Auctioning the Dark Hummingbird Three-Word Battle Armor

The next day, the Leng Family estate.

"Ah???"

"Brother, you're saying we're auctioning off the Dark Hummingbird and the Dark Bell?"

"In a sense, yes. Sister Yaozhu, is there a problem?"

Leng Yaozhu gently pressed her palm to Su Jiu's forehead, checking repeatedly to ensure his temperature was normal and he wasn't running a fever, only then letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

Even so, her brows remained tightly furrowed, not relaxing in the slightest.

"Brother, auctioning them off—how is that any different from human trafficking? Isn't that just straight-up slave trading? We of the Leng Family absolutely cannot touch anything illegal!"

Removing Leng Yaozhu's smooth, jade-like hand from his forehead and holding it in his own, Su Jiu smiled calmly.

"Sister, we're publicly auctioning their Three-Word Battle Armor, and the two of them are just... gifts. Yes! Just gifts!"

"The nature of the act is different, so it's completely legal! Besides, I didn't realize you considered Evil Soul Masters to be human, Sister Yaozhu..."

Nine words can wake a lost soul, and one sentence can enlighten the bewildered.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I'm just worried about the Douluo Federation."

Su Jiu waved a hand dismissively; he had thought it was something serious, but it was just this trivial matter.

Even the students of Shrek Academy didn't care about the Federation, which just went to show how incompetent the Douluo Federation truly was. Him following the law was already giving the Federation plenty of face.

"It's fine, it's fine. After all, every single War God in the War God Temple owes our Leng Family two lives. In my opinion, no matter how thick-skinned they are, can they really ignore a life-saving debt?"

"So, Sister, just rest easy. Leave the public announcements to you. Three days from now, Shrek City, Sea God Auction."

Three days later.

"Yo! Little girl, still holding a grudge?"

"Hmph! Old Su, Na'er doesn't want to talk to you. Stop bothering me."

Na'er crossed her arms over her chest, turning her little head to the side and making a show of turning around to head back into her room to continue sleeping.

In her heart, she didn't believe a single good word could come out of Old Su's mouth.

Yet, her body refused to listen; she stood at the doorway, showing no intention of actually going back inside to sleep.

A playful glint appeared at the corner of Su Jiu's mouth. The Little Silver Dragon was acting spoiled?

Being spoiled was a sickness that had to be cured, otherwise, wouldn't the Gu Yue who would eventually split off be spoiled to death?

"Forget it. I was going to take you out to get some free food and drinks, but since Na'er doesn't want to, then never mind."

Su Jiu turned and walked away, a faint look of regret flashing across his face.

But the next second, a small, warm hand gently gripped his sleeve. The force wasn't great, but it made it impossible for him to pull away.

"Th-that, Old Su, Na'er suddenly changed her mind. It's boring staying home anyway, so Na'er will reluctantly accompany you!"

"Since Na'er has spoken, I'll reluctantly take you along. Just make sure you eat and drink your fill, and don't go running off!"

Although Na'er didn't like the way he phrased it, the joy of going out to mooch food and drink had already eclipsed everything else!

"Hee hee~ Got it, got it, let's go..."

Shrek City, Sea God Auction.

The wise and the noble had gathered, a sea of prominent figures and esteemed guests.

Everyone present possessed at least the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, or was the leader of a sect.

This grand occasion was vastly different from the Sea God Family wedding held a few days prior.

After all, the slipperiness of Evil Soul Masters was practically legendary, not to mention that this time they had actually captured such big rats alive.

Perhaps in the last hundred years, this was the most effective strike against Evil Soul Masters yet!

The auctioneer this time was none other than Su Jiu. He walked slowly to the center of the auction stage and scanned the crowd below.

Most were wounded or crippled; surely no one would act as a troublemaker.

Of course, if someone really wanted to stir up trouble, he wouldn't mind letting them leave something behind on the spot.

Suddenly, in the Shrek Academy seating area, Su Jiu spotted an old acquaintance.

Actually, they weren't that close—he had just spent two consecutive years defeating him with his Needle-Bee Sentry clones, causing him to get poor final grades.

