The auction at Wind God Hall will be held in seven days.

During this period, Wang Xu made a special trip back to Qingfeng Village.

Once Wang Xu returned to Qingfeng Village, it was as if an atomic bomb had exploded on the plain, causing the entire village to spring into a flurry.

People from neighboring villages were still drinking in Qingfeng Village, not having left yet.

When they saw Wang Xu walking through the sky and stepping down to the ground, they sobered up instantly.

Earth Level Martial Artist!

A true Earth Level Martial Artist!

Everyone who saw Wang Xu cheered with joy. It was their first time witnessing a true Earth Level Martial Artist, almost like seeing a deity, filled with fervent worship.

These people watched from afar, not daring to approach.

In the presence of deities, although people were excited, delighted, cheering, and jumping for joy, deep down they felt more fear.

Fear of powerful strength, fear of themselves being mere ants before the deity, fear keeping them from approaching Wang Xu lightly.

Wang Xu ignored these gazes and headed straight toward Ya Sang's house.

"Wang Xu, you've returned!"

When Ya Sang saw Wang Xu, her beautiful eyes filled with spirit; the previously dim look suddenly sparkled.

Upon seeing Ya Sang, Wang Xu's expression softened, his eyes naturally converged, even showing a hint of tenderness.

"These are Fuyang Grass, one a day. In fifty days, Uncle Ya's illness will be cured."

Ya Sang looked at Wang Xu in surprise, carefully opening the white bag on the table. Instantly, a wave of heat rushed to her face, and the bag was filled with a small mountain of Fuyang Grass.

"Fifty stalks of Fuyang Grass... this... this is too precious... I can't accept it!"

Having risked entering the Piaoling Mountain Range for spirit medicine for her father's illness, Ya Sang naturally understood the price of Fuyang Grass.

One stalk is fifty taels, fifty stalks make it two thousand five hundred taels.

Such a fortune, by Ya Sang's family's yearly standard of twenty taels, would suffice for them to live for more than a hundred years!

Ya Sang's parents were taken aback by this.

Perhaps they did not know Wang Xu's power beforehand, but after hearing the villagers mention him more and more, they gradually understood what kind of person Wang Xu was.

An Earth Level Martial Artist, an existence like a deity.

Meeting such a great person was an honor for them in life, let alone receiving his gifts, it was like a blessing cultivated over three lives.

For this reason, those who used to mock and ridicule Ya Sang's parents secretly have now completely changed their attitudes.

"What I give, I never take back."

Wang Xu spoke with an unwaveringly firm expression.

Ya Sang knew Wang Xu's stubborn personality; she also knew Wang Xu was repaying her family's kindness by doing this.

"Thank you, Wang Xu."

Ya Sang no longer refused, she said softly.

Her somewhat rough hands rubbed the hem of her clothing, her face flushing slightly.

Wang Xu noticed the patched linen clothes on Ya Sang but silently frowned.

The next day, Wang Xu took a special trip to Flame Fire Main City.

The following day, upon returning to Qingfeng Village, Wang Xu had two more black bags in his hands.

When he gently placed the black bags on the table, Ya Sang's family all looked at Wang Xu, puzzled.

"Clothes! Such beautiful clothes!"

Ya Sang's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

Inside the black bags were all clothes made from high-grade fabrics.

"This one…"

Ya Sang quickly spotted a white long dress among them.

She had seen this white long dress when she followed her father into Flame Fire Main City as a child.

Just at first glance, Ya Sang could not forget it, dreaming day and night of wearing this white long dress.

But Ya Sang knew her poor family circumstances wouldn't allow her to obtain such an expensive dress, enough to cover ten years' living expenses, so she buried the desire in her heart, never speaking of it to anyone.

However, now that it appeared before Ya Sang again, it was in such a moment.

"Thank you! Thank you, Wang Xu!"

Ya Sang fell into Wang Xu's arms, crying with gratitude.

Ya Sang's parents saw this and exchanged a glance, showing a relieved smile.

Actually, Wang Xu did not know Ya Sang's past.

He went to the largest clothing store in Flame Fire Main City and bought one piece of all the most expensive clothes.

It cost him nearly a hundred thousand taels of silver banknotes, which shocked everyone present, even the young masters of prominent families in Flame Fire Main City sighed in admiration.

Thinking this was wasteful, that brother here was the real spendthrift!

"Wang Xu, am I pretty?"

Ya Sang wore the white long dress, her already beautiful appearance and graceful figure highlighted to the fullest, exuding an elegant aura; her captivating smile made Wang Xu's heart ache, reminding him of the deceased Tang Yan.

"Very beautiful."

Wang Xu spoke these words, touching his heart as he said them.

Not only did Ya Sang have new clothes, but her parents were also renewed.

It made the villagers envious.

......

"Wang Xu, are you leaving?"

Several days later, as the auction day at Wind God Hall approached, Wang Xu prepared to set off.

At this moment, Ya Sang, in a white long dress, tearfully asked.

Wang Xu nodded.

"Will you come back?"

Ya Sang choked a little.

Wang Xu was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a gentle breeze passed, and Wang Xu's figure was gone from the wooden house.

Yet one sentence lingered in Ya Sang's mind.

"I will come back."

This sentence made Ya Sang smile through tears, sadness mixed with pain, she laughed while crying.

......

"Young Brother Wang, you made it!"

At the gates of the City Lord's Mansion, Old Qiu breathed a long sigh of relief upon seeing Wang Xu's figure appear on the street.

The auction at Wind God Hall had drawn many distinguished people from Flame Fire Main City, even neighboring main city powers had all arrived at the City Lord's Mansion to attend the auction.

Wang Xu nodded towards Old Qiu and followed him into the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion was very large, being the biggest estate in Flame Fire Main City.

People came and went, everyone here was a person of status and prestige.

Just looking at the thick aura emanating from their followers, you could tell.

Sixth Layer, Seventh Layer, Eighth Layer, Ninth Layer.

They had it all.

A person's prestige was determined by the cultivation level of their followers.

"Old Qiu, long time no see!"

At this moment, a man about thirty years old walked up with a smile, wearing three golden rings on his hands.

"Greetings, Third Lord."

Old Qiu was very respectful.

The Third Lord before him was the second strongest after the City Lord in Flame Fire Main City, possessing formidable strength as an Earth Level Martial Artist. Every dignitary had to respect him.

Strength has always been the best proof of identity.

"And who might this be?"

The Third Lord looked at Wang Xu with interest, a unique sparkle in his eyes.

"This is Wang Xu, a friend of mine who came with me to the auction today. Wang Xu, this is the Third Lord."

Old Qiu introduced.

Wang Xu nodded, then said nothing more.

Anger flickered in Third Lord's eyes; as an Earth Level Martial Artist, he had never been treated so coldly.

"Oh? May I ask which main city my friend is from?"

The Third Lord gave a playful smile.

"Retruning Third Lord, Wang Xu comes from Qingfeng Village."

Old Qiu replied, as Wang Xu had mentioned to him.

"Qingfeng Village?!"

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