"Oh, Uncle Fang wants you to eliminate this person?"
Huo Qinghan’s expression changed slightly, but there was no surprise. Qin Lie belonged to the Nine Prisons Demon Sect, which was a Demon Sect, and Chu Ming was a prodigy of the Celestial Travel Sect.
"That’s right, but now he’s with Xu Ming and a few others, so it’s not feasible."
Qin Lie nodded, his eyes gleaming coldly as he looked at Chu Ming.
"Don’t worry, we will assist you. Xu Ming’s friends are my enemies, besides, it’s also my humble effort for Uncle Fang."
Huo Qinghan said indifferently. In his eyes, among four people of Chu Ming’s group, only Xu Ming posed some threat. As for the other three, the gap was substantial.
"Then I must thank Brother Huo!"
Qin Lie’s face lit up with joy. Although he had a power bestowed by his martial uncle, it was only sufficient to obliterate strong practitioners at the Seventh Layer of the Guiyuan Realm. Here, it was not guaranteed. With Huo Qinghan and others’ support, it would be foolproof.
Huo Qinghan nodded lightly, speaking no more.
"Two million three hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
Chu Ming continued bidding; he could clearly sense Grey Xing’s cold gaze, but he was determined not to give up. Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt
"Two million four hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
Grey Xing’s sharp voice rang out. His limit was three million middle-grade Spirit Stones; if it exceeded, he would give up.
"Two million six hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
"Two million seven hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
Seeing Chu Ming’s calm demeanor in his private room, Grey Xing’s heart surged with murderous intent. He made a secret resolve that if Chu Ming left the small town, he would dismember him a thousand ways.
"Three million middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
Chu Ming directly raised the bid to three million middle-grade Spirit Stones.
In the private room, Xu Ming and Feng Yuyan were shocked. They had never imagined Chu Ming’s wealth was so abundant. His calm expression suggested three million middle-grade Spirit Stones was far from his limit.
Grey Xing snorted coldly, sending an invisible soul impact toward Chu Ming’s private room silently. Everyone’s souls felt a chill, like blades of grass swaying in the wind.
A mouthful of scarlet blood sprayed from Grey Xing’s mouth, his face darkened, appearing languid, with fierce light still in his eyes.
He took a green pill from his Storage Ring, swallowed it for refinement, and his face looked somewhat better. He realized that the one making the move was a Life and Death Realm king from the Flying Snow Sword Sect, serving only as a warning for his rash action.
"Is there anyone willing to bid higher?"
The grey-haired auctioneer on the stage asked slowly.
Confirming no one else bid, he hammered the table heavily, announcing the Spiritual Profound Undying Needle was won by Chu Ming.
The auction continued, when the forty-second item was up for bid, a knocking sounded, and Xu Lie went to open the door. A middle-aged man in Flying Snow Sword Sect attire walked in.
"Here is the auction item; please hand over the Spirit Stones."
The middle-aged man took out a Storage Ring from his bosom, gently handing it to Chu Ming.
Chu Ming scanned with his Spiritual Sense and found the Spiritual Profound Undying Needle indeed inside the Storage Ring.
"Here are the Spirit Stones!"
Chu Ming handed over three million middle-grade Spirit Stones to the man, who checked them upfront before leaving.
The auction continued, with Xu Lie and Xu Ming making bids multiple times, but quality items increased as the event progressed. The value of some items made them silently gasp, leaving the competition to top-tier prodigies from the Upper Profound List like Ghost Eagle and Duanmu Yezi.
"The auction is nearing the end. The final item is the Cyan Flame Saber, Earth Level top-tier, with inherent destructive qualities in its blade! Starting bid two million middle-grade Spirit Stones, minimum increase ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
A Flying Snow Sword Sect steward gently held a red tray with a cyan-colored Long Saber. Its sharp gleam made everyone feel cold just by looking at it.
"What a superb saber!"
Sitting next to Chu Ming, Xu Ming couldn’t help but exclaim, but he understood that only Flying Snow Sword Sect’s disciples were Swordsmen. If a powerful Blade Master appeared, the Cyan Flame Saber wouldn’t be auctioned.
"I must acquire the Cyan Flame Saber!"
In private room 27, Gu Ming gazed at the Cyan Flame Saber with fervent eyes. As a Blade Master, she comprehended its immense power.
Clearly, acquiring the Cyan Flame Saber would elevate her ranking on the Profound List, giving her the chance to enter the top ten.
"Three million middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
As soon as the grey-haired auctioneer finished speaking, Gu Ming bid three million middle-grade Spirit Stones, showing her strong confidence.
Top ten Profound List prodigies each had wealth of nearly ten million middle-grade Spirit Stones. Gu Ming, ranked eleventh, wasn’t far off, also around ten million.
"Three million two hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
The auction attracted not just Profound List prodigies but also casual Martial Artists who watched the spectacle. Though inferior in talent, some had comparable wealth.
A few Blade Masters among them eyed the Cyan Flame Saber eagerly. Earth Level top-tier weapons, saber, were rare. Above them were Celestial Level Divine Weapons, used mostly by Realm of Transcendence strong practitioners.
Celestial Level Divine Weapons numbered roughly a hundred across the continent. Though it seems plenty, there were far more Life and Death Realm kings among the Human Race.
On average, each king owned not a single Celestial Level Divine Weapon. Emperors of Destruction and Creation possessed more than one, making it an exclusive asset.
"Three million five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
"Four million middle-grade Spirit Stones!"
Bidding voices incessantly rose, pushing the Cyan Flame Saber’s price higher. Chu Ming’s group watched enthusiastically.
In the span of one tea’s time, the Cyan Flame Saber’s price surged to ten million middle-grade Spirit Stones, exceeding everyone’s expectation.
Gu Ming’s face turned sour, as the price neared her limit. Besides middle-grade Spirit Stones, her Storage Ring contained many treasures that if traded, would amount to a considerable sum.