Chapter 195: She Is Not Simple
Light Martial Arts are extremely rare, let alone a Yellow Grade Light Martial Arts of ultimate quality. In the entire Purple Sun School, there were only two copies of such ultimate quality Light Martial Arts.
If this Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance was mastered, its practitioner would be unrivaled in Qinggong among peers below the Nine-fold Heavenly Court Realm. It was a truly rare technique.
Bing Ruolan, who cultivated swordsmanship and moved with elegant swiftness, was perfectly suited to practice this Light Martial Arts technique.
"Mm. I'll buy this Secret Manual then."
Bing Ruolan looked at the Secret Manual on the silver tray, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.
Seeing everyone staring intently at the Secret Manual, their gazes fixed, the lady in red nodded in satisfaction and announced, "Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance, starting bid of eleven million taels, each bid increase must not be less than ten thousand taels. Let the bidding begin!"
"I bid twelve million taels!"
"Twelve million five hundred thousand taels!"
"Twelve million eight hundred thousand taels!"
"Thirteen million taels!"
The bidding for the Secret Manual steadily climbed, drawing everyone's intense focus.
Those bidding now were merely some affluent individuals from the Jianghu. The true powerhouses had yet to make their move.
This Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance would be a good match for my Thunder Chase Electric Spear Art.
In the private room, Wan Feng, who had been silent all this time, gazed at the Secret Manual, a gleam in his eyes.
Although the Light Martial Arts he cultivated was also Yellow Grade of ultimate quality, it clearly paled in comparison to the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance.
Even among Martial Arts of the same quality, there were still distinctions in superiority.
After some consideration, Wan Feng raised an eyebrow and announced loudly, "Eighteen million taels!"
At his voice, the previously bustling auction hall immediately fell silent.
"It's that person from the private room again! Who is in there? To suddenly add five million taels of silver—they must be incredibly wealthy!" someone couldn't help but murmur, their curiosity piqued.
"Earlier, I saw 'Thunderbolt Spear' Wan Feng and Gu Yufeng from Wanluo School enter this private room. Judging by the voice, it should be Wan Feng."
"'Thunderbolt Spear' Wan Feng! That's not surprising then. He was one of the four top newcomers last year; his wealth is unimaginable."
"Quite a few prominent figures have attended this auction. I heard that 'Traceless Young Master' Ji Wufa from Floating Snow School is also here."
"Ji Wufa! A month ago, I heard he grasped Sword Intent. I wonder if it's true."
"That's probably a rumor. Many experts who have entered the Spiritual Rotation Realm haven't even comprehended Sword Intent."
"That's true. But if it is real, his talent would be terrifying..."
The crowd buzzed with discussion. As the Newcomers' Grand Assembly approached, people began to focus on the popular candidates for victory.
Wan Feng's bid of eighteen million taels immediately cooled the previously frenzied scene.
"Eighteen million five hundred thousand taels!"
After a moment of silence in the hall, another bid rang out. The bidder was a middle-aged Martial Artist in grey clothes.
"Nineteen million taels!"
Wan Feng's voice rang out, powerful and resolute, without the slightest hesitation.
The grey-clothed Martial Artist frowned, glanced towards Wan Feng's private room, and eventually gave up bidding.
Wan Feng seemed determined to acquire the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance. The wealth of the four top newcomers was unimaginable. The chances of winning the Secret Manual by continuing to bid were slim, and it might even offend a young genius with limitless potential. Having navigated the Jianghu for many years, the middle-aged Martial Artist naturally understood how to weigh his options.
Consider yourself sensible...
Seeing that the middle-aged Martial Artist had given up bidding, Wan Feng nodded in satisfaction.
On the auction stage, the lady in red furrowed her lovely brows slightly. She had estimated the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance would sell for around twenty million taels, so the current price left her somewhat disappointed.
Unwilling to give up just yet, the lady in red made a final attempt. A smile graced her charming face as she said, "Nineteen million taels, are there any higher bids? The Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance is a standout even among Ultimate Quality Yellow Grade Martial Arts. It's absolutely worth the price."
Just when the lady in red thought the bidding had ceased, another bid suddenly rang out.
"Twenty million taels!"
The voice was crisp and melodious, very pleasant to the ear. It came from the private room next to Wan Feng's.
The lady in red, who had been about to announce the end of the auction, her beautiful eyes lit up. She glanced subtly at the private room where Luo Feng was situated and said with a smile, "This young lady certainly has good taste. Twenty million taels, any higher bids?"
The bidder was Bing Ruolan. She had waited until the very end to start bidding.
"Twenty-one million taels!" Wan Feng raised his voice.
"Twenty-two million taels!"
"Twenty-three million taels!"
"Twenty-four million taels!"
Neither side was willing to back down.
"HUMPH!"
Wan Feng shot a chilling gaze towards the adjacent room, as if to pierce through the wall. The cold aura he exuded made Gu Yufeng, who was nearby, shudder.
"Gu Yufeng, do you know who that person is?" Wan Feng asked in a deep voice. He had thought the Secret Manual was already in his grasp, never imagining someone would suddenly interfere!
Gu Yufeng knew Wan Feng was furious. Recalling yesterday's events, a sneer flashed in his eyes as he said, "Her name is Bing Ruolan. There's also a young Martial Artist named Luo Feng in the private room with her. Both are students of the Purple Sun School."
"Purple Sun School! Excellent!"
