the courtyard and were making their way toward the lit room.
In a corner of the wall, Violet moved her lips and used lip language to say, “Leo, the people in the room haven’t slept yet.”
Leo nodded, gesturing for Violet to slow her breathing and make no sound.
In the room, Lance Eliot and Master Wind and Master Fire sat at a square table, with three cups of clear tea on the tabletop. The aroma of tea accompanied the rising steam.
On a nearby cabinet, there was an aluminum briefcase, and inside it was the Fragrance-Sensing Divine Jade they had won at the auction.
“Young Master, we’ve obtained the Fragrance-Sensing Divine Jade. Are we really going to let Ghost Carving Sect take away the Thunderwing Beast’s egg like this?” Master Wind, with his distinctive hoarse and deep voice, spoke.
Lance Eliot picked up a tea cup, took a sip, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. “Absolutely not. We can’t let Ghost Carving Sect take away the Thunderwing Beast’s egg. We’ve only recently ascended to a top-tier martial sect, and our foundation is incomparable to those hundred-year-old top-tier martial sects. If we can have a flying mount, it will significantly elevate the status of our Flying Dragon Gang.”