Chapter 227: It Seems The Sword Sect Also Wants A Piece Of The Pie
Seeing that the scene had quieted down considerably, Tan Zhu said, “The market price for this Pure Yin Maiden ranges from 500,000 to 1,500,000, with a starting bid of 200,000 and an increment of 10,000.”
Before she could finish speaking, several cultivators at the Body Integration Stage raised their bidding paddles.
“270,000, 280,000… 380,000, thank you.”
“Due to the large number of bidders, we will increase the auction increment to 50,000 Demon Stones. Is anyone else bidding?”
“430,000, 580,000… 730,000, thank you, 780,000, thank you…”
Too many people were bidding; the price had increased several times over in the blink of an eye.
Tan Zhu’s voice, no longer alluring and seductive, carried a hint of urgency as she rushed through the bids, showing just how sought-after the Pure Yin Maiden was.
Ming Zhaoshuang noticed that among the rogue cultivators in the back, there were still a few voices bidding.
Xie Yanning turned her head and looked, somewhat surprised, “One of them is the Eighth Elder of the Sword Sect, and there are a few others I don’t recognize, but their status and standing are likely not low.”
Sword Sect?
Ming Zhaoshuang frowned, seeing those people still bidding, each with their own demeanor, appearing calm and collected, standing their ground against the Dragon Race noble families, not yielding an inch.
She understood a bit better, “It seems the Sword Sect also wants a piece of the pie.”
The System said slowly, “It’s not just the Sword Sect. Those few individuals don’t seem to be from the same group, and most of them are at the Body Integration Stage or above. They are likely high-level figures from the Upper Cultivation World and even other realms.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s expression turned a bit grim, “No wonder Tan Zhu said this auction was dangerous; it turns out big shots have gathered.”
The System sighed, “After all, Pure Yin Maidens are extremely rare. For these individuals, whose bloodlines and spirit roots are mostly superior, if they can acquire a Pure Yin Maiden, there’s a high probability they can awaken their bloodline, purify their spirit root, or perhaps even give birth to a child with Divine Beast bloodline or Innate Spirit Root.”
“Such a temptation is irresistible to anyone.”
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “In that case, what I did earlier was somewhat overestimating my abilities.”
While she could muster the funds, she might not be able to snatch the Pure Yin Maiden from these big shots, especially since she had no background.
If it weren’t for her acquaintance with Wen Ye and Yan Ao, relying on their status, they likely wouldn’t have even qualified to sit in such a front-row seat to view the auction items up close.
The System chuckled, “Who says it’s overestimating your abilities? In my opinion, bravery and fearlessness are the most outstanding shining points of humans. Back when Feng He led the Five Sages to destroy the Pure Yin Ground and purify the vengeful spirits under the Three Lives Stone, who thought it was an achievable feat? Yet, they still accomplished it.”
Ming Zhaoshuang rubbed her forehead, not feeling comforted at all, and instead sighed, “I still need to become stronger as soon as possible.”
Only the strong have the ability to change the world.
After the two exchanged a few words, in the blink of an eye, the bidding price for the Pure Yin Maiden had already surpassed one million.
After breaking the million mark, the number of bidders slightly thinned out, but the bidding never ceased.
Qin Feilong had not raised his paddle at all.
However, his expression remained calm and collected, as if he paid no attention to these prices.
Beside him was a cultivator in the Integration Mid Stage. After bidding a few times and realizing the price of the Pure Yin Maiden had far exceeded his expectations, he stopped pursuing it and instead looked at Wen Ye.
“Young Master Wen, aren’t you interested in bidding for this Pure Yin Maiden? You are a Chiwen, which is a bloodline closest to the Dragon Race. If you take the Primal Yin of this Pure Yin Maiden, you might awaken your Divine Race bloodline.”
Wen Ye smiled faintly, “This Young Master is not a waste who needs to enhance himself by oppressing an innocent woman.”
The cultivator in the Integration Mid Stage choked, but due to Wen Ye’s status, he couldn’t lash out. He could only snort coldly and sneer, “Putting on an act.”
Wen Ye retorted, “What, Uncle Hua Shi, are you a waste?”
His arrogant demeanor, showing no regard for him, made the other man’s expression even more displeased.
Suddenly, Wen Ye raised his bidding paddle.
“Alright, buyer number six bids 1,880,000. Does anyone wish to bid higher?”
Tan Zhu’s gaze narrowed slightly as she looked towards Yan Ao, who was beside Wen Ye, with a hint of scrutiny.
After all, Wen Ye was holding Yan Ao’s bidding paddle.
Being looked at by her, Yan Ao couldn’t help but want to stand up and explain to her that he wasn’t that kind of flirtatious person and that he genuinely had no interest in the Pure Yin Maiden.
Yan Ao pouted, “It’s over, my goddess won’t misunderstand me, right?”
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Probably not.”
After all, Tan Zhu likely didn’t like Yan Ao. Her current attention to him was probably because he knew Tan Zhu’s true identity, and Tan Zhu feared he would expose her.
Fortunately, he was sensible.
Yan Ao turned to Ming Zhaoshuang and said, “Yes, I believe what you said!”
Xie Yanning rubbed her forehead and whispered to Ming Zhaoshuang, “When I was in the sect, people often said I was cursed, but it looks to me like Fellow Daoist Yan is the one who’s truly cursed.”
At least she wouldn’t be thinking so wildly.
Ming Zhaoshuang sighed, “Let him be, he’s a love-brain.”
Qin Feilong came over again, “Love-brain, what exactly is that? Why does Junior Sister Zhaoshuang always call me that?”
Ming Zhaoshuang replied, “A love-brain is someone who spends all day not doing proper things and only thinking about romance. Like Senior Brother Qin, if you have nothing else to do, go cultivate. Don’t keep thinking about some incredibly beautiful woman who will fall in love with you.”
Qin Feilong’s thoughts were struck by her words, and he looked sad, “Do I really not have a Dao Companion?”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s mouth twitched, and she said to Xie Yanning, “See? This is a love-brain. He hasn’t even found a lover yet, and he’s already fantasizing about a passionate romance.”
Qin Feilong responded, “I haven’t found one yet, but someone told me that many Immortal Fairies will love me in the future.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was speechless, “Do you think that person would be a good person?”
Her words caused Qin Feilong to pause again.
Right, why was it that a voice always told him that in the future he would walk a path of great achievement and embrace the beauty of the world, but until now, every stunning beauty he encountered had shown no interest in him?
Shen Liqian, Ming Zhaoshuang, Cheng Zhaoyang, Xie Yanning, and Tan Zhu, none of them seemed to like him.
And…
Qin Feilong recalled the scenes within the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Formation, and how he eventually raised his sword to slay all those beauties. A chill ran down his spine uncontrollably.
He also uncontrollably fantasized about Shen Liqian, desired Ming Zhaoshuang, killed Cheng Zhaoyang, immersed himself with Xie Yanning, and lusted after Tan Zhu.
Even if they truly liked him,
But as Ming Zhaoshuang said, could that voice belong to a good person?
Qin Feilong calmed down.
He felt something tightly gripping his neck.
It rendered him unable to move and made his breathing rapid.
