"How is it, Brother Du? Was it seen through?"
The Demon Emperor was still a bit nervous, afraid that Du Feng's fake goods would be seen through.
"Don't worry, if it was seen through, it would have come over long ago. I'm selling the Pseudo Demonic Ruler anyway, so there's no need to be afraid."
Although Du Feng said so, he was actually quite nervous. He was selling the Pseudo Demonic Ruler, not a pseudo Innate Spiritual Artifact. If it was destroyed halfway, then it would be worthless. Fortunately, the lion man also helped when he was compressing the Demonic Qi. He was already at the peak of Heaven Realm Level Nine Cultivation, and with the help of Du Feng and the others, it wouldn't break so quickly.
All he needed to do now was to wait. Because the second half of the auction was already halfway through, and Du Feng's black ruler was the second last item, they didn't have to wait too long. Although it wasn't a long time, Du Feng and the others felt like it was a year, afraid that the black ruler would break before they could go on stage. As they waited and waited, it was finally coming to an end.
"Good news, everyone. We have a new auction item that I believe everyone will be interested in."
Wong Song Lord suddenly announced mysteriously that there would be a new auction item in the second half. Others didn't know what it was, but Du Feng knew very well that it was his black ruler that was about to go on stage. It was supposed to be the Dragon Gold's part of the auction, but the sudden addition of an item made everyone curious. What kind of auction item was it that could be placed next to the Dragon Gold?
A black box was brought up. It was tightly sealed and looked very mysterious. Du Feng thought to himself that the people of Eight Immortals City really knew how to create hype. A ruler was auctioned off with such a good box. Just the box itself was a Spiritual Artifact.
Wow, what kind of treasure could be contained in a Spiritual Artifact box? This kind of packaging was obviously very effective, and all the martial artists participating in the auction were mobilized.
"I guess it might be some kind of elixir. They sealed it in a box to prevent the medicinal effects from leaking."
A middle-aged man who usually liked to refine pills felt that he had a better understanding of pharmacology, so he made a bold guess.
"Don't talk nonsense. Medicinal pills should be sealed in porcelain bottles. Who would use a box?"
The other martial artist disagreed with his opinion. According to common sense, the pill should be placed in a porcelain bottle.
"Stop talking nonsense. I think it's a treasured saber. Look at that rectangular box, it's perfect for storing treasured sabers."
A burly man with a full beard and an oily face, who was an expert in the use of the saber, arrived. He saw that the box was quite wide and didn't look like it was used to store a sword. It might be used to store a scimitar.
"Hmm, that makes sense. I also think it's something like a weapon."
Many martial artists agreed with this statement, but there were also people who raised objections. If it was a sword, it should be kept in the scabbard. If it was a saber, it should be kept in the scabbard. Why did he need a box? Moreover, this box was a Spirit-grade treasure. Could it be that he was afraid that the treasured saber inside would run out and hurt people?
"Could it be that he caught a ferocious beast and needs to use a box to trap it?"
A female martial artist's imagination ran wild. She thought that the box might not contain a weapon, but a ferocious beast.
"Don't talk nonsense. Ferocious beasts should be kept in beast pouches, or at least in cages. Who would use a box to trap them? Do you think it's a hairpin that women wear?"
The male martial artist next to her quickly reprimanded her. However, this didn't stop the female martial artist's imagination. After hearing the male martial artist's words, she began to boldly guess that the treasure inside was really a hairpin, and it was especially suitable for her to wear. She even started counting her belongings to see if she had enough money left to bid for that hairpin.
"Everyone has heard of the Demonic Ruler!"
Wong Song Lord remained mysterious and let everyone discuss it freely for a while. When he saw that the time was right, he suddenly said such a thing.
"Regardless of whether you've heard of it or not, I'll tell everyone about the origin of the Demonic Ruler …"
After that, Wong Song Lord turned from the City Lord of Eight Immortals City into an old man who could tell stories. He narrated the Battle of the Underworld with a lot of embellishments, describing how the Asura King Ah Ping slaughtered everyone in his way. In particular, his unique weapon, the Demonic Ruler, played a huge role.
Tsk, tsk, tsk … Even Du Feng marveled at the story. If he didn't know the ins and outs of the Demonic Ruler, he might have really been fooled by Wong Song Lord. After the story was told, everyone's expectations for the Demonic Ruler reached a limit. Forget about the Sky Demon Ruler, even if he took out a painting of the Sky Demon Ruler now, there would probably be people who would buy it and collect it.
No wonder Eight Immortals City was so rich. It had a lot to do with Wong Song Lord's ability to fool people. The more it was like this, the more Du Feng wanted to rip them off.
At that moment, Wong Song Lord suddenly opened a corner of the box, and a thick gust of Demonic Aura gushed out. It passed through the barrier of the booth and spread to the audience. The hall became so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers. However, no one dared to fish in troubled waters this time. They waited obediently in their seats, even worried that they would be ambushed at that moment.
Wong Song Lord smiled and closed the box with a snap. The thick Demonic Aura immediately disappeared. Just this action alone had already made the bidders seethe with excitement.
"Wong Song Lord, don't keep us guessing. Show us whatever you have. Our Hua family doesn't lack money."
"Yes, yes. If you don't have enough money, I can get someone to send it over. Just name a price."
"Wong Song Lord, tell the truth. Is that the Demonic Ruler or not?"
The martial artists were so excited that they were about to go crazy. What kind of joke was that? The Demonic Ruler was the weapon used by the Asura King Ah Ping. With that ruler, no matter where he went to, the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Devil Realm, or the Underworld, he could do whatever he wanted.
"Calm down, calm down. Everyone, calm down. The Demonic Ruler is the supreme treasure of the Underworld. If it appears in our Minorcosm World, it will bring about a catastrophe. This ruler was made by a senior from the Devil Realm to commemorate the Asura King Ah Ping … "
Alright, City Lord Huang was starting to use his trickery skills again. He was just explaining how powerful the real Demonic Ruler was and how it would cause the entire space to collapse in the Minorcosm World. Then, he made up a senior from the Devil Realm to commemorate the earth-shattering battle of the Asura King and specially replicated the Demonic Ruler.
Although this black ruler was not the Demonic Ruler, it was still a middle-grade Innate Spiritual Weapon. Coupled with the rich Demonic Aura, it could unleash the power of a high-grade Innate Spiritual Weapon. Although there was only a difference of two words between a spiritual weapon and an Innate Spiritual Weapon, there was a huge difference in the increase in combat power.
"Hurry up and name a price. I can't wait."
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