Earth Tier Low Grade Fighting Skill, Soul-Shattering Palm!

Gu He gazed gravely at the crystal platform below. As he pondered in silence, he seemed to think of something and abruptly turned his head toward the private room where the Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong, was seated.

"It's you!"

Gu He had also noticed Jiang Cheng by then, and a flicker of shock rose in his heart. Just as he had expected, the only person capable of making every expert in the Jia Ma Empire treat him with such reverence was none other than Mister Confucian Sage!

"Old He, don't get worked up. Mister Confucian Sage isn't someone we can deal with."

Although Yan Shi had a violent temper and was somewhat simple-minded, he knew just how formidable Jiang Cheng's standing was on the Northwest Continent. Even Yun Shan, the Old Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect, kept his distance from him. How could the three of them, mere Dou Wangs, compare?

Gu He clenched his fists. He likewise knew that, as he was now, he could not see the slightest hope of victory. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Fine, I'll yield it to you!"

Seeing that Gu He had stopped bidding, Ya Fei smiled and said, "Since Mister Gu He will not raise his bid any further, this Three-Leaf Green Spirit Grass shall go to the guest in Private Room One."

Everyone sighed in regret, but even more than that, they felt deep curiosity toward the expert in Private Room One. Just who was this person, to make even Pill King Gu He, a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, show him such respect?

It was truly astonishing.

"I'm sure everyone will like the next auction item..."

As Jiang Cheng watched one item after another being brought out, he found himself unable to muster any interest. Although the Jia Ma Empire could be considered a top-tier empire on the Northwest Continent, the items being auctioned were only suitable for experts below the Dou Emperor level.

There was simply nothing he wanted.

Some of the herbs did catch him by surprise, but they were ultimately useless—tasteless to keep, yet a pity to discard.

Nothing more.

The Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong, turned to him. "What, nothing catches your fancy?"

As Jiang Cheng's close friend from his younger days, Hai Bodong had known him ever since Jiang Cheng had been a Dou Wang. That was why he dared to address him by name.

Jiang Cheng took a sip of hot tea and said faintly, "They're all low-grade items, useless to me. If Elder Hai wants any of them, feel free to bid."

"Hehe, I can't summon any interest in these things either. What I care about most is the final auction item."

Hearing Hai Bodong say this, Jiang Cheng turned sideways and asked curiously, "The final auction item? What is it?"

"An Earth Tier Low Grade Fighting Skill."

One had to know that Earth-Tier Dou Techniques were rare throughout the entire Northwest Continent. Even Jia Xing Tian possessed only two Earth-tier Primary Fighting Skill cultivation methods, and those were treated as imperial inheritances, accessible only to the next Guardian of the Jia Ma Empire.

This showed just how scarce Earth-tier cultivation methods and Dou Techniques were on the Northwest Continent.

Now that an auction was offering a treasure of this level, those Dou Emperors surely would not be willing to miss it.

Jiang Cheng merely smiled. He had no fewer than twenty Earth-Tier Dou Techniques on him, though he had cultivated very few of them. Once any one of them was mastered, it could advance to the Heaven Tier.

Such things were of no use whatsoever to a Dou Saint Expert. Only those at Earth Tier High Level or above could provide significant help.

Back then, he had been fortunate enough to obtain a Dou Technique from an auction house named Ascending Heaven Pavilion in the Monster Mountain Range. Relying on that Dou Technique, he had benefited immensely to this day.

"Everyone, the next item up for auction is an Earth Tier Low Grade Fighting Skill—the Soul-Shattering Palm. Once you master this Dou Technique, anyone touched by your palm will lose their ability to fight. At the same time, they will collapse to the ground and let out agonized wails."

"Even when fighting above your level, you will be able to remain invincible!"

The crowd collectively sucked in a breath. They had not expected anyone to actually put a Dou Technique of this level up for auction.

An Earth-Tier Dou Technique was not something weaklings like them could even covet. Perhaps only members of the Royal Family were qualified to bid on it.

Ya Fei swayed her seductive figure as she walked step by step to the edge of the crystal platform. This alluring sight made the audience on the first floor drool with desire. Some had even begun fantasizing about the blissful life they would have with her.

"Everyone, there is no starting price for this item. The highest bidder shall take it. Please bid as you please."

As her words fell, the crowd below immediately began competing for it with impatience. Bids rose and fell throughout the auction house, creating an exuberant uproar.

"One million gold coins!"

"I bid one million one hundred thousand!"

"One million two hundred thousand!"

At that moment, the doors of the auction house were suddenly thrown open. Several figures strolled in with easy grace, one of them chuckling. "Who would have thought that a tiny Jia Ma Empire would auction off an Earth-Tier Dou Technique? What an eye-opener."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall turned curious gazes toward them, scrutinizing who these people were. They had barged so openly into the Mite'er Auction House—were they tired of living?

The guards at the entrance rushed over, only for the Old Man before them to send them flying with a single slap. Crimson Dou Qi reeking of blood surged forth like an endless river.

"I came here to bid, not to play house with you."

"He is... Fan Lao, Sect Master of the Blood Sect!"

The Dou Emperors and Dou Wangs of the Jia Ma Empire rose to their feet almost simultaneously. Who did not know Fan Lao? He was an expert ranked among the top ten in the Black Corner Region.

He was cruel by nature and bloodthirsty by disposition, infamous throughout the Black Corner Region. No one had expected him to come today!

Jia Xing Tian asked sharply, "Fan Lao, what do you mean by this? Has the Black Corner Region extended its hand into my Jia Ma Empire?"

"So it's Elder Jia." Fan Lao gave a sinister smile. "I came here only to bid. These juniors know no manners, so I taught them a lesson on your behalf. Surely that will not provoke public outrage?"

Jia Xing Tian's mouth twitched. If not for his wariness of the Medicine Emperor behind Fan Lao, he would definitely have made him pay a painful price today!

Yet Fan Lao, Sect Master of the Blood Sect, merely waved his hand and directly kicked a Dou Wang out of one of the private rooms on the third floor before casually taking a seat for himself.

"I heard that the Jia Ma Empire would be auctioning an Earth-Tier Dou Technique, so I came personally to enjoy the spectacle. I wonder if the Mite'er Family welcomes me?"

Mittel Teng Shan did not dare say much. He could only swallow his anger. "This junior welcomes you."

"Hehe, a wise man submits to circumstances. Since young friend Teng Shan has no objections, Elder Jia will not make things difficult for me, will he?"

Fan Lao answered without the slightest fear. Clearly, with his status in the Jia Ma Empire, even Jia Xing Tian would not dare do anything to him. Otherwise, it would be difficult to answer to the Medicine Emperor.

Jiang Cheng, who was drinking tea, paid them no heed. The Dou Qi Continent had always been a world where the strong devoured the weak. Besides, Teng Shan had not spoken up; if he acted now, would he not be slighting the others?

Fan Lao licked his pale lips and said with a chuckle, "Continue the auction. There is no need to mind me."