Tribulation of Myriad Races

Chapter 1023: End Of Auction (2)

Suddenly, a handsome dragon called out nonchalantly, "Eight hundred strands."

With this, Zhu Guangshen and Qin Hao were fully out of the game. The two looked at each other in dismay as Qin Hao spoke through voice transmission, "Guangshen, how much can you take out for this?"

"Around five hundred strands."

"Same..."

The two exchanged sorrowful gazes. That was the maximum price they could afford even with the backing of Great Ming and Great Qin. How pitiful. From how the price was rising, not even a thousand strands would be enough.

Holy shit!

Qin Hao couldn't help but think of the amount of wealth he could earn if he could somehow kill everyone present. How crazy of a profit would that be? Naturally, if that happened, it would result in the appearance of dozens of furious Invincibles at the borders of the human territory and the eventual destruction of the human race.

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Su Yu's heart was thumping madly.

Just how rich were these people?

He realized that he had gravely underestimated the myriad races, especially the major races. Then again, it was reasonable for them to be so rich. After so many years of accumulation, this was nothing for them.

He might think that this was a large amount of wealth as a mere Cloudbreach. What about a Sunmoon? Or an Invincible? And these races had numerous Invincibles who had reigned for far longer than the human race. They had also produced a large number of Sunmoons over the years.

In a way, they were making these bids on behalf of their races, not as any specific individuals. A single individual might not be wealthy enough for this, but things would be different when the perspective was shifted to that of an entire race.

Suddenly, the strongest expert present, Ancient Mountain of the primordial giant race, grumbled, "If I wait any longer, I won't even get the chance to place any bids anymore. Nine hundred."

In short, that was all he had. He wouldn't be able to afford even a single strand more than that. Having made his bid, he could at least say that he had participated in the auction even if someone else ended up winning the bid.

That was much better than being disqualified before even getting a word in. A few individuals who were just about to place their bids slumped back helplessly. Clearly, they had given up on the auction. They had all been reduced to mere spectators in this competition between major races.

Among those who had given up were the experts of the nine realms, the locals of Ninestar Island. They were here to participate on behalf of the Thousand Region Alliance. They had even been given the clearance to utilize a relatively large amount of wealth. But the bid had shot past their price range before they could even say anything.

The people from the five elemental race had also given up. They comforted themselves by thinking that they were only here for Topsoil Spirit, not this auction. There was no need for them to compete against these major races.

"One thousand."

Suddenly, Zhu Guangshen's voice rang out. He had no choice but to do this. But he was also looking very helpless. If he waited any longer, the humans would be disqualified before making a single bid as well. In truth, he really wanted the breathing technique.

He had thought that five hundred strands would be enough. But reality proved that Great Ming was indeed poor. There was no comparing him and them. The divines and devils were too rich. He had a sudden urge to raid the Divine and Devil Realms for some of that wealth.

Everyone else could only watch silently as the major races raised the bid madly. Meanwhile, Su Yu was bursting with joy. But soon, his joy turned into wariness.

Holy shit!

At this rate, the final victim of his scam would never forgive him. Even their Invincibles might personally set off to kill him. Such a big loss would sting even for a major race.

Suddenly, the masked individual from the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion spoke, "1,500 strands."

The price made yet another massive jump.

Zhan Wushuang asked coldly, "Is the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion participating in this as well? This is the remains of a senior from our divine race. Why is the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion trying to buy the remains of our senior?"

The Heavenly Hunt Pavilion was just an information broker. Sure, everyone knew that they were rich. But the divines couldn't help but feel offended when these people decided to join in and raise the price to such a high level.

Yes. The raise was too high. The Heavenly Hunt Pavillion had directly raised it to 1,500 strands, the estimated maximum value of this corpse. If this was only a Sunmoon corpse with all its blood essence, its value wouldn't surpass 500 strands. There was no guarantee that they could still extract any blood essence out of a corpse this ancient.

The damage left by death qi on the corpse only served to further reduce the value of the corpse. But the corpse was packaged with the breathing technique. And it was also suspected to be an ancient Invincible corpse. Thus, its value could definitely reach 1,500 strands.

The immortals had remained silent since the start of the auction. Suddenly, Xuan Wuji called out, "1,800 strands."

"..."

Silence descended.

A single increase of 300 strands. Even the other top 10 races and the ancient races were instantly kicked out of the game.

As for the humans, they completely dispelled the idea of calling out bids to mess with the other races. After all, at this point, nobody would take their bids seriously anymore. They were simply too poor. What a crazy bid. There was no way for them to participate anymore.

Su Yu’s heart thumped even harder. Holy shit! Such a high price! He was going to get real rich. Then again, the more he earned from this, the more trouble he would be in later. It was fine. Yes. Wealth was worth dying for. He would swallow this risk. The myriad races were already trying to kill him anyway.

With such a high bid, even the powerful races started hesitating.

At this point, only the divines, devils, immortals, dragons, and Heavenly Hunt Pavilion could afford to keep bidding. As for the others, it wasn't like none of them could afford to keep bidding. A race of respectable size could still afford this price. Even the humans would be afford it if all thirty-six prefectures worked together.

But this was not worth it for people at their level of wealth. As for the young geniuses, all of them were looking at Su Yu with envy. How much would he earn from this? How crazy. The bids might be made with heavenearth profound light, but the final payment would probably not be done with purely heavenearth profound light. Some other treasures of equal value would be used as well. Nevertheless, this was still a massive amount of wealth.

They even wondered if Tianduo could actually spend that much wealth. If they managed to kill Tianduo after this… What was fortune? This was true fortune. What was luck? This was true luck.

