Bloodflame Divine Sword

Freya smiled confidently. "Mr. Linley, I believe this auction will have something to satisfy you."

"I still have matters to attend to. We can chat again when I have free time."

After leaving the private room and closing the door behind her, Freya's fake smile vanished, her expression turning cold and indifferent. As she walked slowly down the corridor, she mused inwardly, "This Linley is indeed unusual."

Freya was far older than Linley, and her experience and knowledge were on a completely different level. She could tell that this man's demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant, and he even exuded a subtle, indescribable pride. He hadn't paid attention to her various subtle probes and attempts to recruit him as a Six-star Demon.

Inside Private Room Number Three.

"Hoo..."

Thomas, Donald, Dennis, and Jess all let out a collective sigh of relief, their expressions softening slightly.

Dennis said with lingering fear, "As expected of a Six-star Demon. That woman just now put a lot of pressure on me."

Thomas said with a hint of worry, "Linley, your strength must have been exposed by that Joseph."

Back then, Linley had killed several Five-star Demons, and one of them had a space ring that couldn't be bound by blood.

He was also privy to this matter and understood its implications.

Linley nodded and said calmly, "It's fine. I've decided not to leave Red Stone City until I become a High-God."

As the saying goes, walls have ears. Since Freya knew he was a surprisingly strong God, other forces within the city were likely no different. It was impossible to say that no one would have ideas.

Curiosity, suspicion, and various thoughts intertwined were normal. However, Linley owned a house in the city and could live there permanently, which was the greatest guarantee in itself, indirectly reducing a lot of trouble.

Linley's expression turned serious as he warned, "Just in case, it's best if you all don't take on Demon missions either. Let's wait until I become a High-God."

Thomas and the others nodded. Some things didn't need to be explained too clearly for them to understand. After all, fools couldn't survive in a place like Hell where the law of the jungle prevailed.

With a stable and safe environment for cultivation, only an idiot would go out looking for trouble.

After a while...

"Knock knock!"

Linley's spiritual sense swept over, and he discovered a cute, lively, and beautiful short-haired orange girl. Her skin was as fair as snow, and she wore a black waitress skirt paired with white stockings and high heels. Her figure was tall and graceful, exceptionally outstanding.

Linley said, "Come in."

The girl entered the private room and smiled sweetly, explaining, "The auction is about to begin. From now on, I will be responsible for bidding for guests, including keeping and transferring items."

"If guests require it, I can also provide some special services, though the fees will depend on the situation."

The girl winked playfully, her voice soft and adorable.

Linley let out a soft "Mm" and didn't say anything more.

The girl, being perceptive, saw that Linley wasn't interested in her and felt a little disappointed. She had heard that guests in these third-floor private rooms were all wealthy. If she served them well, she could earn several hundred Ink Stones in one go.

If she was lucky, earning a thousand Ink Stones wouldn't be a problem.

Thomas sized up the girl and chuckled, "How do you charge for your services? Tell us."

The girl wasn't shy and generously replied, "It depends on how the guest wants to play..."

After listening to her introduction of various packages, Thomas repeatedly shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The few of us probably can't afford it. You're too expensive."

Before long, the auction began.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Jialan Auction House..."

There was a magic array in the private room that clearly transmitted the sounds from the auction stage.

"The first item is this Bloodflame Divine Sword!"

Linley observed from the private room through a one-way mirror.

The white-robed auctioneer took out a red sword box nearly two meters long and gently pressed a mechanism. With a crisp "click," the seal immediately opened.

A crimson longsword appeared before everyone.

The auctioneer introduced with great fervor, "The previous owner of this sword was a Seven-star Demon who once dominated Hell – the Bloodflame Demon!"

"I must remind everyone that this Bloodflame Divine Sword has been nurtured for tens of billions of years. Over time, it has accumulated a wisp of the Bloodflame Demon's understanding of the Fire Law within it!"

These words caused an uproar among many people. Countless eyes gazed at the Bloodflame Divine Sword with fervor and greed, imagining how fortunate they would be if they could gain the Seven-star Demon's experience after obtaining it.

Linley also became interested and was quite surprised. He hadn't expected the first auction item to be of such high quality. If the introduction was true, the positioning of the Bloodflame Divine Sword was almost similar to the Purpleblood Soft Sword.

According to the original records, the Purpleblood Soft Sword also contained a trace of the previous owner, the Purpleblood Demon's, combat insights. Although Linley didn't grasp the Destruction Rule because of it.

Therefore, Linley personally believed the auctioneer's words, but he didn't plan to bid, as it didn't align with his attributes.

Seeing the bustling crowd, the auctioneer felt satisfied and loudly announced, "The starting bid for this Bloodflame Divine Sword is one billion Ink Stones. Each bid must not be less than ten thousand Ink Stones. We begin now!"

"Ten billion Ink Stones!"

The first person to bid was a purple-haired girl in a purple dress, holding up a number plate with a '5' written on it.

The auctioneer excitedly shouted, "A distinguished guest from Private Room Number Five bids ten billion Ink Stones!"

This price directly shocked the first floor. The God-level powerhouses on the second floor were envious, jealous, and helpless, even dumbfounded.

Ten billion was beyond their imagination, considering that an ordinary offensive High-level God Artifact only sold for one million at Blood Peak Castle.

"Fifteen billion!"

Another bidder appeared, a mature woman in a pink dress raising her paddle.

The auctioneer raised his voice again, announcing loudly, "The VIP in Box Seven bids one hundred and fifty billion Ink Stones!"

A third voice rang out, "Two hundred billion!"

The auctioneer looked at the black-haired woman holding up her paddle and shouted with a smile, "The VIP in Box Two bids two hundred billion Ink Stones!"

The bidding continued fiercely without pause, quickly reaching seventy billion Ink Stones. At this point, only the occupants of Boxes Two, Five, Seven, and Nine remained in the competition.

Inside Box Three, Linley clicked his tongue, "Everyone is so rich. I wonder how many years they've saved up."

He guessed that these competitors were all veteran Six-star Demons at the peak of their strength. To seek even a sliver of opportunity for a breakthrough, they were naturally willing to spend lavishly to acquire the Bloodflame Divine Sword. After all, although the chance was slim, if they were lucky enough to gain insights into the Fire Law experience of a Bloodflame Demon, especially if it was a part they were lacking, becoming a Seven-star Demon wouldn't be a dream.

The auctioneer shouted excitedly, "Nine hundred and five billion, going once! Nine hundred and five billion, going twice! Nine hundred and five billion, sold! Congratulations to the VIP in Box Five! You have obtained the first item, the Bloodflame Divine Sword!"

The intense struggle settled, and many people couldn't help but exhale in relief, their tense hearts finding peace. The scene had been incredibly thrilling.