Benefactor to the Strong?!

Upon hearing this, Yu Chenglong simply nodded and hummed in response, without saying anything more.

At this moment, Yu Chenglong was somewhat absent-minded.

Yu Chenglong's gaze was now focused on the Thousand-Faced Marquis lying there.

Looking at the four bloody holes in the Thousand-Faced Marquis's limbs, Yu Chenglong fell into deep thought.

At that moment, Yu Chenglong suddenly thought of something!

Yes, he thought of his experience in the Sunset Forest Heaven Dou City.

"Why is this wound so similar to the wounds on the Soul Beast I encountered in Sunset Forest? They look almost exactly the same!"

Yu Chenglong thought to himself.

At this moment, Yu Chenglong had a bold idea in his mind.

"Could it be that this young man, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, is the powerful benefactor I met in Sunset Forest that day, whom I had never met before?!"

Yu Chenglong made a bold guess in his mind.

Before he knew it, Yu Chenglong felt his head buzzing and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

To confirm, Yu Chenglong examined it very carefully again and compared it with the wounds he remembered from when the Soul Beast were injured.

This confirmed Yu Chenglong's suspicions even more.

"The wounds are exactly the same size, all several bloody holes, with blood constantly flowing out!"

"It's undoubtedly the attack method of that powerful benefactor!"

"This person is actually the powerful benefactor I have always respected and wanted to thank in person!"

Yu Chenglong felt a sudden sense of dispelling his doubts.

Moreover, Yu Chenglong also recalled that he had encountered Du Bai and Bibi Dong several times in the past few days.

The first time was on the Challenge Stage, and the second time was at the Heaven Dou City Soul Fighting Arena.

The more Yu Chenglong thought about it, the more he felt that he and Du Bai, this powerful benefactor, were very destined to be together.

Finding a powerful benefactor is a joyful experience, but it also undoubtedly brings Yu Chenglong some hardship.

"I really want to thank my powerful benefactor for allowing me to obtain the Soul Ring from that Demon Tumor Tree, and even the Head Soul Bone!"

"However, the status of a powerful benefactor is too high. As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, how could he possibly look down on a commoner like me, Soul Master!"

"Moreover, my Martial Soul is a universally acknowledged Trash Martial Soul, so he must also think that Nightmare is Trash Martial Soul!"

"Sigh, but Nightmare really isn't Trash Martial Soul!"

At this moment, Yu Chenglong felt somewhat inferior, worried that if he rashly went to pay respects to his powerful benefactor, he would be seen as inexplicable and looked down upon.

In Yu Chenglong's view, Du Bai was too outstanding, and he himself was too inferior.

"Moreover, what if I reveal that I possess Head Soul Bone?"

"Would this powerful benefactor covet my Soul Bone and try to harm me?"

At this moment, Yu Chenglong was conflicted.

While it is true that one should not have the intention to harm others, one should not be without the intention to guard against others.

Yu Chenglong was extremely conflicted at this moment.

His inferiority complex and inner turmoil made him so absent-minded that he didn't even hear what Zheng Banqiao was saying.

"This child has a good Martial Soul and cultivation talent, and a good personality, but he's too quiet!"

"Silence is bad; it makes him easily overlooked. We need to help him change that!"

Seeing that Yu Chenglong was not saying much, Zheng Banqiao muttered softly from the side.

That's a side note about Yu Chenglong.

Getting back to the main point, at this moment, the three Titled Douluo elders, Golden Crocodile, Pufferfish, Snake Lance, looked at each other in bewilderment.

At that moment, they suddenly realized that this Holy Son was quite interesting, ruthless enough!

It seems that my previous impression of him as dull was just a one-sided understanding!

At this moment, President Zhuge Jin spoke up.

"Distinguished guest, five million Gold Soul Coin are far too many. Could you perhaps reduce the amount?"

President Zhuge Jin his best to maintain a humble attitude as he began to speak.

Du Bai has not yet replied.

The three Titled Douluo powerhouses Golden Crocodile, Pufferfish, and Snake Lance, have already unleashed their terrifying pressure.

In an instant, three imposing mountains of pressure pressed down on President Zhuge Jin.

"Uh-huh!"

President Zhuge Jin let out a muffled groan in discomfort.

The onlookers were also affected by this terrifying aura, their faces turning pale and taking several steps back.

"Do you know who this woman is? She is not only the wife of the Holy Son, but also the Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall!"

"Due to the negligence of your auction house, our Holy Maiden is still in a coma!"

"If it weren't for their trust in your auction house, would the Holy Son and Holy Maiden have been tricked into coming here?"

"If it weren't for the Holy Son's formidable cultivation, which allowed him to capture these two petty thieves, can you even imagine the consequences?"

"If anything happens to the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, let me tell you, even five hundred million Gold Soul Coin wouldn't be enough!"

"Even if you Old Man Murong and Old Ghost Ouyang come today, it doesn't matter who comes!"

It's like Snake Lance Douluo said Bingbing.

This left President Zhuge Jin and the other staff members speechless for a moment.

Snake Lance Douluo is right. Fortunately, neither the Holy Son nor the Holy Maiden Daughter of the Spirit Hall suffered any serious harm.

Otherwise, their auction house would probably have been reduced to ruins by now under the attack of these three Titled Douluo powerhouses!

"Yes, your auction house really needs to reflect on this!"

The Porcupine Douluo beside him echoed, incorporating his own cultivation power into his words.

Suddenly, everyone felt a rolling wave of sound rushing towards them, causing discomfort to their eardrums.

A sense of awe arose in everyone present, a feeling of unprecedented reverence for Du Bai, Golden Crocodile, Pufferfish, Snake Lance, and Bibi Dong.

"This"

President Zhuge Jin's face was extremely grim, and he managed to utter a single word, "This."

Clearly, he could not accept the figure of five million Gold Soul Coin.

"Five million Gold Soul Coin! How many treasures would we have to bid on to earn the bidding fees!"

President Zhuge Jin felt a pang of reluctance.

At this moment, Du Bai spoke up at just the right time.

"In that case, I'll compromise."

"You only need to pay three million Gold Soul Coin as compensation. In addition, I will waive the bidding fees for the Wu Feng Pill, the Hundred Year Brine, and the Seven Star Treasure Box that I bid on!"

"Don't worry, I will still pay the eight million Gold Soul Coin for the Prime Cat Girl!"

"All other conditions remain unchanged. These two petty thieves are still under my jurisdiction, and you must give me a satisfactory apology!"

After Du Bai finished speaking, President Zhuge Jin quickly did some mental arithmetic.

"The Wu Feng Pill costs 500,000 Gold Soul Coin, the Hundred Year Brine 300,000 Gold Soul Coin, and the Seven Star Treasure Box costs 250,000 Gold Soul Coin!"

"The bidding fee is waived, so that's 1.05 million Gold Soul Coin!"

President Zhuge Jin thought to himself.

"Okay, I grant your request!"

President Zhuge Jin felt a pang of heartache, gritted his teeth, and spoke.

As soon as President Zhuge Jin finished speaking, the three oppressive mountains pressing down on him vanished instantly.

This made President Zhuge Jin instantly relieved, and he greedily took a deep breath of the fresh air.

"That's more like it!"

"If we did something wrong, we should compensate for it and apologize. We can still be good friends!"

Snake Lance Douluo smiled and squinted his eyes as he spoke.

Goodnight, everyone! Good afternoon! Good morning! Go to bed early! Have a happy and smooth day!