Chapter 251: The Auction Item That Appeared Three Years Early
The interior of the private box was extravagantly furnished. Sitting inside, the noise from the auction hall was completely sealed off. Looking down, the central area of the hall could be seen in full detail from this excellent vantage point.
After leading the two into the VIP box, Xiao Yuan curled herself into the soft chair, her gaze slowly sweeping across the other attendees below.
Just some nobodies who hadn't even reached the Dou Zong level—boring.
Upon realizing there wasn't a single expert among them, Xiao Yuan simply lowered her eyelids and closed her eyes to rest.
Not long after Xiao Yuan closed her eyes, a large stream of people began pouring into the auction venue. The VIP seats at the front also became increasingly occupied, and within half an hour, almost every seat was filled.
Soon, a clear bell sounded from the center of the auction platform. It echoed leisurely across the entire venue, subduing the noisy chatter.
As the bell faded, an energy barrier slowly extended over the auction stage, sealing it like a cage. This was a protective measure—after all, in the chaotic Black-Corner Region, incidents of auction robberies had occurred before. Although the Black Emperor Sect was no ordinary power, caution was still necessary. If something went wrong, it would bring them great shame.
Xiao Yuan opened her eyes and, through the white veil of her hat, looked at the rising energy barrier and exhaled lightly. Finally, the auction was beginning!
As the barrier formed, the stage's ground slowly split open with a metallic grinding sound. A stairway descending into the earth appeared under countless watchful eyes.
As the staircase emerged, an elder in a golden robe slowly stepped onto the stage with a warm smile. The moment he appeared, a tremendous, hidden pressure surged from within him, and under this intimidating aura, the massive hall fell silent.
"Tsk, a Dou Zong expert, huh."
Xiao Yuan narrowed her eyes at the golden-robed Mo Tianxing and said with a tone of "admiration."
Beside her, Xiao Yan and Little Doctor Immortal exchanged amused glances, detecting the subtle sarcasm in her words.
"Hehe, I am Mo Tianxing. Many of you probably know me. Today, my Black Emperor Sect is hosting this auction, and I thank you all for coming," Mo Tianxing said, scanning the room. His voice rang clearly in every attendee's ears.
His words brought laughter from some of the factions seated in the VIP area. The Black Emperor Sect was a long-established force in the Black-Corner Region, with wide connections. Mo Tianxing himself was known for his many friendships, so many strong individuals present had varying degrees of acquaintance with him.
Hearing this laughter, Mo Tianxing smiled and continued surveying the room until his gaze landed on the box where Xiao Yuan's trio sat—his focus specifically on Xiao Yuan.
Feeling his gaze, Xiao Yuan slightly bowed her head.
Separated by the veil, direct eye contact was naturally impossible.
"Hehe, I'm sure many of you are looking forward to this auction, so I won't waste your time with boring pleasantries," Mo Tianxing said with a faint smile under the weight of countless stares. "But I must remind everyone of the rules. If anyone dares cause trouble on the Black Emperor Sect's turf, I'll make sure they can't live or die in peace!"
His words, laden with a chilling undertone, silenced the hall. Even some of the more ruthless attendees were startled into sobering up by the emotionless glint in his eyes.
"Hehe, now then, please enjoy the grand auction hosted by my Black Emperor Sect."
Seeing that the crowd had been sufficiently cowed, Mo Tianxing resumed smiling, his cold edge vanishing completely. He cupped his hands to the VIP seats and exited the stage.
As Mo Tianxing left, the stage floor split open again. Several passageways appeared, and soon an energetic white-haired elder walked out, smiling brightly.
Behind him, several beautiful maids held silver trays in both hands and gracefully moved across the stage, carefully placing the trays on the auction stand.
From above, the crowd could see faintly glowing items resting in the trays.
"Hehe, to start us off, we have an appetizer: a scroll of finger technique Dou Skill," the elder said, pointing at one of the trays, which contained a snow-white scroll.
"Heavenly Feather Finger—Mid-tier Xuan Class. Finger techniques are quite rare. Though difficult to cultivate, they can be highly effective in combat. I'm sure many of you here understand how troublesome such techniques can be."
He chuckled as he lifted the scroll.
Hearing this, Xiao Yuan was mildly tempted. This type of Dou Skill suited her masked identity well.
But after thinking it over, she gave up on the idea.
Given her current level, ordinary mid-tier Xuan techniques no longer appealed to her. She now sought high-tier Xuan or even Di Class Dou Skills—those were the only ones worth her time.
Little Doctor Immortal and Xiao Yan showed little interest either. Like Xiao Yuan, they found mid-tier Xuan techniques unworthy of their attention.
The three lounged comfortably in their soft chairs, completely unhurried. The auction had only just begun; the real treasures were still to come. Everything on stage now was merely a warm-up.
Under their casually watching eyes, the bidding lasted around fifteen minutes before gradually ending. The final price shot up to 800,000, a significant sum for a skill of this level.
The white-haired elder seemed pleased. That finger technique had sold for far more than its actual value.
With the momentum building, the auction continued. Item after item was brought out—each sold at good prices, thanks to both their quality and the elder's persuasive flair.
Xiao Yuan casually bought a few herbs and made no further bids.
Xiao Yan and Little Doctor Immortal remained relaxed, never once placing a bid.
