Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Based on Ding Yi's understanding of Yuan Shaokang, this guy would never let this go easily. Even if he went bankrupt, he would fight Yuan Shaokang to the death.    

    

Furthermore, although two hundred million was not a small sum, it wasn't much to the Yuan Family. As the young master of Yuan Family, Yuan Shaokang could casually take out a few hundred million.    

    

However, Yuan Shaokang was willing to lose face this time and didn't raise the bid again, which made Ding Yi a little suspicious. Coupled with his strange actions before and the special feeling he gave Ding Yi, all of them made Ding Yi think deeply.    

    

"Why does it feel like it's a completely different person?" Ding Yi frowned and said in his heart.    

    

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind. He changed people, changed people. He kept muttering these words. When he thought about what happened to him, Ding Yi suddenly raised his head.    

    

Was it possible that this person was no longer Yuan Shaokang, but a raider just like himself?    

    

Since he could live from the ancient era until now, it was hard to guarantee that no one else had come to this era through possession, just like him!    

    

The more Ding Yi thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. If it really was true, then he needed to improve his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, if his guess was right, those people who didn't belong to this era would have a great impact on the world.    

    

The consequences of this were much more troublesome than the birth of the seal with the characters of the Nine Nether Clan carved on it.    

    

"I need to pay more attention to the Yuan Family." Ding Yi said in his heart.    

    

All of this was just his guess, but as long as it was possible, Ding Yi would have to eliminate it, and it would be best if he could kill it in the cradle.    

    

Very soon, the auctioned items were sold one by one. As everyone was bidding for the items, the entire auction was in full swing. Only Yuan Shaokang, who had competed with Ding Yi before, remained silent.    

    

At this moment, the woman brought up another wooden plate. The item was covered with silk, making it look like a stone or a sculpture. It was about the height of a palm.    

    

From the moment the wooden tray was brought up, Ding Yi narrowed his eyes. Although he could not see what was underneath the satin, he could feel that the object on the wooden tray was emitting an extremely obscure and evil aura.    

    

It was an indescribable feeling, something that could not be described. Only someone like Ding Yi, who possessed the divine power, could feel it. It was an aura that he hated from the bottom of his heart.    

    

"This auction is a little interesting, it doesn't seem like a coincidence." Ding Yi frowned. It was strange for an unknown item to appear at the same time in the same auction.    

    

"This is the first heavyweight item for this auction. I believe that everyone will like it." Elder Feng, who was standing on the stage, mysteriously smiled. He lifted the satin cover without any hesitation.    

    

On the wooden tray was a palm-sized statue. This statue was completely black, and although it was carved in the shape of a human, it had three heads and six arms. The three heads were Smiling Face, Weeping Face, and Cold Face.    

    

Each of the six arms held a strange weapon, which looked extremely strange, making people feel very uncomfortable.    

    

However, such a thing attracted a lot of people's gazes. Everyone looked at the statue curiously. They did not know why Elder Feng called it a heavyweight auction.    

    

"Just a glance at this thing makes me feel very uncomfortable." Wei Jianguo shook his head and said with a frown.    

    

Ding Yi turned his head and looked at him. He nodded and said, "Indeed, I also feel uncomfortable. It seems like it's not a good thing."    

    

Wei Jianguo could feel the discomfort, which surprised Ding Yi a little. Normal people wouldn't be able to feel the strangeness of this statue, at most they would feel that it was carved in an ugly way.    

    

"This is a statue created by a master. Although we don't know what kind of deity it is, but don't underestimate this statue. This statue was carved from a thousand year old Irontree Heart and was soaked in purple sand day and night." Elder Feng smiled and scanned the crowd. He said mysteriously, "I heard this wooden sculpture can be used at home. You can achieve whatever you want!"    

    

"I announce that the starting price is thirty-five million!" As Elder Feng finished his sentence, the greed in Yuan Shaokang's eyes intensified. He immediately shouted, "Fifty million!"    

    

"60 million!" A man with a mustache glanced at Yuan Shaokang and said with a smile, "Young Master Yuan, I'm sorry. I'm a superstitious person, so I like to collect these things."    

    

"Hmph, eighty million!" Yuan Shaokang frowned, but he still snorted coldly, "Since someone wants to bid, then let's all rely on our own abilities!"    

    

Yuan Shaokang's words were cold, causing many people to feel a chill down their spines. Those who wanted to say something immediately shut their mouths.    

    

However, how many of the business people present were not superstitious? After hearing what Elder Feng said, someone braced himself and shouted: "I bid 100 million!"    

    

The sculpture itself was carved from the heart of the thousand year old Iron Tree. Furthermore, Elder Feng had said that it was a heavyweight auction, and coupled with superstitious psychological effects, no one felt that 100 million was a loss.    

    

"150 million!" Yuan Shaokang squinted his eyes and said coldly, he was determined to get this item.    

    

Hearing that Yuan Shaokang increased the price by 50 million all of a sudden, the mustache man's face stiffened and sat back down in annoyance.    

    

Most people would not be able to compete with the Yuan Group in terms of financial resources. Perhaps only Director Zheng and Jin Siqi had the ability to bid.    

    

Seeing that person shut his mouth tactfully, Yuan Shaokang's expression finally eased up a bit. He looked towards Elder Feng and said indifferently: "It seems that no one wants to bid anymore."    

    

"One hundred fifty million! Young Master Yuan is bidding one hundred fifty million! Is there anyone that's willing to bid higher?!" Elder Feng's eyes revealed a passionate look. Although he knew that the price of the thousand year Ironheart Tree wouldn't be low, he never expected it to be this high!    

    

"One hundred fifty million going once, one hundred fifty million going twice, one hundred fifty million …" After shouting a few times that no one was bidding, Elder Feng was about to pick up the small wooden hammer and make his final bid.    

    

Suddenly, Ding Yi opened his mouth and spoke. He glanced at Yuan Shaokang and said lightly, "200 million!"    

    

"Brother Ding, are you crazy?!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Wei Jianguo's expression changed. Ding Yi had just bid 200 million for the statue, and now he offered another 200 million for the statue.    

    

Besides, this statue didn't seem to be anything good. Ding Yi had already said that he didn't like this thing, so why did he spend 200 million on it? Was it just to let Yuan Shaokang suffer a loss?    

    

"You!" Yuan Shaokang stood up fiercely, pointed at Ding Yi and gritted his teeth. He squinted his eyes and sneered, "Hmph, 300 million!"