Wang Chen moved with astonishing speed. Even with others interfering at his side, he completed the transaction in the blink of an eye.
Before the surrounding cultivators could even see what had happened, Wang Chen had already tucked the Sealed Jade he had acquired into the sleeve pocket of his robe.
Since Ancient Sealed Jade was a storage-type artifact, it could not be placed inside a Storage Bag or Sumeru Ring.
The person overseeing the display platform was a high-level Golden Core cultivator. He noticed Wang Chen's actions but showed no reaction whatsoever.
Wang Chen had already paid the Spirit Stones, so according to the rules, the item belonged to him.
As for the one competing with Wang Chen—who told him to be so slow?
As the saying went, no one tilled the wasteland until it was opened up, then people came scrambling to claim it. Such things happened often, and he was long used to them.
But the competitor refused to let it go. He immediately shouted at Wang Chen, "You little bastard, do you know who I am?"
Wang Chen glanced at him.
Mostly because he had never seen a cultivator with such poor manners, spewing filth the moment he opened his mouth.
This man was also a Golden Core cultivator, but his aura fluctuated wildly. His foundation appeared extremely unstable; nine times out of ten, he was the sort who had forcibly condensed his core with Pills.
He was tall and skinny, with a bluish complexion. His features could barely be called handsome, but the way he bared his fangs and brandished his claws was truly nauseating.
After one look, Wang Chen lost all interest and walked straight toward the bidding area.
"Don't run, you little bastard!"
The skinny Golden Core cultivator flew into a rage, chasing