However, when the auctioneer received a silver tray holding a crimson scroll from one of the maids, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly shifted, and he looked over with intent.
"Hehe, everyone, this next item is somewhat rare—a ruler technique Dou Skill. Though unconventional, it is mid-tier Di Class. Legend has it, this technique was created by a powerful Dou Venerate from centuries past, which makes it quite valuable."
Hearing that, Xiao Yan, who had been reclining lazily, abruptly sat upright. His gaze locked onto the crimson scroll.
The white-haired elder gently lifted the scroll from the tray and displayed it to the audience. "This technique is called 'Six Harmonies Flowing Ruler,' a mid-tier Di Class Dou Skill, created by the famed Six Harmonies Venerate. It was his signature technique and is known for its immense power. Its only drawback is its unusual form—only those who have studied it for years can truly master it."
When the name Six Harmonies Venerate was mentioned, the crowd gasped. A Dou Venerate! That level was beyond the reach of almost everyone present, so anything tied to that tier was guaranteed to fetch a high price. Though the ruler weapon was uncommon, many were clearly tempted.
"Tempted?" Xiao Yuan asked with a smile, noticing how straight Xiao Yan had sat up.
But in her heart, she was surprised. This Dou Skill had shown up? Then… the Heavenly Demon Phoenix corpse too?
Xiao Yan stared at the scroll and nodded. He had used the Heavy Xuan Ruler for many years and had no desire to switch weapons.
But aside from his Flaming Wave-Rending Ruler, he had no other ruler techniques. Although he'd developed one based on his insights—like relentless ocean waves—it was still immature and required much refinement. For now, it was insufficient.
Therefore, this "Six Harmonies Flowing Ruler" was exactly what he needed. The question was—how powerful would it be once mastered?
"Hehe, the starting bid for this technique is 1.8 million. Minimum bid increments are 10,000," the elder announced, seeing the excited murmurs ripple through the hall. "Now then, please begin."
A brief silence followed. For smaller factions, 1.8 million was no small amount. Major forces preferred to wait and strike decisively at the end.
The elder's expression remained unchanged as his gaze swept across the crowd.
"1.83 million."
After about half a minute, the silence was broken by a voice from the back.
And just like that, a bidding frenzy ignited. In under five minutes, the price soared to 1.98 million—the highest yet at this auction.
"2.4 million!"
The abrupt jump stunned the audience. All eyes turned toward the box where Xiao Yuan's group sat.
The bidder was, of course, Xiao Yan. He was highly interested in this skill. Though he didn't have much money—about three million in total—he knew that slowly inching up bids in an auction was pointless. Better to give a price high enough to scare off competitors.
Thanks to the earlier alchemy incident and his infamous "ruthless sister," Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yan was being watched closely. His sudden bid drew many surprised glances.
But Xiao Yan ignored them all, eyes fixed on the stage, waiting for further bids. He knew the technique's rarity would tempt many, and 2.5 million, though shocking to most, was not enough to scare off the richer factions.
"2.41 million," came a voice soon after.
But it was Xiao Yuan who had spoken.
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Hearing that, the crowd fell silent. Who would dare outbid someone like her—a woman known for killing Dou Zong experts?
The elder's face twitched. With that bid, no one else dared to compete. The sect leader had said clearly: if she wanted it, sell it cheap—building a friendship was worth the loss.
Without hesitation, the elder slammed down his hammer and sold the technique to her at what was practically a gift price.
"Heh."
Xiao Yuan finally understood why Qi Shan always used force to get cheap deals on herbs.
It felt amazing!
The difference, though, was that she relied on her own power, while Qi Shan relied on others'.
Xiao Yan figured out why his third sister had bid—he could only shake his head helplessly.
With her strength rising, she had returned to her domineering, unquestioned ways—just like in their clan days.
Still, Xiao Yan soon spent the rest of his three million coins, acquiring many rare herbs—including two main ingredients for the Bone-Fusing Blood Pill. He was thrilled.
After buying the "Six Harmonies Flowing Ruler," Xiao Yuan barely made any more bids. What she truly wanted was the magic core of a Tier-7 Sky Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast. Now that she had the Bodhi Form Transformation Saliva, only the core remained.
If she could obtain it at this auction, it would save her immense time and effort.
But such beasts could already take human form and possessed Dou Zong-level power. Killing one and harvesting its core was extremely difficult.
So as the auction neared its end, and Xiao Yuan still hadn't seen the item she sought, she sighed.
"No rush. If even the Bodhi Saliva showed up, why wouldn't the Scorpion Dragon core?" Little Doctor Immortal whispered. She knew Xiao Yuan wanted to gather both items needed to control the Disaster Poison Body.
Xiao Yuan pouted in disappointment, trying to suppress her hope. She slowly looked back at the auction stage.
"Hehe, the next item is a bit unusual, but for those who need it, it's very appealing."
The elder wiped sweat from his forehead and waved his hand. The floor opened again, and a dozen burly men carried a massive object covered in white cloth onto the stage.
The sudden appearance of such a large item stirred curiosity. Many eyes turned toward it—including Xiao Yuan's, which flashed with excitement.
The Heavenly Demon Phoenix's corpse… it really existed!
As the thought flashed through her mind, the elder tore away the white cloth, revealing a gigantic corpse ten meters wide.
(END CHAPTER)
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