Su Ming waited patiently and watched as the three hundredth, four hundredth, five hundredth, and six hundredth Crimson Stones were sold, then cut open by the people who bought them right before the eyes of all the people in Shaman City.
During this period of time, besides waiting, Su Ming was also observing the five hundred people's methods of controlling the light rings, observing the strangeness of the Enchanted light rings, especially the way each person would bring out a storage bag and place it on the Enchanted light rings every single time they were activated. Su Ming could tell that the Shaman Crystals needed to buy those stones should be in those storage bags.
Besides that, Su Ming was also observing the Shamans around him, whose emotions had been completely ignited and had practically descended into madness.
Su Ming made some calculations and found that twelve of the five hundred Crimson Stones were shining with that strange light, but only five of them contained any physical substance. The rest were all empty.
But even so, out of the five that were stored in the materials, two of them contained objects that caused an uproar. One of them was the one that Autumn Sea Tribe had bought, and the other contained a strand of black hair!
That hair looked as if it was alive in the transparent mountain rock that was the size of a palm. There was a large amount of life force contained within it, as if if anyone crushed the mountain rock, they would be able to take it out in its entirety.
Even the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple was moved by that item, and he bought it at an astronomical price!
Time passed by. It was already late at night, but under the light from the Crimson Stones and the illumination from the countless lanterns on the ground, it did not look much different from daytime.
During that period of time, Nan Gong Hen gritted his teeth and bought another Crimson Stone, but in the end …
"Brother Mo, I don't intend to continue. Let's wait and see … Ah, I'm not fated with these first one thousand Crimson Stones … Brother Mo, do you want to buy some?" Nan Gong Hen looked as if he had accepted his fate and sighed beside Su Ming.
Lan Lan, Lan Lan, and the other two girls were already dumbfounded by what they saw. Their faces were filled with shock. This sort of intense atmosphere could easily infect a person's emotions, and it would cause a person's self-control to be reduced to its limit.
Su Ming nodded. At that moment, the voice of the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple in the sky slowly spread through the land.
"The treasure gambling event will not stop until all ten thousand Crimson Stones are sold. Those who don't want to continue can leave at any time. Now, the auction for Crimson Stones from 601 to 700 will begin! "The old man's expression was calm. Once he finished speaking, he swept his gaze across the land.
Su Ming took a deep breath. He had waited an entire day for this moment!
"230,000!"
"370,000!"
"420,000!" Even though it was late at night, the liveliness of the place did not decrease at all. Instead, it became more and more intense, and the starting bids also increased!
Su Ming did not speak. He was still waiting, and when Crimson Stone No.696 was bought for 420,000 Crimson Stones, the auction for Crimson Stone No.697 started!
That Crimson Stone that was taller than a person did not seem any different from the other stones. It did not have an attractive appearance, but only Su Ming knew that there was a three-petal flower in that stone. Even if two of its petals had withered away, there was still one petal that was alive!
"A hundred and fifty thousand!" At the instant the Crimson Stone was put up for auction, someone immediately shouted a bid. This was not because the person who placed the bid had noticed the strangeness of the stone, but because all Crimson Stones would do the same once they were put up for auction.
"180,000!"
"200,000!"
"230,000!" There was an endless stream of people placing bids. Su Ming's expression was calm. Once someone placed a bid of 230,000, a glint appeared in his eyes, and he placed his first bid in the treasure gambling event!
"300,000!" Su Ming's voice traveled forth, and when Nan Gong Hen heard it, he immediately looked towards Su Ming.
Lan Lan and the others were also incredibly excited.
"350,000!" Someone placed a bid once again. There were too many people in the place, and because of that, if Su Ming did not spread his divine sense, he would not be able to find out just who placed the bid. However, since this was an event organized by the God of Shamans Temple, there were rarely anyone who would place a bid without any basis. They had to understand the consequences of doing something like this.
"400,000!" Su Ming said slowly without any hesitation.
400,000 was the average price for the hundreds of Crimson Stones in the later stages of the auction. If he placed a bid higher than that, then failure would be too painful for him. If he did not have a lot of confidence in winning, then the bidding would usually end at this moment. After all, there were still a lot of Crimson Stones later on, and there was no need for him to focus on just one.
"Four hundred and twenty thousand!" After many people stopped bidding, someone made another bid.
"450,000!" Su Ming's expression remained the same as ever as he spoke calmly.
Several breaths passed by, and when he saw that no one else placed any more bids, the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple started auctioning off the Crimson Stone numbered 698.
After a moment, when the batch of one hundred Crimson Stones was completely sold, the people who bought the Crimson Stones flew up one by one towards the one hundred Enchanted light rings in the sky. Some were excited, some were calm, and some were filled with anticipation.
"Brother Mo, good luck!" Nan Gong Hen wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming. Su Ming nodded, took a deep breath, and charged into the sky.
This was the first time he appeared before the Shamans' eyes. This was the first time he bought his own Crimson Stone in the treasure gambling event. This was also the first time he cut open a Crimson Stone!
Also, this was the beginning of Su Ming's flaunting!
