LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Those familiar with Jun Chester knew that once a smile appeared on his face, it signified big trouble brewing.

At the entrance of the main venue of the auction, without exception, all the cultivators present were excited by the words of the grey-haired old man.

No one had expected that the grey-haired man would be so generous! Everyone who participated in the siege could receive three Energy Pellets? And the one who succeeded in killing would receive a hundred Energy Pellets?

Everyone gasped in shock.

At that moment, the grey-haired man took out a new Energy Pellet from his pocket and handed it to Han Mills, smiling.

“Once you consume this Energy Pellet, it can increase your burst power by 30%!”

Han Mills was stunned.

The old man took out another red pill from his pocket and added, “Also, this is a Dragon Blood Pellet. After taking it, you can replenish your vitality.”

Han Mills’ eyes widened in shock, and everyone else present also looked on in astonishment. It was clear how precious the Dragon Blood Pellet given to Han Mills by the old man was!

Seeing Han Mills’ surprised expression, the old man smiled and spoke again.

“Everyone says that Carl Chambers is best at judging people. You are the most favored youngster of the Mills family and Mycintia’s old men. Now, I am giving such precious things to you out of my own pocket, remember my kindness!”

Han Mills gratefully accepted the Energy Pellets and Dragon Blood Pellet, and bowed in thanks.

“Thank you, Master Carl!”

The smile on the old man’s face deepened, and he patted Han Mills on the shoulder, “You are too polite. Actually, you should learn from the man who just got the Nanites, be more aggressive, that’s how a man should be!”

Han Mills narrowed his eyes and looked back at the entrance of the main venue of the auction.

“Rain comes from the sky, calamity comes from madness. It’s better to be low-key.”

The grey-haired man named Carl Chambers laughed heartily and nodded in agreement.

“Well said, it’s better to be low-key. Get inside quickly, the auction is about to start.”

Without further ado, Han Mills quickly headed towards the main venue of the auction.

But after only a few steps, Han Mills seemed to remember something. He turned his head to look at Elsa Garner, who had been frightened unconscious by Jun Chester, and instructed Palmer Mills.

“Wake my mother up.”

Palmer Mills responded respectfully, “Yes.”

As Han Mills entered the main venue of the auction, Carl Chambers glanced at the twenty or so black-robed cultivators around him and murmured.

“Today, at any cost, we need to get the Nanites from that man. Get ready to fight to the death!”

On hearing this, not only the twenty-plus black-robed cultivators, but also hundreds of heroes from all walks of life, braced themselves as if facing a formidable enemy.

The strength of someone that Mycintia would go all out to deal with could only be imagined.

In the crowd, Jennie Clifford, wearing a mask, couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “Today, it seems like blood is going to flow like a river.”

Landon Fuller asked Arthur Goyle, who had been injured by Palmer Mills earlier, “Arthur, are we… still going in?”

Arthur Goyle was silent for a long moment before saying, “Of course we are.”

Ten minutes later, as the cultivators entered, the doors of the main auction venue slammed shut!

Inside the main venue of the auction, the seats for the guests were divided into three sections.

The area of the main venue was several times larger than the outside reception hall, yet it didn’t feel empty.

Numerous treasures were displayed here.

On both sides of the main venue, twelve golden statues stood tall.

At the end of the venue, a small pyramid-like stage was situated.

All in all, the place didn’t look like an auction house but rather like a temple.

Hundreds of participants appeared in the middle of the main venue, looking very much like a group of pilgrims!

Jun Chester and Sandra Simpson were sitting in the middle of the main venue, and they had already become the focus of the entire venue.

Everyone was guessing what kind of performance this ordinary-looking young man, who had just demonstrated his shocking strength outside, would put on next.

Most importantly…

How would the bigwigs of Mycintia deal with this young man? Who would end up with the Nanites he held?

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue grew noisy.

“We still don’t know who this guy is or where he got the Nanites from?”

“The Nanites have been missing for hundreds of years. Could the Nanites he holds be fake?”

“Carl Chambers said it was real, how could it be fake?”

“Let’s just wait and see…”

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As Han Mills took his seat, the whispers resumed.

“Han Mills was seriously injured just now, why does he look like nothing happened?”

“He is the most valued prodigy of Mycintia, how could he be easily injured?”

“Besides, you all know Mycintia’s nature. They’re best at concealing their strength! Han Mills, who is eager to join Mycintia, will naturally hide his strength too!”

“That’s true. Haven’t we all been imitating Mycintia’s methods over the years? After all, the last one to laugh is the winner. Who would dare to show off their unique skills before that?”

The venue was filled with murmurs of various kinds. But as a woman in a black cheongsam with an exceptional figure and stunningly beautiful face slowly appeared on the stage, all the whispers ceased instantly.

The woman standing high on the stage was now behind a desk made of jade, overlooking all the people present. A faint smile appeared on her face, giving an impression as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world, peerless in her elegance!

For a moment, all eyes in the venue were focused on the woman.

Jun Chester naturally looked at her too, but he paused when he saw her clearly.

This woman looked very similar to a person he knew.

Phoenix Myers!

But Jun Chester was sure that this woman was definitely not Phoenix Myers, she just bore some resemblance to her.

At this moment, the woman on the stage spoke slowly.

“Master Carl of Mycintia just mentioned that a revered guest has brought a Nanite to our auction. May I ask, who is this esteemed guest?”

Jun Chester remained silent, but Sandra Simpson stood up and said, “We are from the Simpson family.”

When they entered, Jun Chester had already handed the Nanite to Sandra Simpson. With her outgoing personality, it was more suitable for her to hold the Nanite and make purchases here.

However, after Sandra Simpson announced her family name, the woman on the stage gave a faint smile and said something that nobody expected.

She said calmly and lightly, “Please leave!”