"It’s alright, trust me," Nan Gong Huan said as she continued brewing the potion.

Her calm voice soothed the restless hearts of the two siblings, and Ye Sang also calmed down, holding Ye Wan Jun’s hand as they waited quietly.

In just a quarter of an hour, the heart-nourishing potion was ready.

Ye Wan Jun drank the potion and immediately felt much better.

"Ah Huan, thank you. I don’t know how to repay you," Ye Sang said, her eyes moistening as she patted Ye Wan Jun’s back, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Nan Gong Huan smiled. These two siblings usually bickered, but when it came down to it, they truly cared for each other.

"Once you become stronger, you’ll have to take care of me," Nan Gong Huan said half-jokingly.

But Ye Sang took this promise to heart, saying firmly, "No matter what you need in the future, I’ll be there to help you!"

"I’ll get stronger too!" Ye Wan Jun declared, though his voice still sounded weak.

Nan Gong Huan looked him over and asked, "Do you often have heart pain? Relying on heart-nourishing potions isn’t a long-term solution."

It was only treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

At this, Ye Sang’s expression dimmed slightly. "When my mother was nine months pregnant with him, someone from a branch of the family poisoned her, causing her to go into premature labor. Wan Jun ended up with a heart condition. My mother consulted many potion masters, and one of them gave my father a potion recipe, telling him to find the ingredients listed. Only that potion could completely cure Wan Jun’s heart. But my father left to find them and hasn’t been heard from in years."

Potion that could cure congenital diseases were rare, and those were extremely difficult to brew. Their father must have run into serious trouble, Nan Gong Huan thought to herself.

"I’m sorry," Nan Gong Huan lowered her head, her expression unreadable.

"I’m fine. You two don’t have to act like I’m about to die!" Ye Wan Jun pushed them lightly, and the heavy atmosphere dissipated.

Ye Sang rolled her eyes. "We’re just worried about you, you little brat."

Ye Wan Jun chuckled and snorted. "I’m not going to argue with you, you gossip!"

Judging by his energy, he’d live for decades more without a problem. Nan Gong Huan glanced toward the auction stage, where the treasures on display were dazzling.

"By the way, Ah Huan, if you’re so skilled at brewing potions, why were you called a waste before?" Ye Sang couldn’t figure it out. She could deceive others, but how could she deceive the talent-testing crystal?

Because I really was a waste back then... Nan Gong Huan thought to herself, but she said with a serious tone, "It was just a way to protect myself."

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Ye Sang and Ye Wan Jun immediately understood. Born into a large family, everyone had their own struggles.

The next few items up for auction were of good quality, and the three of them bid on a few for their own cultivation.

With the academy entrance exam approaching, Ye Wan Jun aimed to break through to the Second Spirit Stage, while Nan Gong Huan was thinking about finding more spirit veins to absorb. This meant she would have to venture deep into the mountains and forests to have any hope of finding spirit veins rich in spiritual energy.

The academy entrance exam was still a month away. She didn’t want to use the teleportation array, so she planned to catch a flying spirit beast in the forest to take her to the academy. Although the journey would be long, she could search for spirit veins along the way.

"Ah Huan, let’s go to the academy together in a month," Ye Sang invited.

"I want to go early," Nan Gong Huan explained her plan.

Suddenly, she remembered that Ye Sang had a flying spirit beast and couldn’t help but smile. "Ye Sang, could your spirit beast..."

Nan Gong Huan raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"Of course!" Ye Sang was also excited. It was settled—following Ah Huan, improving their strength would be no problem!

Ye Sang explained further, "My little Gu flies very fast. I’ve tried it before—it only takes ten days to reach the academy. We can use more time to search for spirit veins."

"I’m coming too!" Ye Wan Jun raised his hand, afraid they would leave him behind.

"Then let’s go back and prepare. We’ll set off early the day after tomorrow," Nan Gong Huan smiled, her charm captivating.

She hadn’t forgotten that she still had to go to the certification association tomorrow at noon to collect her money!

At this moment, the auctioneer on stage raised her voice with excitement. "Next up, the long-awaited finale of tonight’s auction! Believe me, these will drive everyone wild!"

The audience buzzed with excitement. The finale items at the Ronghua Auction House were always top-tier treasures.

"Stop teasing and bring them out! I can’t wait!"

"I heard the finale item was changed last minute. I wonder what it is."

"If it’s a last-minute change, it must be something extraordinary!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Elder Qiu personally pushed a small cart onto the stage. On the cart were eight potion bottles.

"What level of potion could make Elder Qiu bring it out himself?"

"It must be at least a Seventh-Grade potion!"

"Eight bottles of at least Seventh-Grade potions?!"

The venue erupted in excitement. Even Song Qingcheng in the VIP box stood up and leaned closer to the window to see.

The auctioneer’s clear, intelligent voice rang out. "We all know that the quality of a potion isn’t just determined by its grade, but also by its fusion rate. The higher the fusion rate, the more potent its effects. Potion masters spend their entire lives pursuing high fusion rates, and today, they have appeared!"

"Next, I present to you these eight potions, crafted by the Black Lotus Potion Master. Although their grades aren’t high, their fusion rate has reached an unprecedented... one hundred percent!" The auctioneer paused for effect at the last four words.

One hundred percent!

This unfamiliar yet familiar term exploded in everyone’s minds!

"Is it real? There are actually potions with a one hundred percent fusion rate!"

"They said it’s unprecedented! By the way, who is this Black Lotus Potion Master? I’ve never heard of them!"

"My goodness, I must buy one to study!"

The Ronghua Auction House was in complete chaos, with the crowd roaring in excitement!

Elder Qiu, who usually maintained a serious demeanor, couldn’t help but smile. Haha, when the three of them first saw these potions, they were just as shocked!

The auctioneer continued, "We will auction these eight potions one by one, giving everyone a chance to obtain one! Now, I’ll hand the stage over to Elder Qiu."

With that, the auctioneer made a graceful exit, leaving Elder Qiu on stage.

The crowd clamored for the auction to begin, and Elder Qiu wasted no time. He picked up the first potion and announced, "The first potion, a Fourth-Grade Healing Potion with a one hundred percent fusion rate! Starting bid, ten million. Each bid increase is unlimited. Let the bidding begin!"

"Eleven million!"

"Twelve million!"

The bids kept rising. In just ten seconds, the price had reached twenty million!