In a Fantasy World as Cannon Fodder, I Got Entangled with the Heroine - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Just a Few Pennies

Translation by: Weebsread👹

Duan Yuqing suddenly spoke.

“Stay seated!” Bai Piaoxue snapped, fire in her eyes as she turned her glare on Duan Yuqing. “He’s with me. Why should he answer to you?”

“Bai Piaoxue, you’re getting more unreasonable by the day,” Duan Yuqing retorted coldly. Then he softened, addressing Jiang Zixuan with a gentle smile. “Little Junior Sister, let’s be off. Isn’t the auction this afternoon?”

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Jiang Zixuan sprang up, mischief sparkling in her eyes. With a sly grin, she called out, “Cousin, I’ll be sticking to you like glue today!”

Duan Yuqing’s expression darkened instantly. Jealousy burned behind his eyes, but he kept his voice even.

As he left, he shot Jiang Qian a look that could freeze flames.

Tch, Jiang Zixuan’s definitely doing this on purpose.

What a cunning little fox. And now Duan Yuqing’s probably added me to his list of grudges.

Overhearing the auction plans, Bai Piaoxue turned on Jiang Qian. “We’re going too!”

“What? Senior Sister Bai, my house is practically empty. Unless you think my kidneys would fetch a good price, I’m flat broke!”

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“This really isn’t my kind of event!”

Jiang Qian desperately tried to wriggle out of it. The last thing he wanted was to get dragged further into Bai Piaoxue’s games.

Why get me involved just to make Duan Yuqing jealous? Can’t she find someone else to be her pawn?

That’s just how she is—hopeless at these schemes, yet she can’t resist playing.

Shing—

Without warning, Bai Piaoxue drew her sword, the blade glinting as she pressed it to Jiang Qian’s throat. “You’re coming. Yes or no?”

“Haha, I’m just kidding! Of course I’ll go! What, did you think I’d say no?” Jiang Qian laughed nervously and carefully nudged the sword aside. “Let’s dial it down a notch, Senior Sister Bai. No need to get so fired up, right?”

“Hmph.” With a snort, Bai Piaoxue sheathed her sword and led Jiang Qian out of the Jiang Estate.

—At the Auction House Gate—

As Bai Piaoxue approached the entrance, a pair of guards moved to block her path.

“Excuse me, miss. Do you have an invitation?” one asked crisply.

“I don’t.”

“In that case, I’m afraid we can’t let you through.”

Icy resolve flickered in Bai Piaoxue’s gaze. For a moment, it looked like she might simply force her way in.

Before things could escalate, Jiang Qian stepped forward, voice steady. “And what about me? Am I unwelcome, too?”

The guard’s demeanor changed instantly. “Young Master Jiang! Forgive me, please—right this way!”

Jiang Qian grinned. “Let’s go, Senior Sister Bai.”

“Mhm.” With a nod, Bai Piaoxue followed him into the bustling auction hall.

As soon as he sat down, a mechanical voice echoed in Jiang Qian’s mind.

[Ding~ Special location detected: Tianze City Auction Hall. Would you like to Check-in?]

“Check-in!” He didn’t hesitate.

[Ding~ Check-in successful!]

[Congratulations, Host. Reward acquired: Five Billion Zixuan Coins!]

F-Five billion Zixuan Coins!

Even if the whole Jiang Clan toiled for a thousand years and never spent a single coin, they’d never rack up that kind of fortune!

As if in a dream, a storage ring materialized on Jiang Qian’s finger.

Gulp—

Peeking inside, Jiang Qian nearly choked in disbelief. Mountains of Zixuan Coins piled inside the ring, shining like a sea of solid gold!

Holy crap. With this much wealth, I could coast through several lifetimes and never worry again.

While Jiang Qian was still dazed, the auctioneer stepped onto the stage and the auction officially began.

“Welcome, esteemed guests! Since you’re all people of status in Tianze City, I’ll keep things brief—let the auction commence!”

“Our first lot: a top-grade Yellow-tier skill, the ‘Tyrant’s Palm Technique’!”

“Starting bid—10,000 Zixuan Coins.”

Before the auctioneer finished, the hall was already alive with bids:

“20,000 Zixuan Coins!”

“30,000!”

“40,000!”

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But Jiang Qian didn’t care about martial techniques. What really caught his attention were two unique items on the catalog.

The first was a Blue-patterned Jade Pendant, rumored to be a weakened form of a healing spring—capable of mending wounds to some extent.

In the original novel, that pendant had gone to a stranger. The narrative never bothered to mention who.

The second was an ancient stone tablet—a relic hiding the key to a secret realm.

Naturally, the protagonist always ended up with it. How else could he be the main character? The treasures always fall to the hero, unless fate has a new leading role in mind.

And even if a side character snatched it, the plot would surely steer it back into the protagonist’s hands before long.

So today, Jiang Qian set his sights on that Blue-patterned Jade Pendant.

After all, the mysterious stranger wasn’t some legendary protagonist. Why should he be afraid?

No way I’m leaving empty-handed—not after raking in five billion Zixuan Coins. That’d be a crime!

Time flowed past, and soon the Blue-patterned Jade Pendant was carried onto the auction stage.

“This jade pendant is truly a rarity,” the auctioneer proclaimed. “It’s said to have miraculous healing powers—capable of knitting flesh and bone!”

Jiang Qian almost rolled his eyes. What a pitch. Sure, “miraculous healing” was stretching it, but over enough time, the pendant could indeed work wonders.

Of course, by the time you’d properly healed, you might’ve croaked from old age.

“Starting bid: 50,000 Zixuan Coins!”

No sooner had the words left the auctioneer’s lips than a cold, ethereal voice rang out: “100,000 Zixuan Coins!”

“Who was that? They just doubled the price!”

“That’s some deep pocket—can’t even see their face under the cloak.”

“I bet it’s someone from one of the Four Great Clans…”

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Heads swiveled towards the mysterious bidder.

Jiang Qian spoke up, voice lazy and unhurried: “200,000 Zixuan Coins.”

“Hang on, isn’t that Young Master Jiang? Since when did he get so rich? Did the Jiang Clan strike gold?”

“You don’t know? Young Master Jiang’s an Inner Sect Disciple of Azure Mountain Sect now! Of course things are looking up for his clan!”

“True, Young Master Jiang’s basically a role model these days.”

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“300,000 Zixuan Coins!” the mysterious bidder intoned.

“500,000!” Jiang Qian countered, not flinching in the least.

“550,000!”

Without hesitation, Jiang Qian’s voice rang out: “One million Zixuan Coins!”

The auction hall went dead silent. All eyes landed on him.

Even Jiang Zixuan, seated not far away, stared speechlessly. Does he really have that kind of money? Did he secretly empty out the Jiang Clan vault?

Bai Piaoxue herself was shaken. As a Azure Mountain Sect disciple, she’d never held such a sum in her entire life.

And Jiang Qian—judging by how relaxed he looked—might have even more left to spend!

“Jiang Qian, in all honesty, I never guessed you were this loaded.”

“Oh, this?” Jiang Qian waved it off with a humble smile. “Just some rainy day savings, nothing to brag about. Honestly, hardly worth your notice, Senior Sister Bai.” He sounded modest, but the hint of pride in his tone was impossible to miss.

“One million, once!”

“One million, twice!”

“One million, thr—”

“1.2 million Zixuan Coins!” A cold voice sliced through the suspense just before the gavel fell.