Chapter 29

As Mi Zhu's words fell, the auction immediately sparked a wave of commotion.

Countless eyes, burning with excitement, focused on the medicinal liquid in the jade-inlaid tray, especially those of the wealthy merchants, imperial relatives, and the emperors in the imperial-level private boxes, who could hardly contain their agitation.

If one were to ride a talking steed around the city gates, wouldn't that be absolutely delightful?

"Is this true, Brother Zhou? Can a horse really speak after drinking the liquid?" In the private box, Bulma's large, curious eyes examined the medicinal liquid in Mi Zhu's hand, completely oblivious to the talking pig beside her.

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Yang nodded lightly. This was the product traded by the gorilla named "Caesar" from "Rise of the Planet of the Apes." After the system's optimization, it was suitable for all living beings, of course, only ordinary ones.

"The starting bid is 350 value points, with each subsequent bid not less than 10 value points."

"500 value points." A faint voice came from an imperial-level private box.

Buzz!

The crowd at the auction was stunned by this price. Who was this, bidding such a high price right from the start? Wasn't he letting anyone live?

"Roar! 1000 value points." A roar filled with killing intent echoed, the voice of a fierce beast.

"Gi... Giant Python!?"

In the garden, a twenty-meter-long green python coiled around a tree, its massive head hanging in mid-air, its blood-red tongue flicking, staring intently at the crystal bottle on the platform. Its eyes, a deep golden color like gemstones, shone with intense longing, a yearning for wisdom that stirred its soul.

With the help of the system, this green python, which possessed a slight amount of intelligence, could temporarily speak.

"1100 value points." A slightly deep voice came from another VIP private box.

"5000 value points." The green python, which had only a slight amount of intelligence, became anxious, fearing the liquid would be taken away. If it hadn't felt that it would die the next second whenever it had the urge to kill, it would have rushed to the auction stage and snatched the liquid.

In the end, the bottle of medicinal liquid was undoubtedly won by the green python, leaving everyone speechless. Damn, a python was actually so rich.

Mi Zhu's face was full of smiles. The higher the auction price, the more likely it was to attract the attention of the Grand Master, and perhaps he could even attach himself to the Grand Master and cultivate together.

Thinking of this, Mi Zhu became even happier. He calmed himself and said, "Next are three sets of high monk relics, three in each set, to be auctioned separately. Each set starts at 100 value points, with each subsequent bid not less than 2 value points."

As the jade-inlaid tray was brought up, Mi Zhu lifted the silk, revealing three bumpy stones, and loudly announced.

These relics were sold by a wealthy merchant from the "Romance of Sui and Tang."

"What? Auctioning high monk relics? We haven't exchanged any value points, what should we do?" A Shaolin monk from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" looked anxious. For ordinary people, relics were worthless, but for those who believed in Buddhism, they were priceless treasures.

Relics were related to the depth of a temple's heritage. The more relics a temple had, the richer its heritage, and the more people would worship, making the temple's incense offerings flourish and allowing Shaolin Temple to grow continuously.

"Amitabha, well done." A Shaolin monk from "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" smiled and recited a phrase. The third set was challenging, the second set was a challenge, and the first set was easy.

"Let's wait for the third set to buy. Let other Shaolin monks try first." A Shaolin monk from "The Deer and the Cauldron" seemed confident and composed.

Below, the Shaolin monks seemed to be in heat, their breathing quickening, their eyes red as they stared at the relics on the platform, wishing they could immediately send the monks competing for the relics to the afterlife.

Apart from the Shaolin monks, everyone else watched the scene with amusement, as if it were a battle among the Shaolin monks.

"100 value points." The abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Return of the Condor Heroes" was the first to bid.

"102 value points." The abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" followed.

"104 value points."

...

"110 value points." This was the abbess of a nunnery.

...

This left everyone who had planned to watch the show stunned. Why were the Shaolin monks so calm? They lacked enthusiasm.

"220 value points." The abbot of Shaolin Temple from "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" said calmly.

