Ye Tian stared at his muscles and said lightly, "No wonder you have to wear a layer of silver armor. It turns out your body has long since mutated into this monstrous form."
The Silver Armored Butcher let out a strange laugh, "To shatter my silver armor with a single punch, your strength is not weak. However, wearing the silver armor, I can only unleash about forty percent of my strength. Now, let me show you my true power!"
Ye Tian raised an eyebrow dismissively, "I forgot to tell you, with that punch just now, I didn't even use twenty percent of my strength."
The Silver Armored Butcher froze, then sneered, "You think I'd believe that?"
Ye Tian beckoned him over, "If you don't believe it, try again."
"Boom!"
The ground trembled as the Silver Armored Butcher charged again. Ye Tian turned into an afterimage, and the Silver Armored Butcher's fist passed through the afterimage, then heavily struck his left rib.
"Pfft!"
He had used his full strength with this palm strike. The destructive power unleashed by the Iron Sand Palm directly shattered his internal organs, turning them into a paste.
The Silver Armored Butcher couldn't hold on any longer. He staggered, knelt on the ground, his eyes quickly losing their luster. He stared at Ye Tian and asked in horror, "Are you a Human Immortal?"
Ye Tian replied, "When did I ever say I wasn't a Human Immortal?"
"No wonder. To die at the hands of a Human Immortal is not a grievance." After saying this, his head tilted, and he breathed his last.
Ren Ping went over to test him and, seeing that he was indeed dead, breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother, I didn't expect you to deal with Yong Ye's divine-level assassin so easily."
Ye Tian declared, "If Yong Ye dares to make another move against you, Old Ren, I'll flatten Yong Ye!"
Ren Ping laughed heartily, "With you, my brother, I truly have the guts now!"
Ren Ping stayed the night. As for the assassin, he was taken away by his men for rigorous interrogation.
Late at night, Ye Tian practiced his skills for a while. He then took out his phone and began studying the second of the seven jade tablets. The first jade tablet recorded the Mi Tian Sutra; the second was the Tian Fu Sutra.
With the talismans in the Tian Fu Sutra, he had limited spiritual power before due to the lack of spiritual orifices. Now that his spiritual orifices were open, drawing talismans was a simple matter for him.
However, compared to drawing talismans, he was more interested in a variation of talismans called Fu Yin (talisman seals). Fu Yin could be imbued into fist techniques or exist within spiritual orifices. The longer one cultivated, the greater the power of the Fu Yin.
Tonight, he cultivated a type of Zhen Yin (vibration seal), which generated a vibrating force when performed. If he fused it with the Iron Sand Palm, the resulting power would increase tenfold!
The next day, before Ren Ping had woken up, Ye Tian and Huang Yanran went to attend the cultivator exchange conference, as there were several auctions that day.
Upon arriving at the auction site, Huang Yanran asked, "Mr. Ye, you're only interested in that alchemy furnace, right?"
Ye Tian replied, "For now, I'm only interested in the alchemy furnace. Of course, if there's anything better, I might make a bid."
Huang Yanran smiled slightly, "This alchemy furnace will be bid on by the Huang family."
Ye Tian thought for a moment and decided not to be polite.
The auction was still being held in the venue, and Ye Tian sat in a relatively forward position.
Ye Tian had no interest in the items auctioned earlier; he was waiting for the alchemy furnace.
The alchemy furnace was not presented as a particularly significant item. It was the eleventh item to be sold, with a starting bid of 1.5 billion, and each subsequent bid had to be no less than 100 million.
There weren't many people interested in the alchemy furnace, but as soon as the auction began, someone placed a bid.
The price steadily climbed from 1.5 billion to 2.3 billion. At this point, Huang Yanran joined the bidding, eventually reaching a bid of 3.9 billion.
Just as she thought it was over, a young man in a yellow shirt, in his thirties, raised his paddle from the crowd, pushing the price to 4 billion.
Seeing who had bid, Huang Yanran's expression changed slightly, and she whispered, "Mr. Ye, that's Master Long. I dare not compete with him."
Ye Tian said, "It's alright, I'll bid." With that, he raised his paddle.
"4.1 billion!"
That Master Long seemed determined to win as well. The two were locked in a stalemate, quickly driving the price up to 8 billion.
The man in the yellow shirt also noticed Ye Tian. A middle-aged man beside him said, "Master Long, the maximum for this alchemy furnace is 8.5 billion. Any higher, and it won't be worth it."
Another person added, "Master Long, shall I go and speak to this person?"