One hundred people turned into long arcs and appeared beside the Enchanted light rings with their numbers. The Crimson Stone Su Ming bought was number 697, and the Enchanted light ring he was on was the sixty-seventh. As he stood there, Su Ming looked at the Enchanted Vessel shining with a bright light before him calmly. He looked at the light rings rotating slowly on it, and when they intersected with each other, sizzling sounds could be heard.
After a moment, the Crimson Stones numbered 601 to 700 charged towards them from the sky above. When they appeared before the crowd, Su Ming looked at the Crimson Stone. It was indeed the stone he had seen previously. In fact, he could even smell the faint medicinal fragrance once again.
Most of the people around him had brought out their bags containing Shaman Crystals. Their expressions were different, but the anticipation was present in all of them. Once they placed their bags on the Enchanted light rings, the Enchanted Vessels on the shelves started shining with a powerful light, as if they had been set on fire.
The breathing of the crowd underneath also quickened. Their gazes were fixed on the Crimson Stones. They wanted to know whether there was any strange light within these one hundred Crimson Stones and whether there would be treasures within!
When ninety-nine of the one hundred Enchanted light rings in the sky had been lit up and could start cutting the stones, only the Enchanted Vessel before Su Ming did not light up. Because of that, it was incredibly obvious from the sky.
This sort of thing had never happened on that day. The gazes of the countless people underneath instantly gathered on Su Ming. At the same time they were attracted by the mask on his face, someone also recognized Su Ming!
"It's him!"
"He fought to a draw against the Latter Shaman of Eastern Goosefoot Tribe, Tie Mu! His name is Mo Su!"
"If he didn't hide his power, then he's definitely the strongest among all Medial Shamans!"
"I saw him fight against senior Tie Mu that day. The might of that battle is something that no Medial Shaman can hope to fight against!"
At the same time, the instant Su Ming appeared and became the center of attention, different changes appeared on the faces of the people in four of the eight halls in the sky.
Tie Mu was sitting cross-legged in the hall. There were also some members of his tribe sitting around him. The woman was also among them. At that moment, she was looking at Su Ming from the distance, and a hint of resentment flashed briefly in her eyes.
"It's him …" Tie Mu looked at Su Ming. There might have been some friction between them, but due to Su Ming's politeness, he had a rather good impression of him. Now that he saw Su Ming, he might be expressionless, but he no longer had the killing intent he had in the past.
In another hall, Autumn Sea Tribe's Sacred Lady, Wan Qiu, stood on the stairs and looked at the dark sky. She looked at Su Ming's body as the crimson light flashed in the dark, and she frowned.
'Their bodies are similar, but … this person's presence and the feeling he gives off … seems to be different from his.' As Wan Qiu fell into pensive silence, the red mark of the dragon on her right arm shone faintly.
Sky Mist's ancestor was sitting in the third hall with a calm expression on his face. Tian Lan Meng and Tian Lan You, who were sitting before him, were looking at the world outside. Tian Lan Meng's gaze was focused on Su Ming, and uncertainty appeared in her eyes.
In the fourth hall was a long-haired woman dressed in white. She was looking at Su Ming with a dumbfounded expression. There was bewilderment and complicated emotions in her eyes. If she was not a Celestial Maiden and if the feeling in her body was not faint, but it was still there, it would have been difficult for her to recognize … that the person she was looking at was him.
"Why did you appear here..? Do you know just how great of a danger your appearance will bring to you..?" the long-haired woman mumbled in a voice that only she could hear. The bewilderment in her eyes disappeared, and in its place was a hint of anxiety.
At the same time, there was a person in black robes among the crowd on the ground. He lifted his head slightly, and a cold sneer appeared on his lips. He stared at Su Ming with a freezing glare in his eyes.
"Owner of Crimson Stone No.697, bring out enough Shaman Crystals to light up your Enchanted Vessel!" As the crowd's gazes gathered on Su Ming, the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple looked at him and spoke in a low voice.
"I don't have enough Shaman Crystals." Su Ming's expression remained as calm as ever as he looked at the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
The Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple was already halfway into the End Realm, and he did not show his emotions on his face. At that moment, his expression was as calm as ever as he looked at Su Ming and spoke languidly.
"I'll give you the span of three breaths. If you can't bring out enough Shaman Crystals after three breaths, then I will kill you right here."
Su Ming was naturally prepared for this a long time ago. Without another word, he brought out a storage bag he had prepared beforehand from his bosom and threw it towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
The storage bag stopped right before the old man. He cast Su Ming a cold glance, then lifted his hand to catch it. When he swept his gaze past it, he lifted his right hand and pointed at the Enchanted light ring before Su Ming without any expression on his face. That Enchanted Vessel immediately lit up, and it could be activated and controlled at any time!
The old man might have looked as calm as ever, but his heart was shaken. He saw five Scattering Dusts in the storage bag! He had seen Scattering Dusts before. In fact, he had even eaten one before. When he saw it now, the unique feeling from the Scattering Dusts allowed him to recognize the authenticity of this item with just one glance.
Besides, the quality of the Scattering Dusts in this storage bag was clearly higher than the one he had eaten before!
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