A ferocious look appeared on Wan Feng's face, his gaze darting wildly. He roared, "Twenty-six million taels!"
Beside Luo Feng, Hu Yitian said in surprise, "Wan Feng still needs to bid for that secret technique later, yet he can spend so many taels of silver now. He's truly wealthy!"
Hearing this, Luo Feng laughed. "Considering you're the young Family Head of one of the Six Great Families, it might not be appropriate for you to say that."
Hu Yitian shook his head and chuckled. "I'm not as prominent as you imagine. In our family, it's always the capable who take charge. My cousins are all eyeing the position of Family Head. If I want money, I have to earn it through my own abilities."
Luo Feng nodded. Large families were full of scheming and intrigue; every family had its own troubles to deal with.
"Wan Feng has increased the bid to twenty-six million taels. It seems he is determined to have this Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance. Is your friend going to be okay?" Hu Yitian glanced at Bing Ruolan.
Luo Feng was also somewhat worried.
At this moment, Bing Ruolan bid again, "Twenty-seven million taels!"
"DAMN IT!"
Wan Feng let out a low roar, his Gang Qi faintly flashing around him, sharp as needles, riddling the nearby tables and chairs with holes. He still had to bid for that secret technique later; if he spent too many taels of silver now, how could he compete with Ji Wufa?
His rival was also one of the four top newcomers, ranked higher than him last year, and his wealth would not be much less.
"Thirty million taels!"
Wan Feng decided to take a gamble, directly raising the bid to thirty million taels, hoping to make his opponent back down from the steep price.
A light, melodious voice sounded, "Thirty-one million taels."
Bing Ruolan's voice remained steady, without the slightest waver.
"DAMN IT! Bing Ruolan of Purple Sun School! One day, I'll make you regret what you've done today!"
Veins throbbed on Wan Feng's forehead, his face terrifyingly dark. His total assets amounted to sixty million taels of silver. He estimated that the bidding for the secret technique would not exceed thirty million taels; spending thirty million on the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance was already his limit.
The lady in red cared little for these disputes; her concern was the final bid. The price of the Secret Manual had soared from the earlier nineteen million to the current thirty-one million taels, which satisfied her greatly, and a gratified smile spread across her face.
Seeing no one else continue to bid, the lady in red announced, "Thirty-one million taels, going once... Thirty-one million taels, going thrice! Sold!"
Under the envious gazes of countless onlookers, a beautiful attendant delivered the Secret Manual to the private room.
"Luo Feng, who is this friend of yours? She casually pulled out thirty million taels of silver without even blinking. Is she from one of the Six Great Families? But there's no Bing family among the Six Great Families." Hu Yitian leaned towards Luo Feng, glancing at Bing Ruolan, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Luo Feng shook his head. "I don't know either."
He had never inquired about Bing Ruolan's identity.
"I sense she's extraordinary! Many people can casually produce thirty million taels of silver, but in all my years, I've rarely seen anyone do so without batting an eye," Hu Yitian stated confidently.
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After the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance was successfully auctioned off to Bing Ruolan, several other treasures were brought to the auction stage.
Each item sold for a staggering price. The highest was a bottle of third-rank, high-grade Zhenning Pills, acquired by Gu Yufeng for twenty-six million taels.
Although the Zhenning Pill was far inferior to the Bigang Pill, it was still of considerable benefit to Martial Artists at the seventh level of the Essence Storage Realm.
After the Zhenning Pill auction concluded, the lady in red announced, "The next item is one of the grand finales of this auction: the secret technique, 'Teng Wind Technique'!"
The moment the lady in red's voice fell, the entire auction hall plunged into sudden silence.
In his private room, Ji Wufa, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened them. His keen gaze was as tangible as sword light, seeming to slash wildly through the air, captivating all who felt it.
Compared to the earlier Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance, the sensation caused by the secret technique was undoubtedly more profound.
Martial Arts Secret Manuals, though precious, could still be obtained through various means, but secret techniques were different.
A so-called secret technique was a skill kept hidden and not widely known, extremely rare, and capable of greatly enhancing a Martial Artist's strength.
Under everyone's focused gaze, the lady in red slowly lifted the red silk from the golden tray, revealing a light cyan Secret Manual.
"The secret technique, 'Teng Wind Technique,' can allow Martial Artists below the Spiritual Rotation Realm to increase their speed by ten to thirty percent within ten breaths."
Luo Feng's heart stirred. What a powerful secret technique. Just imagine, in a battle, if an enemy's speed suddenly changed, their opponent would surely be caught off guard! For Swordsmen and spearmen who pursued speed, the value of this 'Teng Wind Technique' was self-evident. If used at the right moment, it could even alter the outcome of a duel.
So it's a secret technique that increases burst speed; no wonder Ji Wufa and Wan Feng desire it so fiercely. Unfortunately, it's useless to me. Hu Yidao shook his head.
Like Luo Feng, the Saber Technique he cultivated was characterized by sweeping and powerful movements. Therefore, the 'Teng Wind Technique' was not suitable for him to practice.
"The secret technique 'Teng Wind Technique,' starting bid of fifteen million taels. Each increment must not be less than fifty thousand taels. Let the bidding begin!" Seeing everyone staring transfixed at the Secret Manual on the golden tray, unable to look away, the lady in red's lips curved into a slight smile as she announced decisively.
"Twenty-five million taels!"
Ji Wufa's chilling voice echoed throughout the auction hall, directly increasing the bid by ten million taels!