It was Wu Zhangkong!

The gloom and deadpan expression on his face were gone, replaced by the excitement of a great vengeance about to be realized!

Like a spring bamboo about to break through the soil, it was impossible to suppress!

Yun Ming had come as well. Judging by the two exquisite jade boxes in his hands, they were likely the hundred-thousand-year immortal herbs promised to him.

Old Man Chen was there too, though his expression was terrifyingly dark. The rage and killing intent churning in his eyes were so intense he looked ready to devour someone.

His mood, however, was understandable.

The group of War Gods sitting behind him looked solemn and grave, their expressions stern.

They served as a decent backdrop for Old Man Chen; it seemed they were determined to win this time.

On the side of the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dongfeng arrived as expected, accompanied this time by his young grandson, Qiangu Zhangting.

After watching for a while, Su Jiu stopped stalling and immediately struck the auction hammer, stating his rules.

"First, I am very pleased that everyone present could make time in their busy schedules..."

"This auction follows the principle of barter; the highest bidder wins. At the same time, lighting the sky lantern and any form of coercion are strictly prohibited. If I discover such behavior, I, Leng, would not mind using unfriendly methods to forcibly remove the violators."

"I also understand that many of you may have cash on hand but lack sufficient treasures. Rest assured, the Leng Family can hold the items for the successful bidder for seven days without question. Within those seven days, you may bring the treasure cdk to the Leng Family to complete the exchange!"

The coldness on Su Jiu's face faded, replaced once again by a gentle and carefree smile. He didn't give the guests below any time to react before the words spilled out.

The transition took less than a second.

"Very well, it seems no one has any objections to the auction rules. The auction begins now!"

"The first item: a piece of Three-Word Battle Armor belonging to the Dark Bell!"

Three-Word Battle Armor is the watershed for top-tier combat power on the continent; it is extremely valuable, rare, and crafted entirely from soul-forged metal.

Even if this Three-Word Battle Armor wasn't one's own, its research and reference value were immense.

Moreover, coming from a 98th-level Super Douluo of the Control System, this set was absolutely at the pinnacle of Three-Word Battle Armor!

The first person to react had already offered a sky-high price: a Ten-Thousand-Year Ox-Horse Pelvis External Soul Bone!

Chen Xinjie, Yun Ming, Qiangu Dongfeng, and Zang Xin—these veteran Limit Douluos—frowned, clear displeasure appearing on their faces.

Who was this? Did they not understand the rules? Bidding so presumptuously, showing them no respect at all?

"Two ten-thousand-year top-grade soul spirits!"

"One Golden Ancient Tree Branch! Includes the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, handwritten by the Master Yu Xiaogang!"

"Ten-year immortal herb, six stalks of Lone Bamboo!"

The scene erupted into chaos. These people were truly something; their hypocrisy was off the charts.

Despite their faces showing utter disdain, their speed in raising their placards was faster than anyone else's—comparable even to his Na'er.

In the end, this set of Three-Word Battle Armor was secured by Ning Rongka, the current Sect Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, who wagered all of their assets in Shrek City.

Su Jiu admired the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's courage to burn their bridges, though compared to their holdings in Shrek City, such noble qualities seemed rather insignificant.

"The next item: the Dark Hummingbird Three-Word Battle Armor, with the bonus of the crippled Dark Hummingbird himself!"

Su Jiu pulled away the red cloth covering the Dark Hummingbird and his Three-Word Battle Armor, revealing the Dark Hummingbird himself, his face looking incredibly haggard!

"I believe everyone here understands the value of the Dark Hummingbird, which goes far beyond the top-secret intelligence of the Holy Spirit Cult!"

"He is still young, his physiological functions are all normal, and I believe the offspring of a 98th-level Super Douluo..."

"Shut up! Leng Wuduan, you are..."

Su Jiu frowned; he clearly detested being interrupted while speaking.

He glanced at the target: it was Zhuo Shi, who had stepped forward to stand up for Wu Zhangkong of Shrek Academy.

Unfortunately, his touching display of master-disciple drama meant nothing to Su Jiu!