"Fellow cultivators, welcome to the Lingran Dragon Lunar Private Gathering. I'm Guan Hai, one of the Vice City Lords of Lingran City. I'll be in charge of the gathering, so I hope everyone will come along."
A scholarly middle-aged man landed at the front of the hall. He faced the crowd with a smile on his face, giving off an inexplicable favorable impression.
"Let's skip the nonsense. The first item, the Eight Moons Flame, with a starting bid of thirty thousand G.o.d Stones. Each increment must be at least five thousand G.o.d Stones."
Following Guan Hai's voice, six cultivators of the seventh-layer Martial Ancestor Realm carried a giant crystal box and placed it at the front of the hall. Inside the box was an eerie flame that was slowly burning.
The temperature of the hall rose rapidly.
The eyes of the cultivators flickered, as they did not expect to see such a rare treasure at the beginning of the auction.
"Forty thousand G.o.d Stones!"
"Fifty-five thousand G.o.d Stones!"
Voices could be heard among one another.
The atmosphere of the hall gradually became lively.
Following this, as the Eight Moons Flame was auctioned off, the other rare treasures were brought onto the stage too.
Time gradually passed. Half an hour later, more than half of the gathering had been completed.
"The next item is known as the Bitter Ocean Brew, a rare magical wine with a starting bid of ten thousand G.o.d Stones. Each increment must be at least a thousand G.o.d Stones."
Saying this, Guan Hai took out a jade jar from his Sumeru Ring. As soon as the jade jar was taken out, a series of clattering noises could be heard, followed by a rare phenomenon of the ocean splashing in mid-air, causing the crowd to feel a sense of bitterness in their hearts.
"Bitter Ocean Brew? The deepest part of bitterness is the other shore. I didn't expect the wine to have such an intent. It's perfect for the Princess. "
Qin Nan mumbled in his heart and immediately called out a bid.
"Twenty thousand G.o.d Stones."
This was all the wealth he had on him.
The cultivators were initially interested in the wine, but they immediately shook their heads after hearing the bid.
Dong Kuo and the others were busy fawning over Ning Jianfei, thus they did not interfere. As such, the wine ended up in his hands.
"Brother Duan Qing, do you like to drink wine?" Zhan Xiaoxian asked curiously. Ordinary people would not spend twenty thousand G.o.d Stones on wine.
Qin Nan was just about to answer when he suddenly thought of something. He smiled faintly and said, "I quite like it."
In the past, he had no feelings for wine, but now, he did like it a little.
Wine, he was a good fellow.
Especially when he was drinking with the princess.
After this small interlude, the Linran Dragon Moon Private Gathering continued.
However, what puzzled many cultivators was that Ning Jianfei had yet to make a move.
Finally, Guan Hai, who was standing at the front of the hall, wore a mysterious smile on his face as he said, "Everyone, this is the last auction. The item for this auction is the Hundred Forms Silver Flower. I believe I don't need to explain its uses, right? The starting price is 300,000 divine stones, and each increment must be no less than 50,000 divine stones. "
As his voice echoed, a giant purple wooden box appeared. In the middle of the box, there was a one foot tall spirit herb with silver petals. It quietly stood there.
Unlike other spiritual herbs, apart from the color of the flowers, the color of the branches and leaves were constantly changing. Sometimes it was red, sometimes it was blue. There were countless of them.
"Hundred Forms Silver Flower?"
"Gasp, it really is the Hundred Forms Silver Flower. According to the rumors, after consuming it, the rare phenomenon of the Hundred Forms Silver Flower will appear on the Martial Ancestor's Tree, greatly increasing the power of the Martial Ancestor's Tree!"
"Who would have thought we would be able to get our hands on such a precious herb!"
"Five hundred thousand G.o.d Stones!"
"Six hundred thousand G.o.d Stones! That's all I have! "
The eyes of the cultivators turned fiery after recovering from the initial shock. Many of them clenched their teeth and took out all their belongings to bet on the item!
In just a few breaths' time, the price had risen to one million G.o.d Stones!
Qin Nan immediately yelled after seeing this, "Two million G.o.d Stones!"
The price was doubled instantly.
Since the Anti-Heaven Alliance was paying the G.o.d Stones, Qin Nan would not feel the pinch.
"Two million G.o.d Stones?"
The eyes of the cultivators flickered with astonishment. They did not expect this Duan Qing to offer such a high price right off the bat.
This caused the majority of the cultivators present to shake their heads and no longer compete. The remaining few cultivators, on the other hand, began to hesitate. After all, judging from the current situation, the price they would have to pay to obtain the Hundred Silver Flower Grass would be astronomical.
However, at that instant, a voice could be heard, "I'm here for the Hundred Forms Silver Flower. Two million one hundred thousand G.o.d Stones, I'll be taking it."
The tone was calm, as if the Hundred Forms Silver Flower had already belonged to him.
The one speaking was none other than Ning Jianfei, who had remained silent all this while.
In the hall...
A small portion of the cultivators that were originally hesitating immediately gave up on the idea when they heard this.
It was no longer about the G.o.d Stones. For a genius ranked on the God Ranking like Ning Jianfei, an inner disciple of the South-Heaven Sacred Ground, he was extremely prideful. If they dared to compete with him, they would surely suffer his wrath.
In the room, Qin Nan's lips curled upward slightly.
As he had expected, the Anti-Heaven Alliance had asked him to bid for the Hundred Forms Silver Flower to pit him against Ning Jianfei.
Qin Nan spoke without hesitation.
"Four million G.o.d Stones."
The words caused the cultivators to wear astounded looks on their faces.
They were not shocked by the four million G.o.d Stones, but they did not expect this Duan Qing would dare to compete with Ning Jianfei.
Didn't Duan Qing know that he would offend Ning Jianfei by doing so?
"Brother Duan Qing, you..."
Zhan Xiaoxian stared with her eyes open wide, as she did not expect this to happen.
In the other room, Dong Kuo, the woman from the Undead Tribe, and the young man from the Lightning Tribe were overjoyed after hearing the words.
They were still trying to figure out a way to ask Ning Jianfei to deal with Duan Qing, but this Duan Qing had presented himself to them.
He was simply asking for his death.
"How bold!"
Four furious roars could be heard.
The four disciples of the South-Heaven Sacred Ground walked out from the room with icy auras.
"This is the City Lord's Mansion. You should think twice before making your move."
A cold voice could be heard, which turned out to be Guan Hai.
Although he did not want to offend the people of the South-Heaven Sacred Ground, this was the City Lord's Mansion after all. If he allowed them to do whatever they wanted, they would become the laughing stock of the city.
"You can leave now."
Ning Jianfei said calmly.
The four disciples nodded their heads and glared at Qin Nan's room, before returning to their rooms.
Inside the room, Ning Jianfei's calm eyes flickered for the first time, as a murderous intent flickered within them.
Because he had never imagined that a mere nameless rogue cultivator would have the guts to snatch something from him.
"If I remember correctly, your name is Duan Qing, right? Bid five million G.o.d Stones for this Hundred Forms Silver Flower, and bring it to me. If you do, I'll forgive you and spare your life. "
(End of Chapter)
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