"Fifty thousand top-grade yuan stones!"
In the first VIP private room, someone raised the bid by more than ten thousand top-grade yuan stones above the previous amount, bringing a moment of silence to the auction hall.
"I wonder who it is, turns out itâs the City Lord Mansion, General Nieâs son, Nie Yuan!"
"Thatâs right, the first VIP booth has always been Mr. Yuanâs personal chamber."
"I didnât expect Young Master Nie Yuan to also take a liking to the âGolden Mountain Towerâ. Heâs wealthy and has a powerful background, making him the strongest competitor."
Many in the auction hall withdrew from the bidding.
Seeing Nie Yuanâs momentum, it was clear he was determined to win the âGolden Mountain Towerâ.
If they couldnât compete and offended this young master, it would not be worth it.
The Evil Cultivators in the Chaotic Sea Plain, despite their misdeeds and lawlessness,
In this region, the City Lord Mansionâs power in Chaotic Sea City is ultimately the strongest presence, and no one dares to challenge the dignity of the City Lord Mansion.
In the fifth VIP private room.
The burly manâs face twitched with irritation on his ferocious countenance.
Nie Yuan in the first booth was definitely a formidable competitor, and this was Human Race territory, making Nie Yuan practically a local tyrant.
"Haha, Brother Lou, youâre not much better off than me."
The Erosion Sun King laughed heartily upon seeing the burly manâs frustrated expression.
After all, the burly man had also mocked him when he failed earlier.
All in all, the two of them came from different races, having slipped in for the treasures of the Lingfeng Auction House, and if they both went back empty-handed, it would be too humiliating.
"Brother Lou, go ahead and bid. If you donât have enough yuan stones, you can borrow from me."
The Erosion Sun King calmed down.
Since he hadnât obtained the Holy Fire Fruit earlier, his prepared yuan stones remained in his storage space.
"Itâs enough to have my brotherâs word."
The burly man wasnât too impulsive.
After all, borrowed yuan stones must be repaid, but within his bearable range, he would surely borrow to seize the âGolden Mountain Towerâ.
"Fifty-one thousand top-grade yuan stones."
The burly man called out.
In the sixth VIP private room.
Chen Yu also noticed the situation in the first VIP booth.
"Indeed, such a treasure attracts many competitors."
Everything was as he expected, and Chen Yu wasnât overly worried.
Instead, the many discussions in the auction house made him aware of the personâs identity in the first booth.
"Turns out itâs the generalâs offspring from the City Lord Mansion."
Chen Yu felt a bit surprised, but also a sense of regret.
To meet the Qingyun Emperor, he had prepared two plans, one of which was to get along well with other high-ups in the City Lord Mansion, even bribing them.
This generalâs offspring, Nie Yuan, was a good choice.
Unfortunately, Chen Yu would not yield on the âGolden Mountain Towerâ, this mid-grade profound weapon.
"Fifty-two thousand."
Chen Yu spoke.
The Slaughter Blood King was extremely surprised to see Chen Yu still daring to bid.
"How much yuan stones has this kid spent? How can someone at the Early Stage of Star Condensing have so many top-grade yuan stones?"
Chen Yuâs current expenditure on yuan stones had long exceeded the value of the batch the Slaughter Blood King had seized before.
At the same time, he didnât expect Chen Yu to dare to go against Young Master Nie Yuan from the City Lord Mansion, showing quite some nerve.
"After this auction, I believe many like-minded friends will take action against that kid."
The Slaughter Blood King sneered, no longer worried about failing again.
This auction revealed Chen Yuâs wealth, which was astonishing.
As long as it wasnât confirmed what kind of influential background Chen Yu had, someone would look into him, then make a move.
In addition.
By hoarding resources at the auction, Chen Yu also offended many well-known villains.
"Fifty-two thousand five hundred."
Elder Yu from the Black Dragon Auction House bid.
"Fifty-three thousand top-grade yuan stones."
