As they stepped out of the study, Gu Chaoyan invited Zhou Huaijin inside.
Worry etched on his face, Zhou Huaijin opened the door and entered. He asked with concern, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine. I feel much better after taking a short break. Any updates from the auction house?" Gu Chaoyan inquired, her thoughts preoccupied with the impending token auction.
Zhou Huaijin nodded, indicating there was news.
He had been worried about Gu Chaoyan's well-being, but he had also instructed Fu Bao and the others to keep a close eye on the auction house. Something significant was unfolding.
Initially, he had planned to ask Gu Chaoyan if she possessed any suitable Dharma artifacts or enchanted armaments. However, he hadn't anticipated the news that had just arrived.
"They say Haitian Auction House is planning to auction the authority token in three days," Zhou Huaijin revealed.
He continued, mentioning the influx of people arriving at the auction house. It seemed that countless individuals were vying for this immensely important item. He had instructed Fu Bao to remain vigilant, intending to inform Gu Chaoyan when the timing was right. However, Gu Chaoyan beat him to it, prompting him to divulge the information straightforwardly.
The authority token…
As expected, Haitian Auction House would be auctioning it in two days' time.
Realizing the urgency, Gu Chaoyan felt a strong desire to meet with Duan Feng before the token went up for auction.
Just as she was about to rise from her seat, her vision blurred, causing her to stumble backward and regain her position on the chair.
Exhaustion had taken its toll on her, as she had not enjoyed a proper rest in far too long.
Witnessing her unsteady state, Zhou Huaijin grew anxious and gently guided her back onto the bed. "The auction is still three days away. Don't worry. Focus on resting for now. I will stay here to watch over you. Refrain from sneaking out to concoct pills. Just take this time to recuperate."
After pondering for a while, Gu Chaoyan decided to visit Zhou Huaijin the next day as planned. She nodded in agreement, feeling reassured by his presence.
Taking hold of Zhou Huaijin's hands, she gradually drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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At Piaomiao Pavilion.
Wuxing and Zhao Dier had returned to Piaomiao Pavilion, hastening to meet the Pavilion Head upon their arrival. Zhao Dier accompanied Wuxing, hoping to gain favor from her father by sharing news of the Flying Heavens Pill. She had succumbed to impulse during the auction house visit and desired some compensation through this achievement.
Motivated and driven, Zhao Dier anticipated a positive outcome.
ραndαsΝοvεl ƈοm Wuxing didn't mind Zhao Dier taking credit for their joint efforts. After all, she was the Pavilion Head's daughter, and he couldn't compete with her in terms of status. As long as the Pavilion Head was aware of the situation, he was content.
"You're back. How did the dealings with Haitian Auction House go?" the Pavilion Head inquired, exuding a calm and composed demeanor, in stark contrast to Zhao Dier's impetuous nature.
"The pills didn't fare well. Duan Feng doesn't seem to be satisfied with our offerings," Wuxing responded candidly.
The Pavilion Head's expression changed, a hint of concern flashing across his face.
Piaomiao Pavilion boasted the finest pills among all the sects, having made significant breakthroughs in the field of alchemy. That was precisely why they had chosen to showcase their pills at the auction house, aiming to forge a closer partnership.
Duan Feng's dissatisfaction with the pills raised questions.
Was he dissatisfied with the quality of the pills themselves, or was he dissatisfied with Piaomiao Pavilion's collaboration? This matter required careful consideration.
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