"There's no hurry. Let's see what's being auctioned first."
The lion man had actually prepared some celestial stones to buy things at the auction. He was really interesting. Why did he bring his own money when he was about to rob them? If he liked something, he could just snatch it.
"Remember, young man. Don't go overboard. We are martial artists, not bandits."
In the end, the three young men were taught a lesson by the lion man. It was true that he wanted to snatch the dragon gold and phoenix diamonds, but the auction mostly came from martial artists from all over the world. The auction house would only take 30% of their commission. If they snatched them now, the martial artists who were there to be auctioned would be the unlucky ones.
"Then we'll snatch them after they're sold out?"
The Dragon Emperor had just said that when he was scolded by the lion man again. The auction house would indeed take 30% commission after they were sold out, but the people who bought them had already paid. If they snatched them, the innocent martial artists would suffer the most.
Therefore, the lion man's goal this time was to snatch the items from Eight Immortals City, with the dragon gold and phoenix diamonds. It could be said that Eight Immortals City had earned these two items for free. Moreover, they had sacrificed the lives of many martial artists in the lower realm. They had earned money through blackmail.
If the lion man succeeded in snatching them here, Wong Song Lord would definitely not dare to go to East Immortal City to ask him for it. The City Lords of other immortal cities would also not support Eight Immortals City. If the lion man was willing to share some of his loot, the people of other immortal cities would probably stand up to support him.
"A just cause enjoys abundant support, while an unjust cause finds little support. Do you understand, young man?"
"Understood! Understood! "
The Dragon Emperor hurriedly nodded in agreement. You're making a robbery sound like you're doing a good deed. As expected of a senior from the East Continent. Du Feng, who was listening at the side, could only suppress his laughter in his heart. Although he found it funny, he also understood some of the principles of being a person.
It seemed that there were not many martial artists at the peak of Sky Human Realm Cultivation in the Minorcosm World, especially martial artists as powerful as the lion man and the bewitching man. If there were many of such experts, the wealth of Eight Immortals City would have long been plundered clean.
The other Immortal Cities' Castellans were probably as strong as Wong Song Lord, or slightly stronger than him. Coupled with the fact that the eight brothers were united, the other Immortal Cities had never dared to make a move against them.
"Tsk tsk tsk … This Wong Song Lord is really careful. Who would want to watch an old man host an auction?"
The auctions that Du Feng had attended in the past were all hosted by young and beautiful women. Moreover, they were mixed-race women who were popular with both humans and demons. When the male martial artist saw the beautiful host, his blood boiled and he could not control his emotions. Naturally, he was willing to spend more money to buy things.
Although the auction in the Minorcosm Realm was a high-end one, it didn't even have a beautiful hostess. Wong Song Lord was old and fat, and it was very awkward for him to stand on the stage. He was worried that the first auction item would be snatched away by someone else.
Bang!
Just as Du Feng thought of this, he heard a loud noise in the hall, and then everything went dark. As a result, he forcefully swallowed the mocking words he had just said. It was only the first auction item, but someone actually tried to snatch it. Moreover, it wasn't just one person.
Just now, someone threw a demonic bullet, and the explosion caused the surroundings to be filled with black smoke. Not only was this black smoke corrosive, but it could also obstruct one's vision and divine sense. Ordinary people could not see their actions because they were afraid that their divine sense would be corroded by the black smoke. However, Du Feng was fine.
His eyes constantly emitted a purplish-red light, and he saw the situation clearly. There were five demonic cultivators, and they were planning to snatch a sword on the stage. This sword was really not simple. It was actually a supreme-grade spirit artifact, and it was on the same level as the Dragon Riding Sword. Moreover, this sword was scarlet in color, and it was refined from the bones of some kind of murderer. It was especially suitable for demonic cultivators.
The five demonic cultivators must have come from a lower realm, and they wanted to quickly leave after snatching the demonic sword. Generally speaking, the organizers would be more relaxed at the beginning of an auction, and the experts who wanted to snatch the dragon gold and phoenix diamond would make their move at the end.
Although Wong Song Lord's Cultivation Level was high, he was not a demonic cultivator, and he was not used to the black smoke in the demonic bullet. He closed his eyes and opened the True Origin Shield. At the same time, he grabbed the box containing the demonic sword, and prepared to put it away first.
At this moment, one of the demonic cultivators suddenly turned into an octopus-like monster, tightly attached to Wong Song Lord's True Origin Shield, and then detonated himself without hesitation. When a Celestial Realm demonic cultivator self-detonated at close range, even Wong Song Lord would not dare to say that he would be unscathed.
His light brown, translucent True Origin Shield was blown up by the demonic cultivator, and spider web-like cracks appeared, but it did not shatter.
Amazing! Du Feng could not help but sigh. Wong Song Lord still had some strength. The other party risked his life, but even his True Origin Shield did not explode. This was under the condition that Wong Song Lord could not see and did not fight back.
It was not that Wong Song Lord did not have the strength to fight back, but he did not dare to fight back. At present, the hall was full of black smoke, and everyone was in a mess. If he used a celestial technique, he might accidentally hurt the customers. Besides, he could still handle the first and second level demonic cultivators of the Celestial Realm.
"Seal!"
Wong Song Lord shouted, and a barrier suddenly rose in front of the booth. This barrier was not the True Origin Shield of human martial art practitioners, but some kind of formation punishment. The raised barrier was like a guillotine, forcibly cutting the remaining four demonic cultivators in half, and their plan to snatch the sword came to an end.
The ventilation mechanism in the hall was activated. In just a short while, all the black smoke was sucked away. The box in City Lord Huang's hand was also undamaged. Apart from the death of the five demonic cultivators, there were no other changes.
"They're just a bunch of clowns. I've made a fool of myself."
Wong Song Lord patted the box containing the demonic sword, and put it back on the booth. He even smiled at the martial art practitioners below the stage. The fat on his face jiggled, and it felt like the wrinkles on his face were full of schemes.
Wow, that barrier was not simple. Not only could it block attacks, but it could also cut people in half. In fact, Wong Song Lord could have raised the barrier right from the beginning, and the five demonic cultivators would not have made a move. He clearly knew that someone would try to snatch the sword, but he deliberately pretended to be careless. He wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