Numerous powerful figures were bidding, and characters in the VIP booths were also making their moves one after another.
In the first VIP private room.
The woman who had been guessing earlier thought Nie Yuan could acquire the âGolden Mountain Towerâ with fifty thousand top-grade yuan stones, but the price had already exceeded fifty thousand in an instant.
This made her feel deeply ashamed, and she kept silent.
But the woman lying in Nie Yuanâs arms, exposed, spoke with a smile: "After all, there are still so many blind fools. Young Master might have to spend more yuan stones to get the âGolden Mountain Towerâ."
The woman rubbing shoulders saw this scene and couldnât help but inwardly remark how impressive the other woman was at speaking, no wonder she was spoiled by Young Master Nie Yuan.
"A mere few yuan stones is nothing to me."
Nie Yuanâs face turned slightly cold as his large hand kneaded the woman in his arms.
To say he didnât care was certainly false, because if his father found out he was being extravagant again, he wouldnât escape a beating.
"Sixty-six thousand top-grade yuan stones!"
Nie Yuan gritted his teeth and said.
Earlier, his estimated price was around sixty-six thousand yuan stones.
At this moment, he added another ten thousand top-grade yuan stones to the original price, full of momentum, showing his resolve and substantial wealth.
Some people withdrew at this point.
Some hesitated slightly, then continued bidding.
Sixty-five thousand top-grade yuan stones just barely reached the value of a common mid-grade profound weapon.
"Sixty-seven thousand five hundred."
The burly man in the fifth booth had a determined look in his eyes.
As a strong figure among different races, he wasnât afraid of Nie Yuan, only worried the price would be too high, and the yuan stones insufficient.
"Sixty-eight."
Chen Yu calmly opened his mouth.
To him, such a heavy weapon was rare to come by, and the value of the âGolden Mountain Towerâ far surpassed this amount of yuan stones.
Besides, he had plenty of yuan stones on hand, but missing this mid-grade profound weapon would make it hard to encounter another one.
"Sixty-eight thousand five hundred!"
"Seventy thousand top-grade yuan stones!"
Nie Yuan shouted coldly.
This exceeded his psychological estimate.
"Seventy-one."
The Evil King Yun chuckled softly, paying no mind to Nie Yuan.
Nie Yuan takes himself too seriously; as the son of a general, his identity is indeed impressive, but his intimidation factor is limited.
Furthermore, those capable of competing for mid-grade mystical artifacts are hardly ordinary.
The residence of the Evil King Yun is outside Chaotic Sea City; he has his own territory and numerous subordinates.
Unless General Nie himself arrives, mere Nie Yuan does not catch his eye.
The price soared.
Soon it reached eighty thousand, the highest bid so far.
As Nie Yuan shouted this price, a layer of sweat broke out all over his body; he wondered if his father would give him a beating after hearing about this.
"Eighty thousand and one!"
In the fifth pavilion, a burly man gritted his teeth and spoke, then whispered, "Erosion Sun King, remember to lend me the Primordial Stone as promised. Donât renege."
At this price level, it was already nearing the final transaction price for this mystical artifact, and the burly man did not want to give up.
Elder Yu beneath the stage shook his head and withdrew from the competition.
Though the mystical artifact is good, itâs not very suitable for him, not to mention that those in their line of work are frugal with stones and unwilling to spend unnecessary money.
"Eighty thousand one hundred and fifty."
Nie Yuan shouted out the price again, coldly and sharply glancing at the fifth pavilion, and sneered, "It seems you and I, sir, have similar interests. We both fancy this Golden Mountain Tower. Might I know who you are, sir? I wish to meet you."
Everyone could hear this was a threat.
"I donât want to meet you, eighty thousand two."
The burly man showed no respect to Nie Yuan, nor did he fear his threats.
This scene left everyone stunned; truly, whoever could afford such a price was not an ordinary person. Otherwise, who would dare speak to Nie Yuan like that?
