In his room, Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp, piercing light flashing within them.
By now, he had completely refined the Undying Devil Flame, and his cultivation had broken through from Rank 2 Spirit Ancestor to Rank 3 Spirit Ancestor.
With a thought, a terrifying black-blue flame surged into his palm.
The moment it appeared, the entire room became unbearably hot.
Even the air twisted from the sheer heat.
It was a truly eerie sight.
"Let's try devouring..."
With a single thought, Chen Mo summoned the Beast Flame of the Cang Lei Blood Hawk, igniting it in his other hand.
The instant the blood-colored Beast Flame rose—
—the Undying Devil Flame trembled slightly, as if yearning to consume it.
Chen Mo slowly brought his hands closer together, and even before they touched, the Undying Devil Flame suddenly morphed into something like ghost fire. It surged like a whirlwind, instantly wrapping around the blood flame.
Moments later, threads of the black-blue fire seeped into the blood flame. As the Undying Devil Flame flared brighter, it completely devoured the Beast Flame.
The flame's searing heat distorted even the very air around it.
Chen Mo repeated the process, allowing the Undying Devil Flame to devour the Violet Flame as well.
And once again, its heat and power increased significantly.
The key point was: even though the Violet Flame and the Blood Flame had been consumed, Chen Mo could still extract their fundamental fire seeds from within.
he could still use Buddha's Fury Lotus Flame.
Without any hesitation, Chen Mo then offered up the Green Lotus Core Flame.
Though a ranked Heavenly Flame, in the presence of the Undying Devil Flame, it seemed like its bloodline was suppressed. Without any resistance, it was consumed entirely.
—a wild, ferocious, and destructive aura surged outward.
Although Chen Mo quickly restrained the heat, the momentary burst of energy obliterated everything in the room.
Unable to withstand the impact, the room collapsed entirely, burying Chen Mo beneath the rubble.
Outside, Qian'er was holding an invitation to the Mittel Auction House when the room suddenly collapsed before her eyes, her expression instantly turning pale.
As she stood frozen in panic—
—the air shimmered, and an invisible force burst from the wreckage. A rather disheveled figure emerged in front of her.
"M-My lord, are you alright?" Qian'er asked, trembling.
Chen Mo shook his head. "Call someone to clean this up."
He then pulled a pouch of gold coins from his storage ring and tossed it to her.
Without another word, he turned and walked toward a different room—after all, he had purchased an entire courtyard, not just one room.
"Understood." Qian'er bowed respectfully. Just as Chen Mo was about to leave, she quickly added, "My lord, this is an invitation from the Mittel Auction House. They request your presence at tonight's auction."
Without turning back, Chen Mo lightly waved his hand, and the invitation flew into his palm.
After bathing, Chen Mo changed into the robes of a Tier 3 Alchemist and made his way to the Mittel Auction House.
Guided by a female attendant, he entered the ongoing auction.
As he stepped inside, the brightly lit surroundings dimmed, and a cacophony of voices flooded in from all directions. For someone like Chen Mo, who was witnessing such a grand scene for the first time, it piqued his interest.
The auction hall was enormous—
—easily accommodating several hundred people.
Under a central spotlight, a beautiful woman in a crimson qipao stood gracefully on the stage, speaking in a soft and seductive voice that could make a man's bones feel weak.
Her charming voice not only stirred the hearts of the men present, but also dulled their judgment, leading them to raise bids with little hesitation.
Chen Mo had entered through the back entrance, and in this dim lighting, should've gone unnoticed.
However, at that very moment, Ya Fei's gaze swept across him—and lingered.
As the center of attention, Ya Fei's brief pause was enough to draw many eyes to follow her line of sight.
Soon, the sight of Chen Mo in his Tier 3 Alchemist robes caused a stir.
"That's him! That Tier 3 Alchemist!"
"Whoa, he's so young!"
"And handsome, too! Did you see that?"
Under the scrutiny of countless gazes, Chen Mo's eyes met Ya Fei's for a brief moment before he calmly walked to a seat toward the back and sat down.
The truth was, he had come for Ya Fei—to see if he could take advantage of her again tonight.
Seated in the front row, the head of the Jia Lie Clan, Jia Lie Bi, turned to the man beside him and said:
"I heard he rejected all the invitations we sent him."
"Yes. Not just ours—the Oba Clan and the Xiao Clan also got turned down," the man replied respectfully.
"A Tier 3 Alchemist... that's beyond what any of us can afford to offend. With his influence, just a few words could doom any of our three clans."
Jia Lie Bi pondered for a moment before speaking again. "After the auction, come with me to greet him. Even if we can't win him over, we should still show goodwill—at the very least, we don't want him getting too close to the Xiao or Oba Clans."
Similar conversations were taking place within the Xiao and Oba Clans as well.
A Tier 3 Alchemist might not be easy to win over, but extending goodwill—enough to tip the balance, or at least to prevent the others from recruiting him—was the outcome all three clans hoped for.
"The influence of an alchemist is truly incredible. He hasn't done anything, and yet all three clans treat him like royalty."
Sitting a bit further back, Xiao Yan glanced toward Chen Mo with eyes full of admiration and respect.
"Hehe, Brother Xiao Yan," a young girl with early hints of breathtaking beauty said with a smile, "An alchemist's status isn't just because of power, but also their rarity and practical value. Becoming one requires very strict conditions."
She continued, "First, your elemental affinity must be fire. Then, within your flame, there must be a trace of wood element to assist in refining and catalyzing medicinal ingredients..."
Hearing her detailed explanation, Xiao Yan asked in surprise, "Xun'er, how do you know all this?"
"Because someone has to read books while you're busy training all day." Xun'er's eyes flashed with a hint of nervousness.
"Brother Xiao Yan, I think he noticed us!" said Xiao Mei, who sat between Xiao Yan and Xun'er, nudging his arm suddenly.
Xiao Yan and Xun'er froze, then raised their heads.
Their eyes met with Chen Mo's.
To Xiao Yan's surprise—Chen Mo actually smiled at him.
But there was something strange about that smile...
It felt like he was thinking about taking something from him.
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