Martial God Gamer

Chen Ming and Chen Yijing had now arrived at the auction site. The Wang Clan Auction Hall was very large. to compare the size, it is as big as a national stadium.

Chen Ming was now full of interest in the Auction Hall's Construction Sculpture. He felt that this place was very nice and more modern than the other places. that he had seen At least it wasn't as modern as the previous world he came from. It was considered more modern than other places in Duanyang.

And while Chen Ming was looking around, it was the opposite of him. Chen Yijing was now thinking about the medicine Chen Ming had shown. Chen Ming told him that within a month, he would concoct five thousand Basic Profound Enhancement Pills to give to the Clan. This amount could stabilize the future of the Chen Clan for several decades. And in the next ten years, the Chen Clan would definitely have at least several hundred Qi Gathering Stage practitioners in the Clan.

Chen Yijing now looked at Chen Ming. His eyes were filled with hope. He is too old. He thought that he would not have much time. Chen Ming is the only hope of survival and prosperity of his clan

Within the Chen Clan, there was only him who was an Earth profound stage practitioner. If he wasn't there, the Chen Clan would definitely be destroyed already. That was the only thing he didn't want to happen.

Chen Ming and Chen Yijing after getting off the carriage, a servant from the Wang Clan approached.

“Senior Chen Little patriarch Chen, Elder Wang has already prepared seats for the two of you, this way please.”

The servant greeted Chen Ming and Chen Yijing with the utmost respectful tone and expression. The Chen Clan was a long-standing warlord Clan. Up to now, even if the Chen Clan's strength was not as strong as the previous generation. They still have good standing in politic. and can not be insulted at all

Chen Ming and Chen Yijing didn't have any particular attitude. They followed the servants of the Wang Clan, ignoring the surrounding people.

“That's Elder Chen Yijing. He seems to have come to the auction specifically for that.”

A middle-aged man said after seeing Chen Yijing walk towards the auction hall.

“It must be like that. Elder had never been seen before in ten years. Now it appears that it must be because of that.”

Another middle-aged man spoke up and replied to the first middle-aged man who spoke.

“Aside from Elder Chen Yijing, I heard that Elder Dongfang Muren also came too. The two are close friends. I'm sure they’ll talk about the engagement.”

“Betrothal, are you talking about the engagement between the Garbage and the Dongfang Clan Little Miss? I think that engagement is definitely not going to happen. The Dongfang Clan's young lady was a major disciple of the Sword Saint Sect. That scumbag would never get her to be his partner. Even the corners of the eyes are not worthy enough.”

People get news very quickly. Even if they had heard of the title of the Youngest Qi Gathering Stage It doesn't mean that fame just changes the minds of most people they would think that it was fake.

Most of them still thought that Chen Ming, the Chen Clan's Little Patriarch, was still just rubbish.

Chen Ming heard people talking about him in a bad way and could only sighed.

“My bad reputation is heard all over the world. What did the old Chen Ming do to them for The people to hate him like this?”

Chen Ming only shook his head. He must accept the condition. The old Chen Ming was just rubbish to listen to from the people around him. But even then, these people are good at talking only behind their back. They tend to envy and speak badly of others who are better than them. The words of these people should not be taken seriously

Chen Ming then entered the auction hall with Chen Yijing.

The servant led Chen Ming and Chen Yijing to the front seat of the auction. The very front seats were set up for the honored guests. There, it could be seen that there were only elders or young masters from famous clans like the Long Clan, the Zhang Clan, and the Wang Clan, amd Dongfan Clan

Chen Yijing, seeing Dongfang Muren, couldn't help but smile and laugh. the other party as well They both laughed and walked towards each other before having a conversation.

“Haha, long time no see, Oldman Muren. You're still alive, you old bone!”

“It's actually you! I haven't seen you for ages, Oldman Yijing. It seems that you are closer to heaven's door everyday haha if you know what i mean.”

The two exchanged words, ignoring the language. They were so close to each other that it was common to call each other up.

“No, I'm still healthy. By the way, look, your hair is getting whiter. I guess you came here probably wanting to find a hair dying pill. right?"

“Haha, let's talk. you're still a jerk. but who cares, I can't beat you within a hall full of little shit like this. Come on, let's sit down first.”

The two talked before inviting each other to sit down. Chen Ming also sat beside the two. Dongfang Muren initially thought that he would ignore Chen Ming. But something nudged him.

“Hmm…”

Chen Yijing saw that Dongfang Muren was looking at Chen Ming with silver eyes. He immediately smiled.

“How are you, old man Muren? How is my grandson's future?"

Dongfang Muren practiced the art of prophecy to predict the future from an astrologer. He was a person who had the ability to foresee the future. Even though he said he could foresee the future It doesn't mean that he sees pictures from the future. He would predict the future from the sensations he felt through the stars.

“The sky was filled with dark black clouds. Standing in the midst of the raging storm In a sword-wielding hand destroy everything that stands in the way The awakened dragon from its slumber from the ground to the sky Dispel the clouds that obscured the light. From the man realm to the heavenly realm…”

Dongfang Muren spoke with his eyes still fixed on Chen Ming. Chen Yijing, hearing this, laughed out loud.

“Your sound was like that old witch, there was no mistake. It seems that you have progressed one step further in prophecy.”

Dongfang Muren, his silver eyes gradually returned to their normal color. He slowly closed his eyes before speaking.

“It seems that there are many things that I have to decide. Sigh, everything I have to let the heavens decide.”

Dongfang Muren then turned to the woman sitting next to him. The girl hid her face completely. Dongfang Muren thought for a moment before shaking his head and saying nothing more. He turned to Chen Yijing and began to change the subject and discuss other matters instead.

Chen Ming at this moment did not care about Dongfang Muren and Chen Yijing. He was now looking around with excited eyes. It was like how he entered the theater like that. It's a good feeling.

Chen Ming didn't even notice at this moment. The girl who was hiding her face was now looking at him with cold eyes.