The Psychopath's Harem



The atmosphere in the auction room was tense as the price of the Emperor's blade kept climbing up, breaking the previous records.

However, surprisingly, many of the wealthy individuals who had earlier splurged on expensive items refrained from bidding on this one.

The rest of the bidders, except for the natives of the sacred sky jade realm, were suspicious about the blade's origin and powers.

They doubted its capabilities, considering that the blade should already be older than any mortal alive.

Su Yanling's sharp eyes noticed an abnormality on the auction floor. She raised her brows and whispered, "Why is no one bidding against him?"

Her hands pressed against the glass wall, she observed the scene with a hint of surprise.

On the other hand, Xia Tian was nonchalant about the auction.

He had already amassed a vast collection of treasures, more than the number of idiots in this world.

He asked, "Who is he?"

Su Yanling smiled wryly and explained, "He is Su Yang," she explained the orgin of the man named, Su Yang. 

The auction room was abuzz with excitement as the price of the Emperor's blade continued to climb.

Despite the fervor, there was a certain charm around Su Yang that seemed to pull people towards him.

He was Su Yanling's elder brother and the father of the beaten child, Su Wei, whom Xia Tian had encountered earlier.

As Xia Tian observed Su Yang, he couldn't help but notice the man's alluring aura.

His lips curved into a smile as he seemed to have spotted something worth his time.

However, Luo Xue's warning brought him back to reality. [Master, he has the Ancient Yang Body. You must make sure your women don't contact him, else...] she warned, her voice trailing off.

Xia Tian's mind raced with excitement as he realized Su Yang was a Destined Child with the Ancient Yang Body.

The possibilities of his golden finger were endless, but then it hit him. Su Yang was a dual cultivator, absorbing yin energy from women.

Instead of being wary of such a foe, Xia Tian was pleased. Su Yang should have a lot of women around him, making it easier for Xia Tian to achieve his goals.

Not to mention, he was the father of that bastard Su Wei, which made things even more interesting.

eαglesnᴏνel Xia Tian, who was earlier disinterested, turned to Su Yanling with newfound vigor in his eyes. "What do you mean by no one is bidding against him?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Su Yanling knitted her brows and explained.

The auction room was tense as Su Yang continued to raise the price of the Emperor's blade.

Despite there being some bidders, the main families of the Northern Continent had restrained their hands.

Su Yanling explained this to Xia Tian, her face filled with worry.

Su Yang sat there, a smug smile etched on his face as he outbid everyone.

He was confident that he would get the treasure for himself, as long as he got past some small fries.

Su Yanling looked troubled as she didn't want the treasure to fall into the hands of the Su Family. She whispered nervously, "Why isn't the imperial family bidding?" as she bit her fingernail.

Xia Tian shook his head helplessly. "He had already made some kind of deal with the imperial family and convinced them not to bid against him," he whispered, his tone confident and assured.

Su Yanling frowned, her eyes filled with doubt. "How do you know?" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion.

Xia Tian smiled faintly, his eyes reflecting the face of a smiling Su Yang, like a predator eying his prey.

"I am used to dealing with idiots," he said calmly, his tone indicating that he knew exactly what he was talking about.

Su Yanling pressed her lips together and fell silent, lost in thought.

Was it really possible that Su Yang had made a deal with the imperial family?

She couldn't help but wonder.

Her eyes nervously darted between Xia Tian and Su Yang.

She bit her lip, hesitating about something before finally blurting out, "Can you bid against him?" She couldn't bear the thought of the treasure falling into Su Yang's hands.

Xia Tian remained poker-faced. "Why don't you bid for it?" he suggested.

Su Yanling sighed. "I'm the owner. I can't bid."

Xia Tian nodded. "Bid from my side," he commanded.

A glimmer of hope lit up Su Yanling's face, unaware of Xia Tian's cunning plan for her. "What's the maximum number?" she asked eagerly.

Xia Tian pondered for a moment before saying, "Anything higher than him."

His words dripped with arrogance, but to Su Yanling, they meant that she could keep the heaven-grade item from her family's clutches.

Filled with gratitude, Su Yanling kissed Xia Tian on the cheek before scampering off to make the bid. As she walked away, Xia Tian slipped a necklace into her hand.

It looked unremarkable, just a plain gold chain, but Su Yanling didn't think much of it as she hurried to contact her assistant.

The auction floor was alive with energy as the elderly auctioneer's voice echoed throughout the room. He struck his hammer down with excitement.

"500,000 spirit crystals, one..."

"Two..."

Suddenly, his eyes landed on something in the corner of the crowded hall, causing him to immediately stop counting.

"Participant Number zero, 750,000 spirit crystals! Anyone willing to bid higher?" he announced, the sound of his hammer filling the air.

