Qingyu smiled, and the shocking scar on his face was also distorted. He waved his hand and the black stone flew into his hand.
"My Lord, what brings you here?"
It was the same flattering voice, but the target was now Leo, who bent over and rubbed his hands with a tentative look on his face.
"Nothing, I just happened to pass by, but I didn't expect to come across something interesting."
The black stone spun in Qingyu's hand and glanced at Ye Yu, who had an expressionless face.
"An interesting thing? Could it be this stone? Did this thing even alarm the adults?"
Hearing Qingyu's words, Leo was a little bit unbelieving, and then everyone's eyes turned to Ye Yu in the middle. A drop of sweat slid down Ye Yu's forehead as he was being stared at by everyone. Although he could escape if his identity was exposed, he wanted to know more about what problem had brought Qingyu to him.
Qing Yu did not answer, but squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it onto the black stone. The blood dripped and soon penetrated into the stone, emitting a trace of pressure.
"Yes, it's a monster!"
Someone in the crowd shouted in panic, and the pressure from the stone was like a demon beast coming. Ye Yu's eyes condensed. He had seen the breath of this demon beast not long ago. It was the neighbor of Zi Yi's Fantasy Wind Eagle, but this breath did not seem to be emitted by the magic core at all.
The race of Phantom Wind Eagles was born in the strong wind. It is an extremely magical race, a race that was born and raised by nature. The upper limit of this life is determined at birth. For example, Feng Jie, who has seen him, has no chance in this life and his upper limit is at most a seventh-level magical beast.
This kind of race can only be born by the condensation of the strange wind between heaven and earth, or by another adult Fantasy Wind Eagle finding a suitable place for the strong wind to breed and using its essence and blood as a life seed to give birth to the same race. This process takes a long time, so most Fantasy Wind Eagles have never seen their own blood relatives.
The black stone in front of him was emitting the aura of the Phantom Wind Eagle, which had been stimulated by Qingyu using the essence of the bird-like monster.
"This is a demon beast embryo..." Qingyu explained with interest.
It is also a drop of blood from an eighth-level monster, Ye Yu thought to himself.
This is the result of an eighth-level Fantasy Wind Eagle's failed attempt to breed offspring. This drop of essence blood did not dissolve, but it did not completely form a magical beast.
"Let this kid come to me later!"
Qingyu glanced at Ye Yu, the corners of his mouth raised, he was in a very happy mood, and left after leaving a word.
"Okay, sir, take care... I declare that, uh, No. 33 will be promoted directly to deacon! That someone is you, and your score is 250, right? You are the first in this assessment!"
Leo nodded and bowed to send Qingyu away, then turned around and resumed his arrogant look, glanced at the number tag on Ye Yu and directly announced the result, "Come with me!" Then he hurried away with Ye Yu.
After walking around the courtyard and arriving at a hall, Leo smiled and asked Ye Yu to sit down.
"May I have your name?"
"Your Excellency, my name is Ye Shou." Ye Yu told the other party the alias he made up when registering. Of course, it was impossible for him to run into someone else's territory and act wild without disguising himself. When he came to register, he disguised his appearance and name, but in order not to reveal too many flaws, his age was still a teenager.
"Ye Shou, very good. Starting today you will officially become a deacon of our Miter Auction House." Leo clapped his hands, and the servant next to him handed Ye Yu a card. The material was rough, and the size was similar to the five-patterned purple gold card on his body, but there was a world of difference between the two. This card was merely a deacon's certificate.
"Since that adult is looking for you, you must remember to speak nicely. You must know clearly what you should say and what you should not say." Leo warned earnestly.
Ye Yu was delighted. The opportunity to get information had come. He spoke carefully, "I don't know where that gentleman came from. Elder Leo, please tell me. I will definitely remember your kindness."
"I'm sure you're aware of the recent rumors about a mysterious Dou Wang." Leo said carefully, "In fact, it was Mittel Fujiyama who acted arbitrarily in the auction house and provoked the wrong people, so I led the others to survive. And that adult is a big shot, a Dou Wang..."
Leo portrayed himself as a great hero who endured humiliation and led the auction house to maintain its strength, and described Mittel Fujiyama as a foolish person who did not know the seriousness of the matter and provoked a strong man.
Ye Yu, who was supposed to cooperate with him, performed to his heart's content, and cursed Mittel Fujiyama at the same time. He also praised Leo's tenacity. Leo was overjoyed and said that someone understood him, and Ye Yu also easily got a lot of information.
Only one person came, but there might be helpers in other places, holding a strange scroll, and tracking someone through the scroll. Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief, at least Qing Yu didn't know who he was.
"Okay, okay, I've told you everything I should tell you. Don't keep that gentleman waiting anxiously." After saying this, Leo realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately sent a servant to take Ye Yu to see Qing Yu.
"Oh? Someone's coming?"
Ye Yu came to a mansion and the door was open, revealing the scene inside.
Qingyu sat sideways on a seat in the middle of the hall. Two maids were massaging and feeding him fruit, while he was looking at a drop of emerald green blood.
"Greetings, Master Qingyu."
Ye Yu bent down and pretended to salute, but he was actually secretly observing Qingyu who was sitting in the upper seat. He was still studying the essence and blood in his hand. When he saw the person coming, he glanced at him casually and said something that almost made Ye Yu break out in a cold sweat!
"Are you from that Alchemist Guild?"
"Your Excellency, before I came to take the test, I did purchase some elixirs from the Alchemist Guild in preparation for the test."
Ye Yu had no idea how the other party figured out that he had a relationship with the Alchemist Guild, so he tried to fool them with half-truths.
"Humph, why did you choose that black stone for the test just now? Even if you relied on your intuition, I want you to tell me how you felt!"
Qingyu snorted coldly and did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he asked Ye Yu why he chose the essence blood of the Phantom Wind Eagle.
Ye Yu was on full alert, and asked questions based on the answers. He pretended to be calm and explained that when he touched the stone, he felt the wind-attributed Dou Qi in his body spinning rapidly, and he thought it was a wind-attributed treasure.
As he spoke, he squeezed out a wisp of wind-attributed fighting spirit through his soul power to prove that he was not lying.
"Really? I feel that after you touched this thing, its activity increased a lot! What... are you hiding?" Qingyu asked with a playful look on his face.
"My Lord, it may be because of this thing... I once got this treasure, and I am afraid..."
Ye Yu took out the token feather given by Feng Jie and handed it to Qing Yu. He looked flustered on the surface, but was relieved in his heart.