"Five hundred million Spirit Stones, which equals five hundred imperial-grade Spirit Stones and fifty thousand king-grade Spirit Stones."
"Once, Bai Xuan roamed the Void Sea for a long time and only obtained one imperial or king-grade Spirit Stone. Now, in order to bid for this fragment of the Supreme Immortal Soldier, she was almost driven mad."
"The shock among the crowd had not yet dissipated."
"At that moment, another voice rang out."
"’This old man bids ten billion!’"
"This voice, like a sudden thunderclap, exploded and suppressed all other bids."
"The owner of this voice was none other than the occupant of Private Room No. 2, Sky Centipede Demon Venerable."
"With a single sentence from Sky Centipede Demon Venerable, the price of the fragment of the Supreme Immortal Soldier doubled."
"This doubling was not simple; it was an immediate increase of five billion Spirit Stones."
"’Why couldn’t I be the one to obtain this fragment of the Supreme Immortal Soldier!’"
"Below, numerous Martial Artists’ eyes blazed with envy."
"If any of them had acquired this fragment of the Supreme Immortal Soldier, they would have truly struck it rich."
"’Damn it, people from the Earth Demon Sect are here too.’"
"’The wealth we prepared is not enough!’"
"Inside the Heaven Private Room, numerous voices of dissatisfaction arose."
"But this bid of ten billion was enough to deter the majority present."
"Sky Centipede Demon Venerable laughed confidently."
"’Humph, if no one else bids, this fragment of the Supreme Immortal Soldier will belong to this old man.’"
"’I bid twenty billion!’"
"Just as Sky Centipede Demon Venerable finished speaking, a voice full of disdain suddenly interrupted."
"This voice was unfamiliar, never having spoken before."
"’The number one Heaven Private Room?’"
"One by one, the Martial Artists looked over, only then realizing that this voice came from within the number one Heaven Private Room."
"This Heaven Private Room arrangement also represented the status of various powers; the number one Heaven Private Room belonged to the Sky Tower."
"To think that an item from the Sky Tower auction could be taken by someone from the Sky Tower itself?"
"Countless questioning glances turned towards the stage, which seemed even more like a setup."
"’Although the number one Heaven Private Room belongs to our Sky Tower, the gentleman inside is not one of our people, please rest assured everyone,’ explained Master Spiritual Reverence with a smile."
"’Twenty billion Spirit Stones, I wonder if anyone else is willing to raise the bid.’"
"’Twenty-five billion!’"
"Again, from Private Room No. 2, Sky Centipede Demon Venerable spoke."
"’Thirty-five billion!’"
"No matter what Sky Centipede Demon Venerable said, the person in Private Room No. 1 remained extremely calm and indifferent, as if he didn’t care about this vast wealth at all."
"’Who exactly is in Private Room No. 1?’"
"’To be accommodated in a Sky Tower private room, this must be someone the Sky Tower itself needs to curry favor with!’"
"’This person’s wealth is terrifyingly immense!’"
Chu Fengmian could also tell, as the person in box number one spoke, that their composure was genuine, not feigned, and that the price was nothing significant to him.
"I want to see who possesses such wealth!"
A thought crossed Chu Fengmian’s mind, and his Spiritual Sense directly penetrated into box number one, instantly seeing seven or eight young people standing there.
Each of these young people was at the ninth tier of Divine Power Realm, their strength no less than Luo Changhen’s, and the most powerful among them was even stronger than Hong Yu.
Chu Fengmian felt that this person’s strength was still greatly hidden, now only akin to a sleeping lion.
Once all his power was displayed, it would likely be enough to contend with a high-tier martial artist from the Life and Death Realm.
"This aura, is it the Sacred King Undefeated’s Secret Technique? People from Holy King Sect?"
Chu Fengmian realized in a moment that these individuals were from one of the seven major sects, the Holy King Sect.
The Holy King Sect was among the seven sects that could be considered ancient, even older than the Ancient Desolate Sect.
"Qian Yuan, senior apprentice, it seems you are determined to acquire this fragment of the supreme celestial weapon."
A disciple of the Holy King Sect spoke to the strongest among the group, flattering him openly.
"The fragment of the supreme celestial weapon, a treasure never seen before in our Middle Territory, if you could obtain it, you might instantly become a major figure in our Holy King Sect."
"Hmph, on coming to the Northern Territory, I thought this remote place wouldn’t hold much, but I didn’t expect to stumble upon the Yin Yang Demon Venerable’s lair and acquire his wealth—hundreds of billions of Spirit Stones. I would like to see who dares to vie for this fragment of the supreme celestial weapon," Qian Yuan said arrogantly, his words filled with utmost confidence.
"These natives of the Northern Territory, how can they possibly compete with me? I am curious to see what these natives are capable of."
"The people of the Northern Territory are just some natives after all. The fragment of the supreme celestial weapon would just gather dust in their hands. Only in Qian Yuan’s hands, the truly virtuous ones will receive it."
Another disciple of the Holy King Sect quickly added, flattering.
"Senior apprentice Qian Yuan, the native in box number two can no longer call out a price."
The scene fell silent for a long while before a voice again came from box number two.
This price, the moment it was called out by the Sky Centipede Demon Venerable, was the highest he could afford.
After calling this price, it was as though all his strength had been drained from him.
Qian Yuan coldly smiled and casually named another price.
This price immediately brought a look of disappointment on the face of the Sky Centipede Demon Venerable.
All his wealth was depleted, no longer able to compete.
"43 billion! This is simply an astronomical price, such prices have never been seen before at the auctions of Tongtian Pavilion."
"I don’t know who the person in box number one is, to possess such wealth."
A gathering of martial artists started discussing.
It seemed as though the dust had settled.
Even Qian Yuan’s face showed a bit of confidence now, looking greedily at the fragment of the supreme celestial weapon.
Thinking that the very next moment, the fragment of the supreme celestial weapon would belong to him, his heart filled with immense excitement.
In that silent moment, Chu Fengmian suddenly spoke out like a dark horse, raising the price once more.
"What? The person in box number eleven spoke again!"
"When the Heavenly Demon’s nine treasures were up previously, this person didn’t bid, I thought his wealth was exhausted—now he’s bidding again!"
Some martial artists shivered at the mention of this number, utterly astonished at how immense a fortune of 50 billion Spirit Stones was.