Chapter 767

Chapter 767: Lord of the Red Pavilion

"Since the outcome is so displeasing, as the Lord of this Red Pavilion and the master of Red City, I cannot sit idly by. I shall have you bid openly, revealing your true intentions," declared the Falling Phoenix girl, her youthful face betraying a hunger far beyond her years. She clapped her hands, and an enchanting figure materialized behind her, captivating every cultivator present.

Her beauty resembled a long-coveted treasure, igniting a feverish desire that threatened to overwhelm reason. The cultivators’ eyes raked over the girl’s barely concealed form, their gazes predatory.

"As you see, this is a rare succubus—a beauty even Heavenly Immortals would covet. Surely, none of you would pass up the chance to claim her," the Falling Phoenix girl taunted, ignoring the silent tears streaking the pink-haired succubus’s dirt-smudged face. "She belongs to the Devil Race, invaders of our human realm. Whoever purchases her may indulge their darkest desires."

Even the most disciplined ascetic would falter before such allure. Though Ye Yun felt a flicker of heat, he dismissed it—this girl paled compared to the succubus who’d reached the demon god realm.

The Ancestor licked his lips but snapped his eyes shut. "I can’t break my vows! If that woman finds out, I’ll lose my head!"

"100,000 top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones for the succubus!" croaked an elderly man, leering at her bound form.

"A paltry sum," the Falling Phoenix girl scoffed. Bids erupted—110,000, 130,000, 150,000.

Ye Yun observed the frenzy. Men who couldn’t compete stared hungrily at the succubus’s exposed limbs, imagining worse.

"Succubi exude this aura naturally," Ye Yun mused, holding his breath against her scent. A demon god realm succubus needed no such tricks—a glance would suffice.

"700,000!" A handsome man fanned himself lazily, eyes gleaming. "Who in Red City can match me?"

The Falling Phoenix girl smiled. "Any higher bids?"

"One million!"

All turned to Ye Yun. The Falling Phoenix girl nodded. "The succubus goes to Ye Yun for one million top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones."

Ye Yun’s brow twitched—she’d painted a target on his back.

"Extravagant!" The Ancestor chuckled. "Planning to save her?"

"If it repays a debt," Ye Yun replied flatly, watching the hollow-eyed succubus vanish.

The red-clothed attendant stammered, "After the Red Stained Pavilion concludes, I’ll escort you to the city lord."

Ye Yun shrugged. Let them misunderstand.

Next, a dark blade appeared. "A Devil Race relic found with the succubus. Opening bid: five million."

Gasps filled the hall.

"Your Purple Shadow Divine Sword rivals this," the Ancestor remarked.

"Then it’s worthless to me." Ye Yun’s sword, fused with his true qi, surpassed even supreme Immortal artifacts.

The blade sold for 17 million to Gui Xiaohan, leaving He Xiaoan seething.

"Begone, unless you wish me to remove you personally," the Falling Phoenix girl ordered, ending the auction.