The attendees, who had been calmly enjoying the auction, were jolted out of their reverie.

They turned to see a stunning woman holding the number O paddle.

Her beauty was otherworldly, causing the other attendees to gasp in awe and admiration. Su Yang, however, was not impressed.

"Yanling! You are the owner. You can't bid for it!" he spoke with frustration evident in his voice.

Su Yanling, undeterred, looked at him with a steely gaze. "I am not bidding for myself. It's for the special guest in room number zero," she announced.

Her words caused a murmur of confusion to ripple through the crowd.

There was no participant or room zero to begin with.

It was as if someone had just registered himself right now.

Su Yang's brows shot up in anger. "You better not be joking with me!" he muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with malice and suspicion.

Su Yang had concealed the aura of his body so as not to expose himself. Otherwise, he would have used it on his sister. She was too rebellious for her own good.

Ever since he had awakened his unique constitution, his eyes had always lingered around the women in the house.

Now, seeing Su Yanling's ample bosom, he couldn't contain the predatory glow in his eyes.

"Humph!" he grunted in anger and sat down. He made a mental note to teach this woman a lesson. Her body was too precious to let go to waste.

The only reason Su Yanling was still safe was because she had limited to no contact with Su Yang in recent days.

Despite his predatory instincts, Su Yang still had some sense of morality.

In that moment, Su Yang's hand shot up, his number raised even higher as he shouted, "One million spirit crystals!"

The force of his voice shook the entire auction floor, causing people to jump in surprise and turn their heads towards him.

As the realization of what he had just done sunk in, some in the crowd gasped, their breaths taken away by the sheer audacity of his bid.

They knew that the sword on offer was old and rusty, with little value beyond a few precious jewels and the possibility of retaining some spiritual power.

Su Yanling, who had been bidding on Xia Tian's behalf, gritted her teeth in anger at Su Yang's brazen display. "This bastard!" she muttered under her breath.

Turning to her, Mei Ling asked urgently, "Madam, are you going to bid higher?" Her eyes flicked towards the top floor, where Xia Tian was sitting.

Su Yanling opened her mouth to speak, about to raise her own bid, when she suddenly received a voice transmission.

Her face contorted in shock and she froze, unable to believe what she was hearing.

With a trembling voice, Su Yanling announced, "Ten million spirit crystals!"

The room erupted into chaos. The auctioneer was dumbfounded, and the other bidders were equally stunned.

Some in the crowd gasped in disbelief, while others simply stared open-mouthed at the woman who had just made the highest bid in the history of the auction house for an old rusty sword.

"What!?" one man exclaimed, his voice echoing through the hall. "Ten million? Is she crazy?"

"Has she gone insane?" another whispered, glancing around for the mysterious bidder that Su Yanling was representing. "Who is this young master now?"

Some onlookers were amused by the commotion.

They whispered to each other and exchanged knowing looks, wondering who had the deep pockets to support such a bid.

Meanwhile, Su Yang's expression turned ugly as he folded his arms in anger. His eyes shook at the astronomical figure, and he searched the room for the source of the bid.

Even though Su Yanling was wealthy, he couldn't believe she would waste so much money on an old sword. It must mean she was bidding on behalf of someone else.

The tension in the room was palpable as everyone waited to see what would happen next.

The auction house only acts as an agent to sell the items, and the seller of today's item was anonymous.

The auctioneer's eyes gleamed with avarice as he looked at Su Yanling, his gaze fixed on the prize he would receive for selling the Emperor's blade. "Are you absolutely certain, madam?" he asked, his voice dripping with anticipation.

Su Yanling nodded curtly, her eyes fixed on the sword that lay on the velvet cushion before her.

Despite being covered with rust, it was still a magnificent weapon, its blade glinting in the light like a thousand stars. 

The auctioneer raised his hammer, his heart pounding with excitement. "Ten million spirit crystals!" he bellowed. "Participant Number zero has put in ten million spirit crystals. Anyone willing to bid higher?"

The room was silent, the air thick with anticipation. No one dared to raise their hand, for the price was too steep.

One million spirit crystals were already equivalent to one rainbow crystal, and ten rainbow crystals were an astronomical sum that few could afford.

The auctioneer confirmed the bid once more, his eyes sparkling with glee.

Then, with a swift motion, he brought down the hammer three times in quick succession.

"No one is bidding higher!" he declared triumphantly.

The sound echoed through the room, the final note of a symphony that had been building to a crescendo.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!"

"SOLD!" he cried, his voice echoing through the hall. "The Emperor's blade is sold to the participant in room zero for ten million spirit crystals!"

Su Yang scowled, his eyes scanning the room for participant zero. "Tch, where is this bastard hidding?" he muttered under his breath, his heart heavy with envy.