Chapter 100: Competition

Ye Feng's voice was like a pebble thrown into a nearly calm lake. After reaching 55,000 spirit stones, the number of bidders had clearly decreased. However, Ye Feng's voice once again stirred the calm lake, creating ripples.

Many people turned to look at Ye Feng. He was only about 17 or 18 years old. Although the age in the Divine Martial Continent appeared slightly older than the actual age, and his physique was very strong due to constant cultivation, compared to these people, Ye Feng still seemed much weaker.

"Kid, don't bid recklessly. If you can't come up with these spirit stones, you might be expelled from the Tianya Hai Pavilion, or even lose your life."

The man sitting next to Ye Feng warned him, no longer looking as lecherous as before. He hoped Ye Feng would know where he was and not bid recklessly just because something good appeared.

"Thank you for your concern!"

Ye Feng still expressed his gratitude. As for the rules, they were clearly written on the walls when he entered. If someone bid recklessly and disrupted the order, they would be expelled at best, and possibly killed on the spot at worst.

The entire auction hall fell into a brief silence, which was soon broken. The voice came from one of the private rooms.

"65,000 spirit stones!"

The voice was cold, with a hint of killing intent.

In the private room, the one who had just bid was Guo Zifei. He never expected that the person he had a grudge against would also be competing for the Soul Fusion Pill. Guo Zifei almost rushed out to immediately kill Ye Feng.

"70,000!"

Ye Feng bid calmly, adding 5,000 each time. Many people were already eyeing him with covetous looks.

"Sir, why don't we let him buy it and then take it from him outside? That way, we can save some spirit stones."

Guo Zifei was about to bid again when a guard behind him suggested this.

"Fine, I'll let you have it first."

Guo Zifei indeed did not continue to bid. In the end, Ye Feng bought the Soul Fusion Pill for 70,000 spirit stones.

A young girl carried a golden tray, and the strong medicinal aroma filled the air, reaching Ye Feng's nose. He took out a storage ring and handed it to the girl, putting the pill into his own ring.

"Sir, there seems to be an extra 1,000 spirit stones in the ring."

The girl's divine sense scanned the ring Ye Feng had given her and found some extra spirit stones.

"The extra is a tip for you."

"Thank you, sir!" The girl bowed.

Ye Feng had a reason for doing this. It would help him build a closer relationship with the Tianya Hai Pavilion. If he could get along well with the owners of the auction hall, there would certainly be unexpected benefits.

The old man on the high platform also noticed Ye Feng's actions and began to pay attention to him. From the fact that Ye Feng had spent 70,000 spirit stones on the Soul Fusion Pill, it was clear that Ye Feng was not an ordinary person and certainly did not put all his assets on the line for just one pill.

The auction continued, and the next item was placed on display. This item was no less valuable than the Soul Fusion Pill. It was a pill to enhance strength, the Yuan Cultivation Pill, which could solidify the foundation and was suitable for those at the peak of the先天境 (Xiantian Realm). It had a 70% chance of advancing to the Earth Martial Realm.

"Yuan Cultivation Pill, starting price 7,000 spirit stones, each bid must be at least 2,000 spirit stones higher."

The old man hosting the auction announced the starting price, and the bidding began.

This pill might not be very useful for those in the Earth Martial Realm, but for those in the Xiantian Realm, it was a miraculous drug. For some who had no hope of breaking through, this pill was like a lifeline, reigniting their hope.

"I'll bid 10,000 spirit stones!"

The man sitting next to Ye Feng was the first to stand up, raising his hands with an excited look on his face.

"15,000!"

This time, the voice came from one of the private rooms. As the items became more precious, the people in the private rooms frequently bid, probably waiting for this moment.

"17,000!"

The man sitting next to Ye Feng did not sit down, his face dripping with cold sweat. He probably felt that 17,000 was already beyond his limit.

"20,000!"

The voice that had previously competed with Ye Feng for the Soul Fusion Pill came from the private room on the right.

"Sir, you are already in the Earth Martial Realm, why are you competing for this pill?"

The guard behind him did not understand why Guo Zifei was buying a pill that had no value to him.

"What do you know? My third brother is currently at the peak of the Xiantian Realm. If I can buy this pill for him, he will be very happy."

"25,000!"

The voice from the private room on the left also did not want to give up on the Yuan Cultivation Pill.

The bidding continued in waves. The man sitting next to Ye Feng sat down helplessly, 25,000 spirit stones making him sit in a daze, his face dejected.

"30,000!"

Guo Zifei took a sip of the fragrant tea on the table and said casually.

"35,000!"

Another unfamiliar voice appeared, not from the private room but from the second floor. A man in black clothing with a hood covering his face, completely concealing his features.

