Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

He glared angrily, feeling a pain in his heart as if it were being fried in oil, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Damn, 5 billion just went down the drain like that!"

Gu Song Zi, in this move, basically threw away all the money Xuantian Sect had scraped together over the past half-year. If Patriarch Xuan Tian knew, he'd strangle him for sure.

Others looked at Gu Song Zi, and everyone's lips couldn't help but curl into smiles.

This guy just set up Yinxue Tower, but then was set up himself. Truly, karma is inevitable.

The more Gu Song Zi thought about it, the more his heart turned cold, feeling something wasn't quite right.

"Damn it, why does this scheme seem so familiar?"

This scheme was just like the one he used to con Xue Mingtai, except he got conned even worse this time.

A cloud of suspicion rose in Gu Song Zi's heart.

However, in this Qingyun Society, he didn't dare to do anything, so he could only accept his bad luck and walked out of Qingyun Society's gate in despair.

Yang Fei, Xue Mingtai, Fan Yi, and others watched this farce, and Xue Mingtai couldn't help but shake his head, feeling somewhat amused.

Gu Song Zi set up him, but then got set up himself by an even shrewder guy.

"This world, huh!"

At this moment, a staff member came to Yang Fei, bowed deeply, and was very respectful.

"Mr. Yang, the payment for the Second-Level Cultivation Technique you auctioned has been received by the other party."

"Please wait a moment, after deducting the commission, we will give you your money. Do you prefer a transfer or a check?"

Yang Fei snapped his fingers indifferently: "A check, please. I trust you guys."

The staff member nodded, saluted Yang Fei, and then withdrew.

At this, Xue Mingtai and Fan Yi almost popped their eyes out.

This Second-Level Cultivation Technique was actually Yang Fei's; he was the mastermind behind all this?

Xue Mingtai's heart pounded, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Brother Fei, you..."

Yang Fei chuckled, a look of mischievousness all over his face.

"I knew about Gu Song Zi setting you up to con your money, so we call this using his own trick against him."

For a moment, Xue Mingtai didn't know what to say.

Just like that, 1.4 billion Huaxia currency regained and multiplied by two or three times, only Brother Fei could pull off such a thing.

Suddenly, Xue Mingtai seemed to think of something.

"Brother Fei, is that Second-Level Cultivation Technique real?"

Yang Fei nodded: "Of course it's real, I'm always an honest and adorable young gentleman, never deceitful."

"But it's a Ghost Cultivation Technique, only souls can cultivate it. If Gu Song Zi wants to cultivate this technique, he'll have to kill himself first."

Saying this, both Yang Fei and Fan Yi burst into laughter.

Xue Mingtai felt amused yet furious; anyone who offends Brother Fei would be cursed for generations.

Xue Mingtai's heart pounded, hope rising like the dawn sun hidden beneath the sea, ready to ascend.

"Brother Fei, tell me, where did you learn this cultivation technique?"

Yang Fei understood what Xue Mingtai meant, and he grinned smugly, pointed at his head.

"Techniques like this, I've got at least tens of thousands stored in here, all high-level stuff. If there's a chance, we can study them together."

Xue Mingtai's heart was instantly filled with joy, too much joy making him somewhat incredulous.

All these years, Yinxue Tower has been oppressed by Xuantian Sect due to a lack of cultivation techniques, even finding it hard to breathe.

So Xue Mingtai mortgaged Jingshui Villa, risking all his wealth to buy cultivation techniques as a last resort.

However, now Yang Fei had returned, bringing tens of thousands of cultivation techniques with him. This was even more mind-blowing than a beggar winning a 50 million jackpot.

Fan Yi and Xue Mingtai looked at each other, both overwhelmed with joy.

Not long after, staff dressed in black uniforms arrived, followed by an old shopkeeper with white hair.

The old shopkeeper placed a thick stack of checks respectfully into Yang Fei's hands, his face full of humble smiles.

"Sir, today's Ghost Heart Technique was quite a big deal, too bad living people can't cultivate it."

"What I'd like to ask is, if you have any cultivation techniques suitable for martial artists, our shop is willing to purchase them at a high price."

Although the old man was greedy and cunning like a businessman, he was very fair, something Yang Fei greatly appreciated.

He shook his head: "Don't expect cultivation techniques from me, but if there's ever a chance for collaboration in the future, I'll contact you."

The old man's joy was evident. He took a clear acrylic box from an assistant behind him and handed it to Yang Fei.

"This is a Minor Revival Pill, consider it my gift to you. If you ever have needs or business in the future, please remember to support our small shop."

Fan Yi looked at Yang Fei, dumbfounded.

A Minor Revival Pill worth 300,000, just given to him casually by the old man. Life is so unfair.

Yang Fei, having seen the world, didn't care for a small Level One Elixir. He smiled and took it, casually passing it to Fan Yi.

"Alright, I appreciate it. Let's collaborate again if there's a chance in the future."

The old man immediately breathed a sigh of relief and handed Yang Fei a VIP Diamond Card.

"This is our Qingyun Society VIP card. You'll be notified of any auction events in the future."

"You can use this card to enter auctions, and if you have anything you'd like us to auction, the commission is only 8%, 2% less than regular customers."

Yang Fei's mind was set, and he accepted the Qingyun Society Diamond Member Card.

Yang Fei didn't necessarily need to rely on Qingyun Society auctions to make money, but having multiple options was always a good thing.

The three walked out of the Qingyun Society tea house. Xue Mingtai, usually calm and composed, couldn't help but show his excitement.

Ten years, Yinxue Tower, like a dormant giant dragon, had been trampled underfoot for ten years.

Now with Yang Fei's return, Yinxue Tower, this dormant giant dragon, can soon transform into a Divine Dragon, soaring through the Nine Heavens.

It was already past ten o'clock online, the night had deepened, and the number of pedestrians thinned.

Yang Fei's car was parked in a nearby underground parking lot.

The three took an elevator to the B1 underground parking floor, which was also nearly deserted and silent.

The long shadows of the three reflected on the ground, making the atmosphere somewhat eerie.

All three were experienced top-tier experts and could sense a hint of unusual killing intent.

Xue Mingtai and Fan Yi adjusted their stances, tightly guarding Yang Fei from behind.

Yang Fei took the lead, walking forward at an unhurried pace.

Suddenly, Yang Fei stopped, turned around, "Quit hiding, come on out."

A horse-faced Taoist slowly walked out from behind a Lincoln sedan, his face full of sinister murderous intent.

Gu Song Zi!

Upon seeing him, both Xue Mingtai and Fan Yi's eyes flashed with intense vigilance.

Gu Song Zi had already broken through to Spirit Martial Level One, a top-notch cultivator.

In hand-to-hand combat, both Xue Mingtai and Fan Yi could easily take him down. However, his Spirit Martial Qi was incredibly challenging to deal with.

Yet Yang Fei stood lazily in place, unconcerned.

"Ever since we left Qingyun Society, you've been tailing us. What do you want?"

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!