As she spoke, she looked expectantly at Shen Yebai with eyes as pure and bright as jewels.
Like a cat begging for fish. Shen Yebai thought.
He probably could never refuse Qin Moyu's words: "You're really amazing."
Qin Moyu was satisfied, but still hadn't said enough, so she turned to another matter: "By the way, Ye Bai, you are a rogue cultivator, have you ever met Young Master Mo Yuan?"
Shen Yebai replied calmly, "No, why would I suddenly be interested in him?"
"Oh, that's a pity. I just heard that Young Master Mo Yuan is very powerful at such a young age and doesn't belong to any sect, so I thought it was amazing."
—The ultimate villain in the book will definitely interest me.
"I heard he'll be appearing in Chengyuan City soon," Shen Yebai smiled. "That's right here."
Qin Moyu immediately became interested.
"Ye Bai, are you going or not?"
"Go where?"
"Just joining in the fun!"
—It's impossible to have any contact, can't we at least watch the show?
Shen Yebai could tell what Qin Moyu was thinking just by looking at him. He stood up and patted Qin Moyu's head with a book, amused. "It's so lively. Be careful not to get into trouble."
"You can't say that," Qin Moyu pouted unhappily, looking accusing. "If I hadn't joined in the fun twice and brought you back, you would be dead by now."
When this matter was mentioned, Shen Yebai's eyes softened considerably.
Several years ago, Shen Yebai was being hunted down. He killed all his enemies while wounded, and was on the verge of death when Qin Moyu suddenly appeared and took him back to the sect, thus saving his life.
Qin Moyu longed for a junior brother so he could be the senior brother and show off his prestige. He finally convinced Shen Yebai and happily went to see his master, but his master refused, which angered Qin Moyu so much that he ignored him for three months.
Although he didn't join a sect, Shen Yebai and Qin Moyu got along very well during the six months he spent recuperating. This handsome young cultivator always had different whimsical ideas, which almost made Shen Yebai reluctant to leave.
But it was only a close call.
After recovering from his injuries, Shen Yebai disappeared without a trace after bidding farewell to Qin Moyu. Qin Moyu returned to his extremely boring life, constantly talking about his master. He was then thrown out by the annoyed old Taoist priest to catch ghosts, who specified that he was not allowed to return until seven or eight months later.
Qin Moyu ran out happily and then found the injured Shen Yebai.
Neither of them expected to meet like this, and they couldn't help but sigh that it must be fate.
"Alright, since Mo Yu wants to see him, then take this." Shen Yebai handed a wooden plaque to Qin Mo Yu.
"What is this?" Qin Moyu examined the wooden plaque curiously. The plaque was entirely black, with luxurious patterns outlined in gold thread. At the intersection of the patterns was a large character "Teng".
"The plaque for Tengwang Pavilion. With this, you can enter Tengwang Pavilion." Shen Yebai smiled and easily gave away the wooden plaque that outsiders considered precious.
“Tengwang Pavilion? That sounds familiar. What is it? A brothel?” Qin Moyu tilted his head.
Shen Yebai: "...No, it's the Chamber of Commerce. There's an auction at Tengwang Pavilion recently, auctioning off fourth-grade earth-level medicines."
In this world, medicines are divided into Heaven, Earth, Human, and Emperor grades, which are further divided into nine grades. A single Earth-grade Grade 4 medicine is already considered rare.
Qin Moyu wasn't particularly interested in elixirs, but he knew this auction was the first time the villain and the protagonist would meet and confront each other. He wondered why the name Tengwang Pavilion sounded so familiar; now he understood.
If there's a show to watch, I'll definitely go!
Qin Moyu happily took the wooden sign, then suddenly thought, "Sigh, but Ye Bai, you gave me this sign, how are you going to get there by yourself?"
"I'm not fully recovered from my injuries, so I won't go," Shen Yebai said meaningfully. "I heard that Young Master Mo Yuan has his eye on something at the auction, and Mo Yu will definitely be able to see it."
"When the time comes, I must take a good look at him."
...
Located in the center of the city, the Tengwang Pavilion truly lived up to its reputation as a major business guild. The entire auction venue was magnificent, grand, and luxurious, with exquisite decorations.
Because of the reputation of the elixir, many people came to Tengwang Pavilion, but most of them entered through the side gate, and very few entered through the main gate like Qin Moyu.
There was a long corridor leading from the entrance to the auction house, lined with many rare and precious treasures. Qin Moyu found it fascinating and couldn't help but take a second look.
Qin Moyu wore a straw hat today to cover his conspicuous appearance. Coupled with his simple clothes, a richly dressed young man next to him, who was holding a paper fan, couldn't help but say, "Where did this country bumpkin come from?"
He seemed quite unhappy that Qin Moyu was walking through the main entrance with him.
His servants immediately flattered him, saying, "Yes, yes! Nothing compares to our young master's esteemed presence."
As expected, arrogant cannon fodder can be found everywhere.
Qin Moyu's fingers twitched slightly.
"Ouch! What is that?!"
The young master fell flat on his face.
"Young master, are you alright? Ouch! What tripped me up?"
The burly servant landed squarely on top of the young master, who let out a wail and fainted.
The water stains on the deep red carpet disappeared quickly.
Qin Moyu walked past the two of them as if nothing had happened, not taking the matter to heart.
Qin Moyu walked for a while longer, and at the end of the corridor, a servant-like man was waiting. He stepped forward respectfully and asked, "May I ask if you have a token, young master?"