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Azmodeus peacefully slept on top of his direwolf without a care in the world.
At least, that was until he felt something heavy find its way on top of his back.
"Yang Hua…" He murmured.
"You're going to be late for the Yellowcreek Auction if you keep lazing around, Az, Az."
A sweet and oddly melodic voice sounded out from atop his chest as it looked like a young, cheeky girl was in quite the good mood.
"Mhmm…" Azmodeus responded with a light nod of his head before falling back asleep.
Yang Hua looked down at the silly billy sleeping willy as she put her flawless face up to his ears before whispering, "I'll lick your ears if you keep on sleeping~"
"!!!" Azmodeus immediately jumped up before leaping off the Direwolf with a spirited expression, seemingly ready for the day to begin!
"Teehee~" Yang Hua giggled a little at this action before tagging right along behind him, linking arms with his, much to his dismay.
Azmodeus didn't even know how to quantify the surprise he felt after watching her gloomy mood do a complete 360.
It all started a few days ago, when she hounded him, saying something about a voice transmission being sent to her from his master.
He didn't think much of it back then, summing it up as nothing more than the fanciful whims of a daddy's girl. But after her cheeky personality came back in full swing, he was beginning to think contrary to his previous thoughts.
Is that old fart really alive and well…? If so, then why hasn't he come back yet?
He pondered the matter for a second before understanding something…
Master must be in trouble or stuck somewhere… That is the only possible explanation…
Furthermore, this would also mean that Yang Hua likely knows nothing about his precise predicament…
After all, that daughter-con would never have his daughter worry over his potential death or indefinite period of capture…
Azmodeus's deductive skills had improved tremendously after leveling up all of his traits, and he was quite confident in his ability to understand the gist of a wide assortment of situations.
Nonetheless, whatever may or may not have happened to his master, neither he nor Yang Hua were anywhere near the level of strength needed to alter his destiny.
So in the end, he scratched the topic altogether and headed in the direction of a large red and gold building located at the center of Yellowcreek City.
This was the Yellowcreek Auction, and it was also a place where even cultivation resources capable of assisting Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators would often come in.
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All of the various Sect Disciples watched the Anomaly pass by the Sect Exchange building with a beauty in his arms, seemingly on his way out of the sect.
For some reason, watching a twelve-year-old boy walk out of the Sect Exchange Building with items worth millions of silver taels and a gorgeous girl in his arms made them all envious as hell.
"We're jealous of a kid… What's even the point of us living on anymore…? We're failures…"
"You're right, that's why I'm going to go back to my family home and become a sh*t farmer, hoping to find myself a pretty woman to make my mother proud!"
"Ahhh, a sh*t farmer is quite a noble profession, while I, on the other hand, will be heading to the Royal Capital, aiming to become successful as a male stripper in one of the most popular establishments-!"
"All of you shut up and get back to cultivating!!"
An elder's voice interrupted the nonsensical talks of the Inner and Outer Disciples as everyone stood up straight before rushing to various locations of the Yellow Mellow Sect.
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Meanwhile, inside a luxurious reception area of the Yellowcreek Auction with fancy red tassels and bright red and yellow lanterns adorning the walls.
It was within such a place that a young boy and girl waited on the other side of a counter, arm in arm.
Azmodeus had already given up on getting the clingy girl to allow him some breathing room. After all, she would always respond with something like, 'You so silly!' or 'You dummy, dum dum! How would we be so close if we weren't this close??'.
All in all, he couldn't even bother himself to do anything about her clinginess anymore…
Nevertheless, he voiced his question to the male receptionist in front of him. "Can you get us two seats for the VIP section of the auction today?"
"VIP seats?? For young children like yourselves, I think it would be more appropriate for you to go to a candy stall with your mommy's money." The man scoffed before turning his head away from the two kids staring at him.
He completely ignored their existence as he went back to reading a naughty, colored magazine that he had picked up from a friend of his.
However, the receptionist was quickly taken out of his self-indulgent stupor by the sound of something hard clanging against the counter.
"These are our Direct Disciple Identity Tokens of the Yellow Mellow Sect; now, if you would, let us in through those doors before I take the doors off their hinges." Azmodeus spoke with a 'friendly' look on his face, his small hands causing the counter to slightly cave in from the power he was inputting into them.
"!!!" The receptionist looked over the identity tokens before bowing over faster than he has in his entire life.
"I-I apologize for my rude behavior! If you would please forgive me as I lead you two distinguished guests into the number one VIP booth of the auction!"
"Very well. Then get on with it," Azmodeus responded with a dry tone, his figure already leading Yang Hua past the man and behind the now-unlocked violet-colored door.
Az, Az is so cool, hehe~
Yang Hua tagged along beside him with an infatuated expression.
*Drip! Drip!*
Sweat beads fell to the wooden ground after the two of them left. The receptionist had never been so nervous in his entire life!
After all, who hadn't heard of the young monstrous boy who caused people to whisper wherever he went!?
And of those who heard of him, who wasn't aware of the cruelty that he displayed to all those who crossed his path!?
The receptionist thanked the gods above for allowing him to live a little longer. Even so, that didn't stop him from immediately running over to a transmission token and calling in the owner of the Yellowcreek Auction. He informed him of the VVIP guest that had come over to their auction.
Upon hearing about the Supreme Genius himself visiting, it didn't take long before a figure in the 12th Stage of Qi Condensation rushed over to the Auction House as fast as he could!
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