Chapter 82

"Old Guan, can you bring the Guyun Sword over?"

In the hall, no one spoke for a long time. Luo Xingyun suppressed his excitement and said with a trembling voice.

"Oh, sure."

Guan Canghai wanted to say something more but then looked at a spot in the hall.

"Six thousand one hundred!"

A voice devoid of emotion came from the bottom of the hall, adding only one hundred.

If it had been two hundred, it would have been fine, but it was clearly a challenge to his face, especially when he was about to make a decision despite the loss of face.

Moreover, the voice came from the hall. Who was so bold as to openly oppose Luo Xingyun?

Everyone looked up and saw another person in a cloak sitting among the crowd, not standing out at all.

"Six thousand two hundred!"

Luo Xingyun's face turned dark, and his usual calm and refined demeanor was replaced by a fierce expression.

"Six thousand three hundred!"

"Six thousand four hundred!"

Almost shouting, Luo Xingyun could no longer hide his murderous intent.

"Seven thousand!"

After a moment of silence, the cloaked person said a number that made everyone gasp.

This price was enough to buy five ordinary top-grade spirit weapons or even one low-grade treasure.

"Old Guan, I hope to verify the funds!"

Luo Xingyun suddenly reined in his murderous intent and said coldly.

"Of course!"

Guan Canghai was taken aback and then signaled to a guard behind him.

The middle-aged guard walked to the bottom of the stage, approached the cloaked person, and gestured with a hand. "Please!"

Under the curious gazes of everyone, the person did not stand up but casually threw a gray, unremarkable bag, which immediately surprised everyone.

A storage bag!

Just this storage bag was worth at least one low-grade spirit weapon, but it did not necessarily mean it contained enough spirit stones.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on the guard who was checking the storage bag under Guan Canghai's instruction.

Even the major forces in the private rooms, including Li Chen, showed some interest and put away the green-scaled gauntlet they had just obtained.

"Please keep it!"

The guard opened the storage bag, looked inside, and showed a shocked expression. He then respectfully returned the storage bag with both hands.

"Bring the sword!"

The hoarse and indifferent cloaked person did not move, still hidden in the dark hood, making it impossible to see his face.

The guard looked at Guan Canghai with some difficulty, got his approval, and then took the storage bag to the back of the stage. After a short while, he came out.

He still held the storage bag and picked up the Guyun Sword from the auction stage. Under the protection of three other guards, he handed the storage bag and the Guyun Sword to the cloaked person.

The cloaked person did not raise his head throughout the process, just silently accepting them.

Thud!

A muffled sound came from the private room, clearly indicating Luo Xingyun's anger.

Beiyewu Lie's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes flickering, seemingly deep in thought.

Feng Yuantu, the Great Desert Wolf, eyes flashing with cold light, stared coldly at the back of the cloaked person in the hall.

Suddenly, his eyes showed a flash of shock, revealing a serious expression for the first time.

Because the cloaked person suddenly turned his head to look back, though he quickly turned away, that fleeting glance seemed to pierce through the distance and the crystal screen, directly into his eyes.

"Powerful, but you must not take the sword away!"

Feng Yuantu's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists, knowing that if he did not break through soon, he would surely die. Nothing could stop him.

"Next, we will auction the second main item, the Iron Demon Wolf cub, a third-stage top-tier demonic beast from the Gu Cang Mountains!"

As Guan Canghai spoke, four guards carried an iron cage to the front of the stage. Inside was a wolf the size of a domestic dog, with a dark green body, clearly looking weak. It was clearly the Iron Demon Wolf cub.

"What? Did I hear that right?"

"Iron Demon Wolf, such a fierce creature!"

"Who could bring an Iron Demon Wolf cub out? Could it be a Danyuan Realm master?"

"According to legend, the Iron Demon Wolf has demonic blood, and even a fourth-stage demonic beast would be wary of it when it goes mad. How could the Treasure Pavilion obtain its cub?"

For a moment, the hall was filled with noisy discussions, all expressing doubt. After all, Guan Canghai had often teased the crowd before, and this might be another one of those times.

"Silence!"

Guan Canghai frowned, using his true qi to amplify his voice, instantly silencing everyone. "This beast's bloodline indeed comes from a third-stage top-tier demonic beast, the Iron Demon Wolf. I believe everyone has heard of the Blood Jade. A drop of the cub's blood will reveal the truth!"

Upon hearing this, many people began to whisper and discuss.

"Old Guan, verify the blood!"

"Please, Old Guan, verify the blood!"

"Please, Old Guan, verify the blood!"

Only a few major families had the ability to bid on the Iron Demon Wolf cub. Even if they won the bid, they would not have the resources to raise it. The major forces in the private rooms all spoke up.

"Alright!"

Guan Canghai nodded, took out a blood jade the size of an egg, and showed it to everyone.

He took a drop of blood from the cub and dropped it on the blood jade. Three solid blood clouds appeared, confirming that the cub was indeed the offspring of a third-stage demonic beast, opening everyone's eyes.

"The Iron Demon Wolf cub is born with the strength of a first-stage initial level. It is naturally bloodthirsty, but with the Heart-Binding Pill or a restriction placed in its brain by a Ganyuan Realm expert, it can be raised as a core demonic pet.

Whether for traveling the continent or as a clan's demonic beast, with sufficient resources, it is no less valuable than raising a Ganyuan Realm expert.

The starting bid is 2,500 spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 100 stones. The auction begins!"

Guan Canghai took a deep breath and announced the cub's background and price.

Everyone waited with bated breath, the hall was quiet. They all understood that only a few major forces had the capability to compete for the cub. Even if a smaller force won the bid, they would not have the resources to raise it.

Therefore, its value was absolutely higher than the Guyun Sword, though only in comparison.

"Three thousand!"

Luo Xingyun said with a dark face, without hesitation.

"Three thousand two hundred!"

Beiyewu Lie also bid.

"Three thousand five hundred!"

"Four thousand!"

Originally, there were seven or eight forces bidding, but by the time the bid reached 5,500, only the Luo Fangcheng and Beiyewu Cheng were left.

The two cities had equal strength and financial resources, and both showed a determined resolve to obtain the Iron Demon Wolf cub.

"Ha ha, six thousand low-grade spirit stones. If Brother Beiyewu bids again, I will withdraw!"

Luo Xingyun laughed, ignoring his status, but the fine sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

For a long time, Beiyewu Lie did not speak, clearly having reached his limit.

Guan Canghai frowned but did not speak. Both major forces were formidable, and only the sect could send a powerful expert to intervene.

"Old Guan, this Iron Demon Wolf—"

Luo Xingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish, his smile froze and turned into rage.

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