Chapter 722: Acquired, Thunder Dragon Slaying Heaven Seal
Endless radiance enveloped the vast auction house, yet even this failed to dim the fervent gazes fixed upon the prize.
The rarity of the "Vital Spirit Holy Fruit" far surpassed that of the previous Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow.
Mo Yu too stared at the Vital Spirit Holy Fruit intently. As one of the essential items for resurrecting the Wind Emperor, he was determined to obtain it.
"One hundred thirty thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids!"
While Mo Yu pondered, a high bid suddenly rang out.
The bidder was a stern-faced middle-aged man, surrounded by potent spiritual fluctuations, indicating considerable strength.
"One hundred thirty-five thousand!"
But his offer didn't hold for long before it was swiftly surpassed.
"One hundred thirty-eight thousand!"
The successive bids shattered the calm, stirring the entire auction house into commotion. Those with designs on the "Vital Spirit Holy Fruit" could no longer restrain themselves, joining the fray one after another.
In mere minutes, the price soared to one hundred fifty thousand drops of Supreme Spirit Liquids—a sum that reddened many eyes. Such a vast quantity could accelerate their cultivation several times over.
At this level, the number of bidders in the auction house dwindled rapidly. Yet everyone knew these remaining few were the true heavyweights.
"One hundred sixty thousand."
A lazy yet alluringly seductive voice, laced with captivating charm, drew nearly every head upward toward a pavilion ahead.
There, the thin veil parted, revealing a bewitchingly enchanting face.
"It's the Charm Fox Fairy of the Immortal Fox Sect."
"She has interest in the 'Vital Spirit Holy Fruit' too—but that's not sixteen thousand, it's one hundred sixty thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids. Where does she get that much?"
"Rumor has it she's recently cozied up to a powerhouse from the Tianluo Continent. Perhaps she's bidding on his behalf. After all, with the Immortal Fox Sect's wealth, mustering one hundred sixty thousand isn't easy."
Whispers spread through the auction house as the crowd gazed at the woman's alluring, heart-stirring features—many familiar with her exploits.
After the Charm Fox's bid, the venue quieted considerably. Even several originally inclined powerhouses hesitated and refrained from raising, unwilling to offend the forces behind her.
Seeing this, Mo Yu realized something and spoke clearly. "One hundred seventy thousand."
If he wasn't mistaken, the person backing the Charm Fox was none other than the Desire King.
The voice and price instantly caused an uproar. Countless astonished gazes turned, settling on Mo Yu's box with expressions of shock.
Everyone speculated on Mo Yu's origins. Adding this to the earlier Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow purchase, one hundred seventy thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids wasn't something just anyone could casually produce.
In the pavilion above, the Charm Fox Fairy's soul-stirring, peach-blossom eyes shifted lightly, lingering on Mo Yu's box with a trace of surprise.
This man dared oppose the Desire King of the Tianxuan Sect—did he court death?
"One hundred eighty thousand!"
Yet the next moment, a fat hand yanked the Charm Fox Fairy back into the pavilion. A suggestive, panting breath emanated from within, accompanied by the Desire King's nauseating voice echoing through the hall.
Hearing the Charm Fox Fairy's alluring, suppressed sounds, many men below grew heated, their imaginations running wild. Some women spat lightly, faces flushing as unwelcome thoughts arose.
But with the bid of one hundred eighty thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids announced, the crowd tensed. They knew the true titans were now engaging.
"Oh? If you want to play, I'll indulge you."
Mo Yu smiled calmly, a chill flickering in his eyes. Though the Desire King held status in the Tianxuan Sect, Mo Yu doubted he could casually throw around hundreds of thousands—or even millions—of Supreme Spirit Liquids to outbid him.
Even if he could, Mo Yu feared nothing!
Regardless, he was resolute in claiming the Vital Spirit Holy Fruit.
"One hundred ninety thousand." Mo Yu leaned back, his steady voice carrying through the grand hall, eliciting dark tuts and odd looks from the crowd. They now viewed him as some deeply backed figure of unknown origin.
In the pavilion, the Desire King's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing deep within. He had already grown wary from Mo Yu's earlier killing intent; now, it seemed this man indeed harbored a grudge against him.
With that in mind, the Desire King toyed with the beauty in his arms while waving a hand, his voice booming. "Two hundred thousand!"
"I'll see where this arrogant fool crawled from—daring to put on airs against me!"
A repulsive smile curled the Desire King's lips. Backed by the Tianxuan Sect, he feared no one unless Mo Yu hailed from ancient clans or mysterious powers.
"Two hundred thirty thousand."
But before his words fully faded, Mo Yu calmly raised the bid again, surging it by thirty thousand drops of Supreme Spirit Liquids.
The audacity drew gasps throughout the hall. Even the Charm Fox Fairy looked at Mo Yu with wide, astonished eyes. This handsome man's boldness and flair were truly remarkable.
The Desire King's face paled with suppressed rage, his gaze turning icy. Though his wealth was substantial and hundreds of thousands meant little personally, he still supported many underlings. In a contest of fortunes with Mo Yu, he truly fell short.
"Two hundred fifty thousand!" the Desire King growled, attempting a final push.
Yet Mo Yu's next bid shattered that notion entirely.
"Three hundred thousand!"
Mo Yu waved dismissively, stating it plainly.
The Desire King's plump face darkened instantly. His eyes narrowed to slits, emitting a thread of cold light. He sneered. "It seems this fellow is deliberately opposing me. Fine—let the Vital Spirit Holy Fruit stay with you for now. After the auction ends, this king will claim it personally."
Hearing this, the Charm Fox Fairy beside him paled in alarm. She knew the Desire King, infamous for his brutality on the Tianluo Continent, had now resolved to kill.