Clearly, this man did not want anyone to know his true identity, even lowering his voice. If he did not have the ability to protect himself, he would not reveal his true face, unless he was just there for the show.

"45,000!"

The voice from the private room on the left added 10,000 at once.

"50,000!"

Guo Zifei's voice was still calm.

"60,000!" The man in the hood also added 10,000 spirit stones.

The scene became tense, with only the last three people still competing.

After a brief silence, Guo Zifei bid first, faster than the private room on the left, adding 10,000 to raise the value of the Yuan Cultivation Pill to 70,000 spirit stones.

"72,000!"

The man in the hood's voice was a bit hurried, probably reaching his limit, this time only adding 2,000.

"75,000!" The private room on the left added 3,000.

"80,000!"

Guo Zifei seemed to have an endless supply of spirit stones, adding another 5,000, sipping his tea leisurely, indifferent.

The man in the hood sat down, probably giving up. The private room on the left also fell silent, and the Yuan Cultivation Pill was sold to Guo Zifei for 80,000 spirit stones.

After buying the Soul Fusion Pill, Ye Feng did not bid again, watching as item after item was auctioned off, each reaching a price of over 70,000 spirit stones.

The auction quickly reached the end, with only a few items left, which were likely the main attractions.

"This is a magical weapon, the True Spirit Sword, valued at 50,000 spirit stones, with each bid not less than 5,000 spirit stones." A real magical weapon appeared, causing a stir in the hall.

Magical weapons and semi-magical weapons were two different levels. Semi-magical weapons were not real magical weapons, so they were sold cheaply. However, real magical weapons were different, with prices immediately soaring to 50,000 spirit stones.

"60,000!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, a voice rang out.

Many eyes turned to the source of the voice, including Ye Feng's.

"It's actually a disciple of the Tian Ling Academy, and even a core disciple." Someone next to Ye Feng began to murmur.

"I know these people. One is called Chen Feiyu, and the other is Yao Wushuang." The one who bid was probably Chen Feiyu.

Ye Feng paid extra attention. This was his first close encounter with core disciples. The two clearly exuded a powerful aura, and the disciples of the Tian Ling Academy were much stronger than those outside in similar circumstances.

"70,000!" Guo Zifei bid again.

"80,000!" Chen Feiyu was determined to win.

"90,000!" Guo Zifei was not willing to give in, continuing to bid.

"100,000!"

Ye Feng was secretly amazed. These core disciples were indeed wealthy, able to come up with 100,000 spirit stones so easily, clearly not comparable to inner disciples.

After a fierce competition, Chen Feiyu bought the sword for 100,000 spirit stones, his face showing excitement.

"Alright, the auction is almost over. The next item, I believe, will interest everyone. This is a body technique martial skill, reaching the advanced level of the Xiantian Realm, even comparable to a semi-immortal skill." The old man held up a book.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. He was looking for a body technique martial skill, and one had appeared here. He had to find a way to get it.

"Starting price 50,000 spirit stones!"

The old man quickly announced the starting price.

Xiantian martial skills were divided into several levels. The most common were lower-level Xiantian martial skills, generally around 10,000 spirit stones. Intermediate-level Xiantian martial skills could reach 50,000 to 70,000 spirit stones. Advanced Xiantian martial skills could sell for 100,000 spirit stones. As for semi-immortal skills, they had once sold for 200,000 spirit stones or even more.

So, the starting price of 50,000 spirit stones for this body technique martial skill was not very high.

"60,000!"

This time, the voice came from Chen Feiyu's direction, but it was Yao Wushuang who bid.

"70,000!"

Guo Zifei, who had not bought the True Spirit Sword, was a bit angry and joined the competition for this body technique martial skill.

"100,000!"

Without hesitation, Ye Feng's voice directly overshadowed everyone, pushing the scene to a new level, with countless eyes focusing on him.

"Miss, do you know who this kid is? He doesn't seem very powerful, but how could he have so many spirit stones?"

No one knew that there was a fifth floor in the auction hall, where one could see down but not up. In one of the private rooms, Hong Yue was sitting, and a young girl behind her asked.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. I feel his potential goes beyond this." The girl glanced at Ye Feng and said calmly.

Guo Zifei's gaze pierced through the private room, staring at Ye Feng. Ye Feng had given him many surprises, making him even more eager to kill him.

Yao Wushuang was the same. He never expected to be competing with an inner disciple. His eyes were filled with hidden killing intent. He had been searching for a suitable body technique martial skill for a long time.

Ye Feng ignored the two killing intents directed at him. He was determined to win this body technique martial skill.

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