Chapter 614 - 251: What’s There to Compete For? I’ll Just Buy It All
Chapter 614: Chapter 251: What’s There to Compete For? I’ll Just Buy It All
No one could have imagined that someone would continue to vie for the item at such a high premium.
"Ahem. Then I shall add ten thousand Spirit Stones."
The Yi Family Ancestor immediately raised the bid, his attention completely focused on the sounds around him.
"My, my. How could a dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor add a mere ten thousand Spirit Stones? It seems the Yi Family really is on its last legs."
That sinister, chilling voice continued, "I’ll add another thousand!"
Xiao Chen immediately identified the voice. It was coming from private room B-26, two doors down from his own.
However, the person seemed to be deliberately altering their voice, making it difficult to tell if they were male or female just by listening.
Their tone even shifted between statements, making it impossible to guess their approximate age.
More importantly, they had once again added only one thousand Spirit Stones.
Combined with the undisguised provocation in their words, it seemed less like they were participating in the auction and more like they were targeting the Yi Family directly.
The Loose Cultivators on the first floor didn’t dare to speak aloud, but they were frantically glancing around.
Through their exchanged glances, they all understood the astonishment in each other’s eyes.
Many of the Loose Cultivators were simply enjoying the show, though they didn’t let it show on their faces.
But one thing was certain, regardless of the final outcome.
The news that someone had provoked the Yi Family today was bound to spread.
In the various private rooms on the second floor, the Golden Core Cultivators and even the Nascent Soul True Monarchs attending the auction all turned their gazes toward private room B-26.
This was especially true for experienced veterans of the Immortal Dao like True Monarch Yun Feng, who had weathered countless storms.
He immediately sensed that something was amiss.
Today’s affair likely wouldn’t end peacefully, but that in itself wasn’t the crucial point.
The real question was: who was making a move against the Yi Family? And what was their goal?
Logically speaking, neither within the Cangming Immortal Sect nor in the surrounding regions...
...were there any other True Monarchs of a similar age to the Yi Family Ancestor who would need to fight over a difference of less than ten years of life.
Even if they had some scheme, they could simply go home and enter seclusion.
Then, they could emerge in a decade to carry it out.
For beings of their stature, ten years wasn’t a long time. Why bother provoking a man on the brink of death?
"I bid one million, one hundred thousand Spirit Stones."
While others were already contemplating the fallout, the Yi Family Ancestor continued to bid.
However, he simply stated his bid and didn’t rise to the other party’s taunts.
Previously, when faced with competing bids, Xiao Chen had also remained silent, choosing instead to simply raise the price.
However, their motivations were different.
Xiao Chen had done so out of extreme confidence in his financial resources.
By immediately raising the bid by a hundred thousand Spirit Stones—and then another hundred thousand if that wasn’t enough—he could naturally silence his opponents.
The Yi Family Ancestor, on the other hand, was projecting an air of superiority, conveying disdain and contempt.
A giant doesn’t care for the insults of an ant; they are nothing more than a gentle breeze on a mountainside.
"Too scared to even respond? Hehehe. I’ll add another thousand."
"One million, two hundred thousand!"
The Yi Family Ancestor announced another hundred-thousand-Spirit-Stone increase.
"Oh? I didn’t realize the Yi Family was still so wealthy."
The sinister voice spoke words of surprise, but its tone held no astonishment whatsoever. "I’ll add another thousand!"
"No matter what you bid, I’ll just add a thousand!"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire auction hall erupted in a commotion.
This was no longer just snide provocation; it was an open and deliberate attempt to humiliate the Yi Family.
Whether or not the two parties had a prior relationship, they were certainly becoming enemies today.
Although almost no one knew the identity of the cultivator in private room B-26...
...Xiao Chen could guess that something like this would almost certainly not remain a secret.
In fact, True Monarch Can Ye, the Deputy Shopkeeper of the Feiye Commerce Association, had already ordered an investigation into who had acquired the token for private room B-26.
The results of that investigation had just come in.
However, according to the report from his subordinates, the token belonged to a Loose Cultivator, an Alchemist who had consigned a few Tier Three Spirit Pills for sale just the day before the auction.
The person had not only worn a conical hat upon arrival but had also kept it on after entering the private room.
Now, they could neither confirm the person’s background and origins, nor could they tell if someone else had taken their place.
"Ahem. One million, three hundred thousand."
The Yi Family Ancestor still refused to engage, silently raising his bid.
"Add a thousand!"
However, the other party was not deterred and continued to match the bid, their verbal ridicule never ceasing.
This repeated several more times.
The price of this Tier Four Life-extending Elixir was driven all the way up to one million, nine hundred thousand.
Whoever the elixir’s original owner was, they were certainly making an absolute killing.
"Hey, little girl," the voice drawled, "why have you stopped calling the bids?"
The voice urged her on after a brief silence.
Down below, Luo Hanxiang was drenched in sweat, though the hall wasn’t warm at all.
Normally, after a bid was placed, she should indeed call for the next price. The problem was, this situation was clearly anything but normal.
Just as she was wrestling with what to do, the Yi Family Ancestor spoke up.
"This Spirit Pill is of the utmost importance to me. I would ask that the fellow Daoist in the other room do me a favor."
Realizing that simply raising the price would no longer solve the problem, he finally chose to engage. "There’s an old saying: ’Leave a path for others, and you shall meet again on good terms.’"
"If you would take a step back today, fellow Daoist, the Yi Family would be eternally grateful."
"I bid one million, nine hundred and ten thousand Spirit Stones."
This time, however, it was the other party’s turn to ignore the pleasantries. "Add a thousand!"
"Ahem... ahem!"
The Yi Family Ancestor coughed twice. "Fellow Daoist, one must always leave some room for compromise. There is no need to be so aggressive."
"Two million Spirit Stones!"
As if feeling this wasn’t enough, he added, "Allow me to offer you one final piece of advice: even withered wood can spark a great fire, and a setting sun can still illuminate the vast sea."