With that thought, she glanced sympathetically toward Mo Yu. Fair or not, compared to the Desire King's obese, ugly form, Mo Yu's handsome, aloof features undoubtedly captivated women far more...
At this point in the hall, with Mo Yu's bid at three hundred thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids, no one else dared compete—overawed by his resolve. After a brief pause, the "Vital Spirit Holy Fruit" was successfully won by Mo Yu.
As Master Mo Qing declared the result, Mo Yu's expression remained utterly composed. Three hundred thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids was but a drop in his ocean.
"With that Desire King's temperament, he's likely locked onto you completely—perhaps even intent on killing." The Wind Emperor's voice sounded in Mo Yu's mind.
Mo Yu nodded noncommittally.
Though the man was an Earth Supreme, as long as he wasn't at the Greater Perfection stage, he posed no major threat to Mo Yu.
And the Desire King clearly wasn't a Greater Perfection Earth Supreme.
Thoughts turning in his mind, Mo Yu withdrew his focus, gazing at the auction platform. Master Mo Qing had now produced the ninth item.
As expected, it was the final material for resurrecting the Wind Emperor.
Undying Corpse Saliva.
A drop of black liquid appeared in Master Mo Qing's withered hand—a viscous, eerie blackness as if distilled from a corpse, exuding a peculiar foul odor.
Legend held that after certain Earth Supreme powerhouses died, Undying Corpse Saliva would form within their bodies. Rich in deathly aura, it held immense value for Sovereigns or Earth Supremes cultivating special spiritual arts or divine techniques, or those seeking resurrection.
With its aid, even a deceased Sovereign or Earth Supreme could fuse their lingering soul with the deathly essence and flesh to reclaim their peak—a profoundly eerie process.
Thus, whenever Undying Corpse Saliva appeared, it sparked frenzied competition among powerhouses, who spared no cost.
In the grand auction house, countless eyes burned with greed and covetousness. Were it not for reason reminding them that violence here invited doom, some might have seized it outright.
On the platform, Master Mo Qing regarded the avaricious stares impassively. "Undying Corpse Saliva. Starting bid: two hundred thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids."
The words hung, stunning the hall into silence before gasps rippled through. Two hundred thousand Supreme Spirit Liquids—a fortune beyond ordinary means.
Such divine objects were indeed for the wealthy alone.
Mo Yu's face remained serene upon hearing the price, as if two hundred thousand differed little from twenty thousand to him.
"Five hundred thousand!"
While the crowd still reeled from the starting bid, Mo Yu cut straight to it without preamble.
Fresh gasps echoed. No one had expected him to triple the price outright. Clearly, he was dead set on it—though his origins remained a mystery, his wealth was undeniable.
The Desire King, about to bid, choked on his words at the five hundred thousand mark.
Rage flushed his fat face instantly. His grip tightened, causing the Charm Fox Fairy in his arms to wince in pain—fortunate her assets were genuine, or they might have burst.
Drawing a deep breath, the Desire King quelled his fury, glancing at Mo Yu with narrowed eyes flickering uncertainly. Unexpectedly, he refrained from countering.
With the Desire King silent, the other factions below lacked the resources anyway. After exchanging uneasy looks, the hall fell eerily quiet.
On the platform, Master Mo Qing, sensing the bid's dominance, cast a surprised glance at Mo Yu's pavilion. With a wave of his sleeve, the bell tolled, formally awarding the Undying Corpse Saliva to Mo Yu.
Mo Yu smiled faintly, his hand lightly rubbing the chair's armrest. His narrowed eyes turned toward the Desire King's direction as he murmured, "That guy didn't counter—quite unexpected."
"Hehe, don't overestimate ordinary Earth Supremes' wealth. The Desire King has means, but he supports many underlings and can't spend as freely as you. Moreover..."
Here, the Wind Emperor's tone grew grave. "Moreover, that Desire King never makes losing deals. Since he's targeted you, he's unwilling to waste more on this..."
"Oh, planning an ambush then..." Mo Yu paused, then sneered. "I'll be waiting for him to come."
Though the Tianxuan Sect, overlord of the Tianluo Continent's Southern Domain, was currently inadvisable to provoke, if the Desire King sought him out, Mo Yu wouldn't mind delivering a harsh lesson.
Dong.
A crisp bell tolled anew in the auction house, straightening every back. Even the veils in the pavilions parted, gazes locking intently on the platform.
For they knew the finale approached—the auction's crowning event.
Many of these powerhouses from mighty factions had come specifically for this final treasure.
Mo Yu too lifted his head, curiosity gleaming as he watched the platform. He wondered what item could follow the Vital Spirit Holy Fruit and Undying Corpse Saliva.
Under the sea of heated stares, Master Mo Qing grasped his hand, summoning a silvery, flickering object that instantly seized all attention.
The silver globe descended slowly into his palm, its light gradually dimming. Under the unblinking gazes, it fully revealed itself.
It was a silver thunder seal, deep and archaic in hue. Sinister patterns etched its surface, while atop it coiled a serpentine silver thunder dragon, head thrown back in a heaven-shaking roar. An aura of thunder and baleful ferocity dominated, quelling heaven and earth.
Yet this thunder-infused seal now erupted with a terrifying malice that blanched the skies and trembled the cosmos.
The fusion of thunderous might and baleful force even forced the hidden powerhouses in the pavilions to recoil slightly.
"This is what our Shangzhi Auction House discovered by chance in a ruin—the final item of this auction: an unknown divine artifact, the Thunder Dragon Slaying Heaven Seal!"
Master Mo Qing's impassioned voice utterly ignited the hall, propelling the atmosphere to its zenith!
(END CHAPTER)
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