Demon Dragon Mad God

"Room No. Heavenly 2 seems to have the Old Man of a Hundred Beasts! In Room No. Heavenly 1, it's said to be a young prodigy of the Thousand Pride List!"

"The Old Man of a Hundred Beasts? Is that the one who owns a large number of Level Five Spiritual Beasts?"

"That's right! It's just unclear who is in the Room No. Human...?"

"As for that, I do know. That person is called Lin Feng, a disciple of the Peak Master of Sky-reaching Peak from the Heavenly Spirit Sect. He even had a conflict with Xue Tianhao outside the auction house!"

The auction hall buzzed with noise as everyone was shocked by the financial strength of Lin Feng and his company.

"The Old Man of a Hundred Beasts? A young prodigy of the Thousand Pride List?"

Naturally, Lin Feng also heard the discussions outside, his brow slightly furrowed. It seemed getting this Spirit Sword wouldn't be easy this time, it was bound to cost him dearly.

"Fourteen million!" Lin Feng clenched his teeth and continued to raise the bid.

Bang!

In Room No. Heavenly 2, the grey-clothed elderly man's face darkened as he slammed the sandalwood chair beneath him into powder.

"How preposterous! If I had prepared enough, how could I allow you two impudent youths to be so arrogant!"

The Old Man of a Hundred Beasts shouted angrily, gritting his teeth, he loudly said: "Sixteen million, I don't believe you can outbid this!"

Hiss!

The crowd was shocked, raising the price by two million in one go was really terrifying.

"Hehe! The esteemed Old Man of a Hundred Beasts is probably going to be disappointed. Sixteen million three hundred thousand!" A bell-like laugh echoed from Room No. Heavenly 1; this woman seemed to have no fear of the Old Man of a Hundred Beasts.

"Sixteen million six hundred thousand!" Lin Feng continued to bid.

This time, the Old Man of a Hundred Beasts fell silent, no longer making a bid. Sixteen million was already his limit.

"Damn it!" The face of the Old Man of a Hundred Beasts turned as dark as water, with fierce light flickering in his eyes.

"Twenty million!"

Just then, another voice spoke up, it was Xue Tianhao, who had not bid until now.

Upon hearing this, the crowd was startled, revealing looks of astonishment. A direct increase of over three million!

Backed by the Golden Shark Sect, and on Golden Shark Island, who could outbid him?

"Hmph! Who dares to compete with me? I have endless Spirit Stones now; you can't possibly be my match!"

The arrogant voice came from Xue Tianhao's room, filled with complete confidence.

The young lady in Room No. Heavenly 1 fell silent, not making another sound, clearly, the price was also beyond her limit.

Lin Feng's brows furrowed tightly. This price was also reaching his limit, and he couldn't possibly sell all his Martial Arts!

A complete set of the Silent Annihilation Sword Technique could be sold, but it would only be worth at most five or six hundred Middle Grade Spirit Stones. The Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Technique being a Level Six Upper Grade, would likely be worth several times more than the Silent Annihilation Sword Technique, but being too valuable, it should not be sold unless absolutely necessary.

The Divine Skills his master had just bestowed upon him had not yet been comprehended by him; those also could not be sold.

The Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique certainly couldn't be sold, but the Wanxiang Divine Skill could be sold, and the Demon Shadow Clone too.

Upon reflection, Lin Feng realized there wasn't much he could sell, and he wasn't even sure if he could reach twenty million Middle Grade Spirit Stones!

"Twenty-one million!" Lin Feng still made a bid, while silently deciding in his heart that if the other party continued to follow, he could only give up. Otherwise, even if he obtained the Spirit Sword, the cost would be too great.

Over twenty million Middle Grade Spirit Stones would be enough to elevate his Cultivation to the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Martial Master!

Although the Spirit Sword was extremely precious, it was not worth the price.

In the room, Xue Tianhao flashed a glint in his eyes upon hearing Lin Feng follow the bid.

His words just then were merely to scare people. His father had people bring him twenty million Middle Grade Spirit Stones, and with the Spirit Stones he had on him, the total was no more than twenty-five million.

He truly feared others continuing to outbid, but now that everyone else had given up, with only Lin Feng left bidding, his mind became active again.

Lin Feng was undoubtedly going to be killed; if he let Lin Feng obtain the Spirit Sword and then snatch it, wouldn't that save a lot of Spirit Stones?

However, the thought felt inappropriate upon further consideration; if he killed Lin Feng later, everything Lin Feng had would belong to him, making no difference in the expenditure of Spirit Stones.

Moreover, if Lin Feng obtained the Spirit Sword, it would likely not be easy to kill him. Furthermore, if someone else also coveted the Spirit Sword, any complications would be troublesome.

Thus, Xue Tianhao still felt it was most prudent to win the Spirit Sword first.

"Twenty-two million!" Xue Tianhao bid again.

After Xue Tianhao bid twenty-two million, Lin Feng fell silent.

Sighing internally, Lin Feng shook his head, no longer making a bid; he gave up!

Such a heavenly price was probably even beyond the value of his Heavenly Punishment Sword. It was really not worthwhile to buy a half-ruined Spirit Sword.

With Lin Feng not making another bid, the Old Man of a Hundred Beasts and the lady in Room No. Heavenly 1 had also given up!

At the auction stand, Mingyu, seeing no one else was bidding, called out several times before announcing: "Congratulations to the esteemed guest in Room No. Heavenly 10 for acquiring the Spirit Sword!"

Afterward, Ming Yu arranged for a maid to deliver the Spirit Sword to Xue Tianhao's room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this auction has come to an end. We welcome everyone's patronage and I'd like to thank you all here!"

Mingyu looked around and then bowed to all sides.

"There's no need for such courtesy, Miss Mingyu!"

"Miss Mingyu, do not be overly polite!"

Many people responded with a bow, and then the crowd began to leave, the large auction house bustling with activity.

In the room.

"Big Brother Lin Feng, there's no need to be upset about not getting the Spirit Sword. That sword is already half-ruined; it's definitely not comparable to your King's Divine Weapon!" Hong Qingxuan tried to comfort Lin Feng.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng gave a wry smile and said: "Qingxuan, I'm not upset. If I did not obtain it, it only means this Spirit Sword is not fated to be mine!"