"Eighty thousand three."
Nie Yuan would not show weakness, and the burly manâs words further enraged him, prompting Nie Yuan to continue bidding.
Just as Nie Yuan and the burly man were locked in a showdown, continually raising their bids.
"Ninety thousand."
A light voice came from the sixth pavilion.
The bidding instantly stopped.
The burly man and Nie Yuan both froze for a moment; the sudden high price of ninety thousand top-grade yuan stones caught them off guard, leaving them to struggle and hesitate.
"Hehe, I find this person a bit interesting."
The Evil King Yun chuckled and gave up on bidding.
"Ninety thousand one!"
Nie Yuan sat up straight, his face flushed as he shouted.
He guessed in his heart that Chen Yu must be bluffing; ninety thousand top-grade yuan stones might be the highest price the other could call out.
The burly man hesitated, about to speak, only to be interrupted.
"Ninety thousand five!"
Chen Yu said calmly.
Directly raising the price by four thousand top-grade yuan stones, even Nie Yuan dared not continue bidding.
Even if he finally succeeded, the transaction price would surely be exorbitant.
"You have quite the skills, sir, the Golden Mountain Tower is yours."
Nie Yuan exclaimed coldly, staring angrily.
In the contest for the Golden Mountain Tower, Chen Yu utterly dominated, leaving him overshadowed.
Nie Yuan could not swallow this frustration.
The two women nearby seemed tense, not daring to speak.
Suddenly.
The woman who had been massaging Nie Yuanâs shoulders spoke, "Master, calm down; although you did not win the Golden Mountain Tower, it does not mean you canât obtain it."
She hinted for Nie Yuan to use force to retrieve the Golden Mountain Tower.
"What do you know?"
Nie Yuan seethed with anger and cursed, "Anyone daring to compete with me and afford such a price is not an ordinary person!"
At that moment.
There was a knock at the door outside the pavilion.
"Who?"
Nie Yuan shouted.
"I enjoy helping others, having seen Young Master Yuan troubled, Iâm here to help you reclaim the Golden Mountain Tower."
A low chuckle was heard.
Nie Yuan raised his brows slightly, not believing the other personâs words, but still intrigued.
"Come in!"
The door opened wide, and a mysterious person wearing a blood-red cloak walked in.
"Who are you?"
Nie Yuan asked.
The Slaughter Blood King saw Young Master Yuanâs wariness and thus removed the blood-red cloak, revealing his true appearance.
"...Slaughter Blood King?"
Nie Yuan pondered for a moment, recalling the name of the person before him.
"Indeed."
"You donât have that capability, leave."
Young Master Yuan chuckled disdainfully.
The Slaughter Blood Kingâs name was big, but the VIP in the sixth pavilion had spent forty to fifty thousand top-grade yuan stones at this auction, displaying astonishing financial power, definitely not simple.
Could a mere Slaughter Blood King handle the mysterious person in the sixth pavilion?
The corners of the Slaughter Blood Kingâs mouth twitched, internally infuriated, yet he restrained from acting out.
The otherâs identity made him wary.
Besides, he needed Nie Yuan to help deal with Chen Yu.
"Young Master Yuan overestimates the opponent, doesnât he?"
The Slaughter Blood King chuckled.
"Whatâs his identity?"
Nie Yuan immediately asked.
"Just an Early Stage of Star Condensing loose cultivator, recently arrived at the Chaotic Sea Plain."
The Slaughter Blood King remained calm.
"Thatâs impossible!"
Nie Yuan denied it; with such an ordinary background, how could one possess so many yuan stones?
"Thereâs something the young master may not know."
To dispel Nie Yuanâs doubts, the Slaughter Blood King recounted his enmity with Chen Yu.
However, many details were modified.
For example, he highly valued that batch of goods and claimed his fight with the enemy was evenly matched, both sides suffered, and Chen Yu suddenly appeared and benefited, earning a great deal.