This fortune was so massive that none of them had ever imagined stumbling upon a fortuitous encounter so big. And what had Tianduo done to get this? He had merely broken into an ancient spatial pocket.

Had the fortune of the devil race grown to such a level? Meanwhile, those from the five elemental race were feeling even more envious than the others. According to the rumors, Tianduo had stumbled upon this corpse during a fight with Topsoil Spirit. This fortune might have belonged to Topsoil Spirit originally, but Tianduo had swallowed everything alone. Furthermore, Topsoil Spirit had even gone missing.

The more they thought about it, the more terrible their mood became. They were getting the urge to kill Tianduo then and there.

After the long silence, Su Yu nonchalantly said, "Since nobody is making a new bid, the immortals will—"

"1,850 strands."

Once again, the devils made a bid.

"2,000 strands." Zhan Wushuang coldly said, "This is our final bid. If any of you wish to place another bid, feel free to do it. But there is no guarantee that you will get something you can use. Don't forget that this is the corpse of a divine. It might be useless to a different race..."

Su Yu casually remarked, "But I've proven that even a devil can cultivate the breathing technique smoothly."

Zhan Wushuang said, "That breathing technique is only capable of tempering the physical body, not the sea of willpower. Tianduo, do you think you're the only one with a breathing technique? Why don't you ask Mo Duona if he knows one as well? Do you think I don't know a breathing technique as well? Of course, I'm not denying that this breathing technique is very valuable. But don't overestimate its value. This is not the only breathing technique in existence."

Su Yu looked at Mo Duona, who merely nodded without saying anything. But that nod was the answer. What was so surprising about that? The Pseudo Emperor of the devils had granted him an audience once.

Of course, the Pseudo Emperor had not appeared in person. Rather, the emperor had inspected him with willpower at the venue of the audience before granting him the breathing technique.

His answer also served as proof that the original devil race knew at least one breathing technique. In fact, this was the case for almost all the ancient races. Naturally, these breathing techniques were still rarely spread even among the members of these ancient races.

There were many reasons for that, but Mo Duona did not elaborate.

Zhan Wushuang said, "This is the remains of a senior from the divine skywing race. The character is a character of the divine language. And the weapon is already on the brink of destruction. What can you even do if you manage to get your hands on them, everyone? Are you bidding for the breathing technique alone? Yes, the breathing technique can strengthen the foundation of the person cultivating it. But you still need sufficient talent and resources to cultivate it. If you're someone who is already having difficulties completing your current thirty-six body forgings, what's even the point of a breathing technique that can increase your potential?"

The price had reached a terrifying level. The other major races started hesitating. The representative of the dragons hesitated before deciding to not say anything. He had given up. This was getting way too expensive. They still had to get the ancient dragonblood tree so they couldn't waste too much of their wealth here.

Xuan Wuji of the immortals was also frowning. Unlike the original devils and first divines, the ancient immortals had far less control over the greater immortal race. They were smaller in number and the Immortal Emperor had been in seclusion for many years. Most of the time, the immortal kings were the ones leading the immortals. Thus, they weren't as wealthy as these divine and devil representatives.

Not even the ancient races find this price affordable. Thus, this had been reduced to a competition between the divines and devils. Everyone realized that and sighed inwardly.

The devils were in the middle of a discussion.

After talking among themselves, Dawo sent Mo Duona a voice transmission, "Do we continue bidding? This is getting too expensive. We can't forget that this is the corpse of a divine..."

If this was the corpse of a devil, he wouldn't mind paying more. After all, they were entitled to a ten percent discount.

After a short silence, Mo Duona replied, "Make a bid of 2,200 strands. Tianduo will only take 2,000 strands from us. That will be the same as the current bid of the divines. If they are willing to raise the bid again, we'll let them have it."

After taking a deep breath, Dawo said, "2,200 strands. Tianduo, is our discount still applicable?"

Su Yu nonchalantly replied, "Yes."

Dawo said nothing else.

Zhan Wushuang and the high-stage Sunmoon divine frowned.

2,200 strands. That was a crazy price. As rich as the divines and devils were, a price like this would still sting. Was this even worth it?

As for Su Yu, his face was turning stiff. The price was too high. It was likely that either the divines or the devils would end up winning the auction. After such a massive scam, it was quite likely that they would send at least one Invincible after him, right?

It would seem like...he could no longer stay in the Allheaven Battlefield for much longer. His disguise would not work on the Invincibles.

"I'll have to return to the Human Realm or hide inside a random minor realm."

At the very least, he had to stay away from the Sea of Stars for a while. Things would get really dangerous. An Invincible would be able to see through his disguise with a single glance. There was no surviving an encounter with an Invincible.

After a long silence, Dawo said, "If you're not making a bid, we will win this. Tianduo, let's conclude the auction."

At the thought of the price, even Dawo was starting to find it hard to breathe.

2,200 strands...what a crazy price.

This would be a massive profit for Tianduo. But he had to be alive to actually enjoy his newfound wealth. His best option was still to return to the Devil Realm for protection. But once he returned, the Lade Family would not allow him to keep such a massive wealth for himself. Yes, it was generally frowned upon to snatch the fortuitous encounters of a young genius, but this was simply too massive of a wealth. Without offering at least half of what he earned to the Lade Family, it was likely that they would not offer him any protection.

In that scenario, he would need to be very careful in the Devil Realm. It wouldn't even be surprising for him to end up assassinated. It wasn't like all devils were fully united. There were still wars and conflicts within the Devil Realm as well.