Chapter 30

**Buddhist Persecution!**

In the midst of the cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

The persecution of Buddhism! It made countless monks tremble in fear. Most of the Shaolin Temples that came here had experienced two or three Buddhist persecutions throughout their history.

The Buddhist persecutions by Emperor Taiwu of Northern Wei (Tuoba Tao), Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou (Yuwen Yong), Emperor Wuzong of Tang (Li Yan), and Emperor Shizong of Later Zhou (Chai Rong) were notorious.

Apart from these four emperors, throughout history, many other emperors, to varying degrees, suppressed Buddhism.

Was it really because the monks did not engage in productive work, or because Buddhism was impure?

However, we often see a punishment: the Buddha statues are melted down for coins, and the Buddha statues are confiscated by the palace.

Why? Because the immense wealth of these temples aroused the greed of the emperors.

In the thirty-six imperial-level boxes, apart from Ao Bai, the remaining thirty-five boxes were occupied by emperors from various dynasties. Although it was unknown if any of them were from their own world, it was enough to make the abbots break out in cold sweat.

If another Buddhist persecution were to be triggered, the temples in the low and middle martial arts worlds would find it extremely difficult to resist the onslaught of thousands of troops.

"1200 value points once, 1200 value points twice, 1200 value points three times. Congratulations to the bidder in seat 203 for successfully winning the auction," Mi Zhu said excitedly, another successful auction.

"Next is the last item for auction today: the Black Jade Continuation Ointment. This secret medicine can regenerate broken bones." Mi Zhu was getting more and more into the rhythm, completely able to stir up the atmosphere of the entire auction. The shocking news of the Shaolin incident was quickly overshadowed.

"If a person's limbs or bones are severely injured, causing disability, applying this ointment can still heal them and restore normal activity. If the injury has been for a long time and the bones have already healed, the broken bones need to be re-broken, and then the ointment applied to restore the bones to normal."

"The starting bid is 1000 value points, and each bid must not be less than 10 value points."

"2000 value points." A hoarse and excited voice came from a VIP box.

"Who is in that box? They added 1000 value points at once, they must be very wealthy!" someone asked.

"Earlier, I saw 'Yan Wudi' and Xue Mu Hua carrying an old man into that box. It should be the old man he was carrying," a martial artist from the "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" said.

"No wonder. Xue Mu Hua is the greatest physician in the world. He must have a lot of wealth and rare medicinal herbs," some people from "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" realized.

"I wonder what the identity of that old man is?"

Immediately, the hearts of the Shaolin monks calmed down a bit. See, we are very poor. We can only add 100 value points at most. Look at them, they can add 1000 value points at once.

Just as people were discussing, a bid was heard.

"2500 value points." In the garden, a pale girl in a wheelchair opened her lips, her voice was very clear.

It must be said that everyone enjoys listening to beautiful women speak; it is a pleasure in itself. But looking at the girl's somewhat cold and stubborn face, it made people feel a sense of pity.

"Little girl, be careful. If you bid too much, you might lose your life," a white-haired old man beside her couldn't help but warn. Once a bid is made here, if the value points are insufficient, one might have to pay with their life.

The pale girl nodded slightly, her face tense. The price she bid was already the bottom line for their group.

"3000 value points." A sharp voice sounded, making everyone shiver and break out in goosebumps. The pale girl's face darkened.

"4000 value points." The hoarse voice was calm. There is always someone stronger. This person is really wealthy and powerful.

Each bid of 1000 value points is equivalent to 100,000 taels of gold! For ordinary people, it would take ten generations to spend it all.

In the auction hall, the ordinary bidders were somewhat numb. Such numbers were astronomical to them, something they could only dream of.

"Who is the old man in that VIP box?" the crowd in the auction hall wondered. This price has already exceeded the range of a great physician.

"4000 value points, is there anyone willing to bid higher?" On the auction stage, Mi Zhu scanned the imperial-level boxes, trying to entice more bids.

"Congratulations, Box 9, for winning the Black Jade Continuation Ointment." Seeing that no one was bidding higher for a long time, Mi Zhu said with a hint of regret.

"The auction today is over. Some bidders may not have enough value points to bid on their desired items, but our Ten Thousand Worlds Tower, adhering to the principle that the customer is the emperor, has set up a lottery event in the eastern part of the city. Just ten taels of silver or a single purchase at the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower can earn you one lottery draw. There are three first prizes, each awarding the top martial arts manual, the 'Nine Yang Manual.'"

"The 'Nine Yang Manual' was created by a world-class expert, combining the 'Nine Yin Manual' and the Shaolin Temple's yin-yang harmony techniques. Once mastered, it can make one invulnerable, immune to all poisons, and possess boundless internal energy. Each punch and kick will have immense power, and any martial arts can be learned instantly."

"The winning rate is as high as one percent!" On the stage, Mi Zhu announced loudly, and the martial artists below were沸腾with excitement. Such a high-level secret manual could be won with just ten taels of silver.

After Mi Zhu finished speaking, those from the modern world all had a look of realization. A one percent winning rate, indeed, means the probability of winning the 'Nine Yang Manual' is one percent, not the probability of winning any prize.

However, these people could not resist the excitement in their hearts. Just like buying a lottery ticket, everyone knows the chance of winning five million is very small, but they still can't resist buying it. Why?

People always have a侥幸psychology. What if I win? I would be rich.

Zhou Yang didn't mind if people saw through his lottery scheme. So what if they see through it? They will still buy.

Mi Zhu secretly admired the commercial acumen of the National Master. He planned that after the auction, the Mi family would also set up a similar lottery system, converting all the prizes into money, which would surely bring in a huge profit.

As for the second prize, Mi Zhu didn't mention it because it was 1000 taels of gold, a huge gap compared to the 'Nine Yang Manual.' There were also fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and up to ninth prizes.

The ninth prize was just a piece of gum.

"Flowers raining down, tears of gratitude. Han, the fourth-generation descendant of the Yuan family, Yuan Shu, Yuan Gonglu, has won the fifth prize." At this moment, the loudspeaker in the auction hall suddenly sounded.

"Did everyone hear that? For those who win the fifth prize or higher, we will announce their names in Luoyang City. For the fourth prize, we will announce it twice. For the first prize, we will announce it five times," Mi Zhu explained, seeing the puzzled expressions in the auction hall.

Most people in the auction hall were excited. Regardless of what the fifth prize was, even if they won nothing, being announced by the loudspeaker would spread their names across various worlds, making them more famous than any historical figure.

Fame and profit, fame comes first, profit follows.

Now, Yuan Shu was being lavishly praised by his grandfather, Yuan Wei, for his noble character, extensive knowledge, and military and literary prowess.

No one asked how much Yuan Shu spent to win the prize, but it didn't matter. The Yuan family's name had already spread throughout the universe.

Yuan Shu was also extremely excited. After traveling from Nanyang, the auction had already started. On the way, he encountered the newly established lottery event and spent 100 taels of gold to buy a box of lottery tickets. With a large group, he drew the tickets and won four ninth prizes, two eighth prizes, and one fifth prize. It was a great deal, even if it was a waste of money.

**Boom!**

The ground shook, and the dust settled. Only a few people remained in the auction hall.

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Thank you to "抽哏漃瘼d＇煙" for the 588 coins, "HK那群" for the 10 coins, "来自一亿年前的祖宗" for the 100 coins, "闪心灵贩子" for the 100 coins, "丶丶丨丨King" for the 100 coins, and "胡微" for the 10 coins.

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