System's Super Sect-Chapter 651 - 648, it really is the father!

"Is it enough to get me into the auction house?"

Bam!

A Fierce Stone nearly half a meter high fell to the ground with a thud!

As the sound reached him, the old man suddenly froze, his hand, which had been steadily holding the Three-Vortex Vortex Map, trembled violently.

Of course, it wasn’t because he sensed something unusual.

He was simply startled.

He was too engrossed in the Dragon Wall Text pattern on the Vortex Map.

"Boy..."

The old man frowned, a bit impatient as he turned his head to look at Wen Ping, "What do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was about to turn his head back to continue looking at the Three-Vortex Vortex Map in his hand.

But as soon as he turned back to continue looking at the Vortex Map, he froze again.

This time...

He was frightened again! 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The old man’s head seemed to bounce, suddenly turning over, with eyes staring blankly at the Fierce Stone beside Wen Ping.

At this moment, he didn’t even glance at the previously treasured Three-Vortex Vortex Map. One hand grasped it and placed it on the table in front of him. But because his eyes didn’t look at the table, the Vortex Map fell directly onto the floor.

The old man heard the sound, hurriedly looked back, but then immediately turned back again.

"Pick it up..."

The old man directly instructed the maid in the room to pick it up.

He then directly got up and walked towards the Fierce Stone beside Wen Ping.

"Such a big piece of Fierce Stone..." The old man circled around the Fierce Stone, occasionally touching it but retracting as if electrified. Occasionally he would take a sniff, his face covered with an expression of enjoyment.

"If those Three-Spin Vortex Divine Artisans knew about this, they would probably go crazy!"

The difficulty in making a Three-Vortex Vortex Map lies mainly in the scarcity of materials, of which only Four-star Giant Influences can barely collect.

The rarest among them is the Fierce Stone.

Because it is the receptacle.

It can be said that the Fierce Stone is like a container, holding the strange force created by the Vortex Divine Artisans.

Wen Ping didn’t care whether any Three-Spin Vortex Divine Artisans would go crazy and directly asked, "Is it enough?"

"Ah... it’s enough, it’s enough!"

The old man’s shout by Wen Ping made him initially unresponsive.

A few seconds later, he realized why Wen Ping was here.

After saying "enough" twice, the old man quickly said to the maid behind him, "Go and get a Silver VIP Badge for this gentleman. From now on, he is the most distinguished guest of Vast Treasures, as if seeing the old man himself."

"Yes."

The maid nodded and hurried out the door.

"Don’t waste time, take me to the auction directly," Wen said as he stepped towards the door.

When he left, Wen Ping certainly didn’t forget to leave a few words.

"Sell those bits and pieces for me."

"Let me know exactly when the Fierce Stone will be auctioned later. Oh, by the way, don’t play any tricks."

The old man replied with a smile, "Please rest assured, sir. Vast Auction House has stood in Vast City for seven to eight hundred years because of its twice-earned reputation. Once arrangements for the Fierce Stone auction are made, I will personally notify you."

Wen Ping nodded, then followed the maid’s guidance upstairs.

After passing the second floor, he reached the third floor!

"This is the exclusive box for Silver VIPs, please come in." After saying that, the maid opened the luxurious box door.

Inside the door, Wen Ping couldn’t care to look.

He only knew that the items on display and decorations were all something he had seen before.

And as soon as he stepped inside, a few enticingly dressed top beauties followed right in.

Known for serving him, but Wen Ping knew these were just stooges. A means to promote consumption. After directly driving them out, Wen Ping went to the window and gazed straight at the place where the red-cloaked woman was just across.

Wen Ping could directly see the red-cloaked woman standing by the window, overlooking the auction stage below, occasionally placing a bid.

At the door of the private room, three masked slaves stood.

All three dressed identically.

This time, no sense was transmitted.

Wen Ping realized that the private room might be made of special material.

"Shall I use my Spiritual Power to probe?"

Wen Ping wasn’t sure if it would alert the Half-Step Earth Unrestricted red-cloaked woman, so he hurriedly inquired with the system.

The system immediately responded, "The host can try to control it better. After all, your Spiritual Power is already in the Second Stage. Unlike the Perception state of the First Stage, as long as you release it, it will surely be detected."

"Mm-hmm."

Wen Ping wanted to see the face under the mask.

Who was his father?

He was sure his feeling wasn’t wrong.

Wen Ping immediately extended his Spiritual Power, but the extended Spiritual Power was as thin as a thread, sneaking through the cracks of the window. Wen Ping tried to slow down the extension of Spiritual Power so that the red-cloaked woman wouldn’t detect it.

Passing through the window frame.

Over the bookcase by the window.

And reaching the middle table.

Wen Ping remained extremely cautious all along.

Suddenly, the red-cloaked woman turned back.

Wen Ping’s Spiritual Power exploration halted abruptly.

"Has she noticed?"

Wen Ping controlled his Spiritual Power, trying not to let it ripple at all.

Fortunately, after the red-cloaked woman turned back, she found a spot to sit down, muttering, "I knew I wasn’t wrong to come. Although Heaven and Earth Lake doesn’t have good things, there are many interesting items."

Seeing the red-cloaked woman did not perceive anything amiss, Wen Ping continued to extend his Spiritual Power forward.

In almost one breath, the Spiritual Power was only a few centimeters short of one of the masks.

Wen Ping paused, uncertain what he was thinking at this moment.

After a while, Spiritual Power penetrated the mask, revealing the face beneath.

The first person, beneath the mask, was an unfamiliar face.

The second person, still an unfamiliar face.

The third person... was his father.

Just that the face wasn’t what it used to be.

The old face of his father, with authority tinged with some dominance, always made Wen Ping’s heart tremble.

And now his father’s face looked weary with an air of desolation.

The complexion wasn’t as good as it used to be.

The mental state was no longer the same either.

"Father, you’ve suffered..." Wen Ping’s eyes instantly moistened.

Just then, the red-cloaked woman suddenly stood up, threw a Storage Ring over, and said to the two slaves beside his father, "You two, put on what I bought and return to the lodging."

"Yes."

The two took the Storage Ring and left the room in steps.

Then, the red-cloaked woman also stood up, "Let’s go... By the way, here it’s just the two of us. Let me remind you once again, don’t forget your current identity. After we return, you can do whatever in front of my sister, but can you not implicate me? I tagged along with my brother on this trip. My brother is the top opponent of you being together, eager to kill you. It’s fine if you want to die, but don’t drag me, okay?"

"I’m sorry... but I seem to have sensed my son’s presence." Wen Yan hurriedly explained.

This woman was his wife’s sister.

She was also the one sent by his wife to take him there.

She counted as a relative, to a certain extent.

So there was nothing he couldn’t say.

The red-cloaked woman said, "Can you stop saying... you don’t have a son, no son, got it? If my brother and others find out, you’d definitely be silenced. Do you know what it means for the Long Family if someone unrecognized has Long Family blood running through their veins? Moreover, you’re overthinking. This is Vast City, tens of thousands of miles away from East Lake. Even if my nephew had a pair of wings, he couldn’t fly to Vast City."