Chapter 62

Xu Deng's chubby cheeks trembled slightly as he said, "Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Song waved his hand, and Sima Yin took out another jade bottle from his bosom.

"These ten pills are the ones I entrusted to the Shennong Auction."

Zhao Song took the two jade bottles and casually threw them to Xu Deng.

Xu Deng grabbed them tightly, overjoyed, and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhao! May I ask what precious item these ten pills can exchange for?"

Zhao Song replied, "I want to exchange them for a spear technique."

Xu Deng asked, "What kind of spear technique?" Since you are from the Zhao family of Zhen Ding, you must have seen and studied 99% of the spear techniques in the world, right?

"A spear technique I haven't seen before." Zhao Song clarified, setting a very high standard.

Xu Deng nodded without hesitation, "I will certainly fulfill Brother Zhao's wish!" His meaning was that he was determined to sell this bottle of Cold Ice Ginseng Pills to the Zhao family, no matter the cost.

This was not just a bottle of secret medicine; it was also a favor from the Yellow Turban Spear King.

Zhang Jin's face showed a bitter smile, "It seems I will have to bleed heavily as well."

He reached into his sleeve, pulled out a small book, and threw it to Xu Deng.

"This 'Inverted Four Symbols Step' of mine can roughly match Brother Zhao's bottle of spiritual medicine, so I will use it as the stake."

Everyone exclaimed again.

Among those above the Hidden Realm, except for a few young people like Liu Pan and Tan Yu who had just advanced, most were renowned experts with years of experience. They naturally knew that this "Inverted Four Symbols Step" was the technique that made Zhang Jin famous in his early years.

Xu Deng looked at it and saw that it was bound with Zuo Bo paper, looking rather simple. It was probably written by Zhang Jin for this transaction.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, a famous papermaker named Zuo Bo appeared, and his paper, known as "Zuo Bo paper," was highly regarded at the time.

Zhao Song was slightly surprised, "It's rare, Second Brother Zhang, that you are willing to put up the Inverted Four Symbols Step."

Zhang Jin said calmly, "It was just a bit of reliance from my early years; I don't need it anymore now."

Xi Zhilan asked, "Grandmaster, who do you bet on?"

Zhang Jin frowned, thinking, "The one I favor is not the one you favor..." He couldn't say that directly, so he said, "Your Uncle Zhao placed his bet first, so I will bet against him, of course I will follow his lead."

Xi Zhilan quickly looked at Zhao Song.

Zhao Song said, "I bet on Tan Yu."

Xi Zhilan's face immediately lit up with joy, and she clapped her hands in delight.

Seeing her innocent and pure smile, Sima Yin couldn't help but say, "Miss, it doesn't matter who my master and Mr. Zhang bet on."

In the end, it all depends on the strength of Tan Yu and Liu Pan. All the bets will go to the winner of the battle, and neither Zhao Song nor Zhang Jin will get a single penny. This is the downside of a vicious bet.

What they are fighting for is just a matter of pride.

Whether they bet or not, it's just a minor issue. If my judgment is better than yours, I can look down on you for a thousand years!

The harvest is enough!

Xi Zhilan shook her head, "It's different, it shows that Uncle Zhao favors Brother Tan Yu!"

Sima Yin said, "Oh?"

Zhang Jin sighed in relief, "Since that's the case, I will bet on Nephew Liu Pan."

Xu Deng asked again, and the experts watching the battle placed their bets. However, except for Shi Huang's twenty bets, the others all bet on Liu Pan.

Wang Yue thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Brother Xu, can I change my bet?"

Xu Deng laughed heartily, "Of course, of course, no problem at all!"

Although Zhang Jin was unwilling to entrust precious items to the auction, with Zhao Song's bottle of spiritual medicine, this auction now had an additional strong guarantee. Xu Deng was in a very good mood.

Wang Yue glanced at Huang Zhong and then turned to Xu Deng.

"Brother Xu, how about a bet?"

Xu Deng nodded vigorously, "Sure, Brother Wang, please place your bet."

Wang Yue took out a scroll from his bosom, "This is the 'Seven Absolute Swords of Shenshao Sect,' a technique that once guarded the sect. Brother Xu, please keep it for me and give it to the winner later."

"Shenshao Sect!" Xu Deng's hand trembled as he took the scroll, and the other experts looked at each other, momentarily speechless.

Just twenty years ago, the Shenshao Sect was still a thriving sect with many experts. However, because Wang Yue gained the title of "Divine Sword" in Jing Luo, these blind and foolish people envied and hated him, accumulating too much resentment. Without any reason, they attacked the Zidian Sword Sect.

At that time, Wang Yue, who was no more than thirty, single-handedly killed the seven "Thunder Protectors" of the Shenshao Sect. Most of the elite disciples of the Shenshao Sect were either killed or injured in this battle. Subsequently, the Zidian Sword Sect, led by Wang Yue, took advantage of the Shenshao Sect's weakened state and completely annihilated hundreds of inner and outer disciples, including the current Transcendent Realm sect master, who was forced to commit suicide.

Wang Yue's divine sword, under its great fame, was stained with the endless blood and tears of the Shenshao Sect!

Although the Shenshao Sect was almost destroyed by Wang Yue alone, this sword technique scroll was still extremely precious.

Throughout the generations, the Shenshao Sect had Transcendent Realm masters, and this technique contained unique cultivation methods that could reach the Transcendent Realm.

Huang Zhong's eyes narrowed. He had his own sect's supreme inheritance and did not covet the Transcendent Realm cultivation method of the Shenshao Sect. However, faced with such a precious item, he couldn't think of what he could offer as an equivalent bet.

No wonder Wang Yue glanced at him but went to bet with Xu Deng.

Xu Deng's face became serious. He scratched his head and thought for a long time, then said with difficulty, "Before I came up the mountain, I brought some precious items, but none of them can match this one. How about this: I will offer three items for one of yours. Brother Wang, do you agree?"

Without waiting for Wang Yue to speak, he turned and gave some instructions. Immediately, three servants stepped forward, each holding a tray in both hands.

The redwood trays were covered with a thin layer of red silk, looking particularly festive.

Zhang Jin snorted and muttered, "Putting on a show!"

The two servants behind him walked forward. The shorter one lifted the red silk, and the taller one loudly announced the items:

"Autumn Water Short Sword, 23 inches long, can cut through metal and jade."

"Earth-grade Ti Hu Fragrance, one bundle, twelve sticks, can refresh the mind and improve vision."

"Qiang Vulture Eggs, three, about to hatch, can be tamed into fierce birds."

Each item he announced was met with an "Oh" from the crowd.

Besides the five top-tier Hidden Realm experts—Wang, Huang, Zhao, Zhang, and Shi—invited to this peak, the other six or seven were also first-rate Hidden Realm experts, the best in their regions.

Items that could make them all exclaim were naturally extremely precious.

Wang Yue smiled, "Is the Ti Hu Fragrance only Earth-grade?"

Xu Deng smiled bitterly, "Heaven-grade Ti Hu Fragrance can only be exchanged at the auction tomorrow; I can't take it out privately."

Wang Yue said, "Alright, let's do it this way, so as not to delay them."

Xu Deng looked around and, seeing no one else wanted to add more bets, nodded, "Hehe, young masters, I have kept you waiting!"

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Brothers, place your bets!

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