Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Feng Ling’er and Ye Weiyang
Chapter 52: Feng Ling'er and Ye Weiyang
Human Territory – Holy City.
In the Holy Alliance Auction House.
> "Sister Weiyang, the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition is about to begin. I think this will be our busiest period—you'll have to work extra hard."
Inside the secure vault of the auction house, a girl with waterfall-like black hair and a face as beautiful as a forest elf, radiating pure charm and grace, spoke softly while counting auction items.
> "What are you saying, my young master? Weiyang is simply doing her duty."
Next to her stood a woman with elegant black curls and graceful, refined features. Though she exuded mature charm, her smile was gentle, like a spring breeze—instantly putting others at ease.
This woman was Ye Weiyang, the most celebrated auctioneer of the Holy Alliance Auction House. And the young woman she addressed as her master was none other than the future successor of the house—Feng Ling'er.
> "Sister Weiyang, you're teasing me again. My father is still evaluating me, so I must double the auction house's revenue during this selection event!"
> Yes—I must double it, to prove to him that I'm capable!
Feng Ling'er clenched her fists, silently psyching herself up.
Looking at the fired-up Ling'er, Ye Weiyang tossed her hair and chuckled:
> "Don't worry. You've seen the charm of your Sister Weiyang, haven't you? When I lift just a finger, those men line up to bid. If you joined me on stage, with that pure and innocent look of yours, you'd be popular with both men and women."
> "Oh—Sister Weiyang~ How can you say that? You're our top auctioneer because of your professionalism. Your beauty is just a bonus."
> "Huh? Since when did your little mouth become so glib? You're just under pressure now and want to tie Sister Weiyang to your chariot," Ye Weiyang said with a teasing smile.
> "Hehe, I've been found out by Sister Weiyang~"
As Feng Ling'er hugged her arm and acted cute, Ye Weiyang responded with amusement:
> "Well, Ling'er, you have so many suitors. Why not just pick one from the younger generation of the Holy Alliance? If you get married, it'll boost our business. Then you can just become a rich woman and enjoy life."
> "No way! Those guys are only after my body. Sister Weiyang, you talk about me, but I heard your childhood sweetheart is the younger brother of the Templar Knight Commander. And he's handsome too—why don't you consider him?" Feng Ling'er shot back instinctively.
Ye Weiyang, however, was ever composed—the seasoned star of the auction house, with poise honed from years of public-facing work. Compared to Feng Ling'er's shyness, she was totally unfazed.
> "You mean Han Yu? That silly boy? He's younger than me, and we're too close. There's no way I'd like him."
Feng Ling'er pouted—she knew she couldn't win a verbal duel with Ye Weiyang.
She quickly changed the topic:
> "Sister Weiyang, I think we should stick to business when we're at work."
> "By the way, that merchant group…"
> "The Moonlit Chamber of Commerce," Ye Weiyang interjected.
> "Yes, that one. Didn't we have a deal with them? When are they arriving? If they're too late, we might miss the best auction window."
The Holy Alliance Auction ran two types of auctions—consignment, where goods were sold through the platform for a commission, and direct, where the house bought items outright and auctioned them itself.
> "Don't worry. The Moonlit Chamber of Commerce is the number one caravan on the Holy Demon Continent. Their reputation is solid. They've never failed to deliver on time. I'm sure they'll arrive before the competition starts."
> "According to our agreement, they'll be here in three days, which gives us two days to prepare before the trials begin."
> "Great. Their epic forging materials are the finale of this auction, and they also have several Spirit Demon–grade weapons. While they're not top-tier, they're just right for contestants below level five. We could fetch a high price!"
Feng Ling'er's face lit up with confidence.
Seeing her enthusiasm, Ye Weiyang's gaze softened with pride.
> Ling'er has excellent market instincts.
A few days before the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition, all professionals who passed the initial screening from towns across human territory would gather here.
Some might come from wealthy backgrounds, already equipped with fine gear.
But most participants wore ordinary equipment, and for them, a suitable weapon could be the key to advancing in the second round.
More importantly, those selected had qualified by hunting demons, meaning they were likely carrying valuable demon corpses, perfect for refining into pills and equipment.
Many of them would naturally choose to sell their trophies through the auction house—bringing in significant revenue.
But the real star items of the auction would be those two epic forging materials.
If they sold well, the revenue would rival that of the entire first half of the year.
> "There's still time. I'll get the word out. The vice palace lords of the six Holy Temples are sure to show up."
> "Then I'll leave it to you, Sister Weiyang."
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Three days later.
A sixty-person caravan appeared at the gates of the Holy City.
Every member was a woman, and each one strikingly beautiful.
Beneath their white cloaks, their figures were equally stunning.
Even though they wore veils, passersby couldn't help but steal second glances.
But just as the caravan was about to pass, two city gate knights stepped forward and blocked the way.
> "During the Demon Hunting Group Selection period, no one may enter the city without a pass!"
Before the knights could continue, Lin Ze stepped down from a carriage.
The moment he appeared—his handsome features, tall build, and faintly seductive aura—everyone turned to look.
Unlike Sidi, Lin Ze couldn't yet fully suppress his lust aura, and this became a hazard to those with weak mental defenses.
Men felt inferior and ashamed when they saw him.
Women couldn't tear their eyes away.
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