"Right, Elder Wu, according to the news, the Qingyun Sect, Heyang Sect, Cloudsword Sect, and the other sects are here as well. Even the second-tier Windlightning Sect is here. I'm afraid that … something might happen!"
Elder Yuan Buyi frowned as he recalled the news he had received.
"What could possibly happen?"
A glint flashed across Wu Yuan's eyes as he said, "The Windlightning Sect has always been eyeing us covetously. Since they're the only sect here, we should be careful. However, with so many of them here, no one would dare to make a move.
Yuan Buyi was stunned for a moment before nodding.
With so many sects watching them, it would be impossible for them to pull any tricks. This was the best opportunity for the Zhenxian Sect to stall for time.
"However, it's better to be safe than sorry. Inform the disciples of the sect to get ready for battle," Wu Yuen said.
"Un!"
The crowd nodded in agreement. After a moment of silence, one of the elders asked hesitantly, "Do you think that … there are so many experts from so many sects here? Do you think that we can borrow their hands to slay the demon king and save Junior Uncle?"
"Hm?" The crowd was stunned. Wu Yuan frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Given our current strength, it's impossible for us to stand against The Great Demon … However, with so many experts around, it's a different story. If we can invite them over and make a move together, we won't have to worry about not being able to kill him!" the elder said.
"I've thought about this before, but it's difficult to pull off." Yuan Buyi sighed. "Firstly, many people know that The Great Demon is heading toward us. How many sects are willing to lend us a hand?"
The crowd fell silent.
It was easy to add flowers to a brocade, but it was difficult to provide timely assistance.
All of the powers in the Great Yan Continent knew about the Zhenxian Sect's situation. Who would be willing to waste their resources and offend the Demon King eight thousand years ago for a sect that was about to drop in rank?
Even if they wanted to gang up on the Zhenxian Sect, they would have to at least get a grasp of the other party's strength first.
"Secondly, if they make use of this opportunity to demand an exorbitant price, how can our Zhenxian Sect bear it?"
"Thirdly, you're afraid of inviting a wolf into your house! As long as they know that Junior Martial Uncle is being held hostage by The Great Demon and that we are the strongest in the entire sect, they will suddenly kill us and frame The Great Demon. Who will redress our grievances then? "
The room fell silent as soon as he said those three things.
Under normal circumstances, it was rare for a righteous sect to be completely annihilated. However … there had been cases in history where you had invited an expert over only to have the other party destroy your sect. If that was the case, they would have died in vain.
Even if it wasn't that sinister, at the crucial moment, if they forced you to sign an unfair contract, how could you resist?
The so-called invitations and so-called help were all based on the fact that the two parties were of similar strength. Currently, the Suppressing Immortal Sect was too weak, so everything they did would be restricted.
"Alright, let's not worry about that for now. Let's continue bidding. This weapon is the last hope of our Subjugation Immortal Sect … If we can't get it, we'll talk about it later!"
Wu Yuen interrupted everyone's disappointment and made a decision.
…
"Nine hundred thousand taels!"
"One million!"
"1.2 million!"
The bids continued to rise.
After witnessing the fearsomeness of this weapon with their own eyes, how could they give up on it? One by one, they increased the bid with all their might. In less than half a cup of tea's time, the price had already soared to two million silver taels.
Boss Zhu Yiming was so happy that his mouth was crooked. Song Yafei was dumbfounded, unable to believe what she was seeing.
The other party pawned it for three silver taels, and there were still people fighting over it for two million … The difference was too great!
"How can the other party not recognize such a valuable treasure? If he knows that it's a treasure, why is he so nonchalant about it? This means that he is a hundred percent confident that our Great Salt Trading Company won't dare to act rashly, and we can only auction it according to his wishes. "
Seeing that Song Yafei was still confused, Zhu Yiming chuckled. "Forget it, you won't understand even if I explain too much. All you need to know is that this is an opportunity for our trading company. Even though we won't earn much by auctioning this spirit artifact, our reputation will be spread far and wide. If the Ten Great Sects take notice of us, our profits will only increase in the future!"
"Yes!" Song Yafei nodded. Recalling the nonchalant gaze of that young man, the admiration in her heart grew even stronger.
Indeed, only such an expert could be so far-sighted as to leave her in the dust.
"Boss Zhu, the price has already reached three million silver taels. Many sects are running out of cash at the moment, so they have sent someone over to ask if it's possible to use spirit stones and artifacts of the same value as the bid!"
Manager He Jinquan stepped forward and said.
"This is the rule of the auction. Of course, it's possible …"
Zhu Yiming nodded. However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly paused for a moment and said, "Wait a moment. Song Yafei, send a message to that expert and ask him if he's willing to use artifacts as the price!"
Since this was an auction for that expert, it was only right for them to decide the price of the spirit artifact.
"Yes!" The young lady nodded. She took out a Communication Jade Token and wrote down her request. Soon, a message was sent over. "That elder said that … he only wants cash and banknotes. He doesn't want artifacts!"
"He doesn't want them?"
Zhu Yiming was taken aback.
Just like a pawnshop, there was always a bargain to be made. For example, a pill worth a thousand silver taels would only be worth nine hundred silver taels here … As for making a loss, it was because one had no choice but to buy it.
This was also the reason why many people were willing to trade for it.
Since that was the case, why would they reject it?
"I get it now …" Zhu Yiming pondered for a moment before slapping his thigh. "I'm so stupid! How can I not understand the intentions of that expert? "
Song Yafei and He Jinquan turned to look at Zhu Yiming doubtfully.
"That expert doesn't even want a Spirit pinnacle artifact, so how could he possibly be interested in other treasures?" Zhu Yiming asked.
"That's true …" The duo was stunned for a moment before nodding in agreement.
If the other party didn't even care about a Spirit pinnacle artifact, what could the pills, treasures, and spirit stones of the Ten Great Sects count for?
It was fortunate that they had asked that question. Otherwise, they would have surely incurred the other party's wrath!
"Our merchant guild doesn't have that much cash to pay for it. Besides, if we were to take profits from the auction and the expert were to learn of it, the goodwill that we have built up over the years would vanish once more!"
Zhu Yiming pondered for a moment before instructing, "Tell everyone that he only wants cash and banknotes. If he doesn't have any, hand it over to someone else!"
"This …" He Jinquan frowned. "If that's the case, the price might drop!"
Without cash, it would be equivalent to giving up on the auction. As such, the competition would plummet.
"There's nothing we can do about it …" Zhu Yiming said slowly.
Even though the wok was powerful, it didn't seem like a weapon. Besides, it wasn't known who forged it, and it didn't have the backing of a master. More importantly, it was hard to say whether the spirit within could be assimilated. Thus, it was already a good deal for it to be sold at such a price.
Of course … More importantly, even though they thought that the wok was a Spirit pinnacle artifact, it was actually forged out of ordinary materials. It was hard to say whether it could withstand the might of a true Spirit pinnacle artifact.
Thus … even if the price couldn't reach the highest, they still had a way out.
"Alright, you can go now …"
Having made up his mind, Zhu Yiming waved his hands. Just as he was about to instruct Manager He to inform the other party, a frenzied voice resounded through the entire auction hall.
"Zhenxian Sect, one million silver taels, ten years of management rights over Yancheng City!"
“？？？”
Zhu Yiming was stunned.
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