Chapter 1327: To the Auction

"I want this meat dish, and this soup, and this uhh… whatever this is, and this dessert, and ooh also this drink. Does this have alcohol? I'm bad with alcohol. But maybe I should try it, so this drink too. And these side dishes, and this meat bun, 2 of them."

Ronron excitedly ordered everything she could get her eyes on the menu. She wasn't very good at reading the demon language just yet, so she had to order based on what little she could understand from the menu she was presented.

The waiter hurriedly wrote down everything she was asking for with sweat dripping down his forehead. He had never seen someone order so much food with only 2 people eating.

"Make everything double so my father can eat too," she said.

"Double?!" the waiter looked at her as if she was crazy.

Alex rubbed his forehead as the foot was in fact too much. It wasn't like they were having a feast or anything. This was supposed to be a breakfast.

"Can you even eat all that? You will get stuffed," he told her.

"Does it matter? I will just destroy the food in my body if it's too much to make room for more," she said.

Alex sighed in the end. "Bring what she said. You can take your time and do it one at a time. We will probably be here for a while," he told the waiter.

The waiter nodded and quickly left.

Ronron looked around as she waited and watched the crowd in awe. Seeing how the cultivators went about their day was quite interesting for her.

"Father, weren't you popular here before?" she asked. "Aunt Liz said that you were so popular that you had to spend weeks here going to visit different people because they wanted to become friends with you."

"I was, why?" Alex asked.

"How many years ago was it?" she asked.

"Uhh… about 30 years ago, I would say," Alex said as he thought. "Maybe a little less than that."

"Is that enough time for people to forget you here?" she asked. "Aren't cultivators supposed to live forever and remember everything? Then how come no one is surprised to see you at all?"

"Ah, well 2 reasons mainly," Alex said. "First of all, when I was becoming popular here, I wore a mask to hide my face. So they know me more by the mask than my face."

"And secondly… can you tell how strong I am right now?" he asked.

Ronron gave a confused look and looked at him. "How am I supposed to tell? You are way stronger than me so I have no idea," she said.

"Well, the same would happen to the others all well," Alex said. "Because my cultivation base is currently concealed so well that barely anyone can even tell that I am a Saint realm cultivator."

"Oh," Ronron wasn't expecting that answer at all. "Can you teach me that technique?"

"Sure," Alex said. "I have many techniques to teach you, which I will after I return from the Western Continent."

"Thank you, father," Ronron nearly shouted out loud.

The food arrived one after another and the two of them took their time eating it. The food was delicious but not enough to be surprised by it for Alex, but to Ronron, this was the best thing she had eaten since she was born.

The flavor of the meat, the sweetness of the dessert, the blissful pain the wine left behind on her throat, all of it was an experience that she enjoyed way more than she would have thought she would.

The dishes came one after another and the two of them ate them like there was no tomorrow. Alex even brought out Pearl and Whisker to let them try the food a bit before sending them back.

It was only 2 hours later did the two of them finally finish eating everything.

"Urghh… I shouldn't have ordered so much," Ronron said as she slumped on her chair.

"Come on, get up. you're fine," Alex said.

"No, I really ate too much, father. I can't move," she said in a lethargic manner.

"Okay, then burn your food," Alex said. "You said you would do that right?"

"But it was so good. I don't want to get rid of it," Ronron said.

Alex chuckled a bit. "Then do you want me to carry you on my back?" he asked.

She suddenly got up. "Of course not," she said with a small pout on her face. "Fine, I'm burning it."

She closed her eyes and the food inside of her was destroyed by the Qi as nothing remained at all.

She opened her eyes and took a deep breath afterward. "Alright, let's leave."

Alex finally got up and went on to pay for the food. Their total came up to around 10 thousand spirit stones, which surprised both of them quite a bit.

Ronron was surprised at how expensive it was, and Alex was surprised at how cheap it was. He quickly paid for the food and left.

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Ronron walked behind him, getting out of the restaurant and walking in the direction of the Auction house that was supposed to open up in a little more than an hour from now.

The auction house wasn't very far away, however, and it would only take them about 20 minutes to get there at best.

"Hmm?" Alex made a soft sound.

"Hm? What's wrong, father?" Ronron asked.

"Nothing," Alex said. "Just a bunch of people following us."

"Following us? Why?" she asked.

"Because we spent quite a bit of money," Alex said.

"Should we tell the police? Err… no, what do they have here? Guards?" Ronron asked.

"There should be some sort of patrol group formed from the disciples of the 5 major sects. But that won't be necessary at all," Alex said.

The ones following were weaklings after all.

* * * * * *

The group of 3 young men silently followed the two people up front.

"That girl must be a spoiled brat, asking for so much money from the man," one of them said.

"Look at him, that's probably her brother. He does whatever she says, no wonder she is spoiled," another one said.

"Are you sure we can loot them?" the third one asked. "The girl was weak, but I can't tell how strong the man is."

"Do you think he would need to eat if he was strong? Besides, strong men wouldn't get their food in the lower floors. I bet he is just acting strong because of the money. What we need to be careful about is if they have any guards. Don't be seen okay?" the first man said.

"Look," the second man pointed. "That's the auction house. Damn it, are they going to spend it all in the auction house? What if the items they buy are useless?"

"Doesn't matter, we can sell those items back," the first man said. "Alright, let's enter the auction house ourselves too."

* * * * *

Alex and Ronron arrived at the auction house that had quite a line waiting for it to open. He could sense quite a few strong individuals, all of whom seem to be ready for it to open as well.

'The Ancient Battlefield was opened yesterday, so everyone must have come out,' he thought. 'It might not be so easy to buy things cheaply if they all decide to bet on the stuff.'

Ultimately, it would all boil down to who had more money in the end, so Alex wasn't worried at all. After all, who here possibly walked around with a few dozen million spirit stones in their storage bag?

He walked up to one of the people from the auction house to get himself a seat inside.

"Hi, is it too late to join the auction?" Alex asked.

"You cannot put up any items for the auction anymore, but you can join it if your intention is to only purchase and not sell," the person said.

"Oh, yes that's what I wanted. Can I have a VIP room?" Alex asked.

"Sorry, senior, all VIP rooms have already been booked. We only have seats in the main hall and that too at the back. Unfortunately, you have arrived too late to reserve any good seats," the person said.

"Ah, I see. My bad," Alex said. "Can we have two of those seats then?"

"Of course," the person said and brought out two metal tickets with numbers on it. "These will be your chairs."

Alex paid the small fee for entering the auction house and took the tickets. He went back to where Ronron was and showed her the ticket.

"I got us a seat at the back. We were late to get the good seats," he said.

"Will that put us at a disadvantage?" Ronron asked curiously.

"Not really. It's all the same," Alex said. "It's just that people like to stay at the front to see what is being sold more clearly. You won't be able to use your spiritual sense on the items, so you are left with your normal eyesight."

"I have good eyesight," Ronron said proudly. "They are so good that my master says I can see Wood aura and Spatial aura with my two eyes later on if I can get to a high enough cultivation realm."

"Oh, is that so?" Alex asked. 'That sounds like a weaker version of Demon eyes though. Maybe I should teach everyone the Demon eyes too. It will be a pain to make that paste though.'

The two of them stayed there for a bit more time before the auction let them all get in. Alex and Ronron went to find their seats toward the back of the hall and once they were settled, they waited for the auction to begin.

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