"222 value points." The abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" followed closely.

...

Everyone felt exhausted. You damned bald monks, you've been bidding for five rounds. Why are you still continuing? Are you playing a number game?

Finally, after a long half-hour of continuous bidding, the first set of relics was won by Shaolin Temple from "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" for 320 value points.

The bidding for the second set of relics began. Most of the Shaolin monks who had been observing joined in, quickly surpassing the first set and reaching 350 value points. In the end, the second set was bought by Shaolin Temple from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber."

"300 value points." At this moment, the abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Deer and the Cauldron," Hui Cong, saw the third set of relics being auctioned and immediately raised the price to a high level, showing a determined attitude. This also hinted to other Shaolin temples that they were wealthy and powerful, and others couldn't compete with them.

This was the wrong rhythm. All the abbots of Shaolin Temple were taken aback. As enlightened monks, they all cared about their dignity. How could you do this?

For a moment, the scene was silent. Then, the entire hall erupted in noise, the discussion so loud it could lift the roof.

In ancient times, there were few entertainment options. A martial arts conference was a big event, and whether you were from a major martial arts school or a roadside thug, you would pick up a sword and join in for the excitement.

Here, watching the exchange of value points, which represented thousands of taels of gold, was indeed thrilling and invigorating.

Previously, the calm bidding by the Shaolin monks had made everyone drowsy, but now, finally, there was a dominant Shaolin Temple.

"Which Shaolin Temple is this?"

"So impressive!"

"From which world?"

...

Although there was much discussion, the other Shaolin monks did not raise their bids. They had the patience to control their emotions, as anger would cost money.

Their Shaolin Temple's seventy-two unique skills were all ineffective, and these value points were mostly exchanged for gold. 300 value points were equivalent to 30,000 taels of gold, which was ten years' worth of accumulation for Shaolin Temple.

Hui Cong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Deer and the Cauldron," looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. The third set of relics was about to be successfully won.

"300 value points once, 300 value points twice..." On the platform, Mi Zhu called out the countdown, secretly admiring the abbot of Shaolin Temple from "The Deer and the Cauldron" for his understanding of human psychology.

"Ha ha ha... The great masters of Shaolin Temple in the Qing Dynasty are indeed enlightened monks, viewing wealth as dung." Ao Bai, who had recovered from his shock, laughed loudly.

Ao Bai had previously respected Emperor Huang Taiji's kindness, and although he held immense power, he had no thoughts of rebellion. However, after learning that the young emperor planned to kill him, he became ruthless, immediately confining the young emperor and killing him if he resisted.

Shaolin Temple had strong influence in the Qing Dynasty, and this was an opportunity to show goodwill. However, Ao Bai completely ignored the feelings of the other Shaolin monks.

"400 value points."

"500 value points."

...

"700 value points."

"800 value points."

...

"1200 value points."

Do not expose others' weaknesses, do not humiliate others.

We are greedy?

If, after the auction, some martial artists spread the word that Shaolin Temple had abandoned high monk relics for money, would they still have believers in the future?

Anger!

As Ao Bai's voice fell, the faces of all the Shaolin abbots in the hall changed. They gritted their teeth and swallowed their blood, and a series of疯狂的加价声在拍卖会上此起彼伏。

鹿鼎记的少林寺和尚，“……”。

“少林寺还真是富有啊！”不知哪个帝皇级包厢里，轻轻感叹一句，带着一丝玩味。

瞬间，拍卖场内的所有少林寺方丈，顿时冷汗直冒，“事大发了！”，心里暗骂，“这鳌拜还真是该死！”

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A series of疯狂的加价声在拍卖会上此起彼伏。

The Shaolin monks from "The Deer and the Cauldron," "……."

"Shaolin Temple is indeed wealthy!" A light sigh came from an imperial-level private box, with a hint of amusement.

Instantly, all the Shaolin abbots in the auction hall broke out in cold sweat, "This is a big problem!" They cursed in their hearts, "Ao Bai is really despicable!"

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