Ten Drops of Essence Blood of the Light-Type White Dragon

After thinking it over, Mu Tianchen still shook his head. "Elder Qian, thank you for your kindness, but a Four-Word Battle Armor is far too precious. I'd better not trouble you."

"Besides, I'm only a two-ringed Soul Grandmaster right now. I'm still very far from becoming a Title Douluo capable of wearing a Four-Word Battle Armor. It's much too early to be considering one now."

Upon hearing Mu Tianchen's words, Elder Qian did not take offense. He merely smiled. "Haha, all right. Since that's the case, do as you wish."

In Elder Qian's eyes, Mu Tianchen was still too young and simply did not understand the importance of a Four-Word Battle Armor. No matter which faction it was placed in, a Four-Word Battle Armor would be a supreme treasure.

Was the Holy Spirit Cult powerful?

Of course it was powerful!

Yet even the entire Holy Spirit Cult did not possess a single set of Four-Word Battle Armor, because Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua simply would not forge one for them.

If members of the Holy Spirit Cult had been here, if they were promised a set of Four-Word Battle Armor, they would probably be willing to wipe out an entire city on the spot.

He smiled and shook his head. Mu Tianchen would understand the power of Four-Word Battle Armor in the future.

The enhancement a set of Four-Word Battle Armor gave a Title Douluo was absolutely enormous. Once a Super Douluo who had just entered Rank 95 put on a set, they could instantly possess strength comparable to a Rank 99 Limit Douluo.

What treasure in this world could achieve such an immense boost? Even a true divine artifact probably could not do so.

Young people were still too young.

At that moment, Qiangu Tinglan looked at Mu Tianchen curiously. "Brother Tianchen, why didn't you want Grandpa Qian's Four-Word Battle Armor? I heard that Four-Word Battle Armor is a symbol of the strong. I want to become a Four-Word Battle Armor Master someday too."

Mu Tianchen smiled and shook his head. "A Four-Word Battle Armor is too precious. It's not something I can handle at my current level."

"Okay." In truth, Qiangu Tinglan did not really understand what a Four-Word Battle Armor represented either. She had only heard people say that Four-Word Battle Armor was incredibly powerful, but she did not know exactly how powerful it was.

However, she knew that since Mu Tianchen did not want the Four-Word Battle Armor, he must have had his reasons.

At this moment, the powerful Three-Word Battle Armor forged from Spirit-Possessed Alloy—Moon in the Sea—had reached the final stage of bidding on the auction stage.

The current bid for this set of Three-Word Battle Armor had already reached 38 billion Federal Coins.

Although Shrek City was a holy land for Soul Masters, with countless wealthy people hidden within it, there were still only a small number who could spend more than 30 billion on a set of Three-Word Battle Armor.

Moreover, many people already had their own exclusive Battle Armor, so naturally they were no longer interested in this set.

In the end, the set of Three-Word Battle Armor was successfully auctioned to a middle-aged man for 39 billion.

What shocked Mu Tianchen was that the person who won the Three-Word Battle Armor was actually the middle-aged man he had seen earlier, the one who seemed to be a Super Douluo and had smiled at him.

After paying the money backstage, the middle-aged man left the auction house with the set of Three-Word Battle Armor instead of remaining there.

It seemed that his target had been this set of Three-Word Battle Armor.

Mu Tianchen stared at the middle-aged expert and became lost in thought.

Just then, Qiangu Tinglan beside him reminded him, "Brother Tianchen, the next auction item is out."

"Ah? Oh, let me see." Mu Tianchen quickly came back to his senses and immediately turned his attention back to the auction stage beyond the huge glass window.

Although this auction item had been placed third, its value was clearly nowhere near that of the Three-Word Battle Armor.

The third auction item was called the Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Dragon Tendon, a heavenly treasure capable of greatly strengthening a Soul Master's tendons and bones.

In the original story, when Tang Wulin broke through the second seal of the Golden Dragon King, he had used an Earth Dragon Tendon at the thousand-year level, greatly enhancing the strength of his tendons and bones.

Without question, the effects of a Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Dragon Tendon were even better.

Neither Mu Tianchen nor Qiangu Tinglan bid on the Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Dragon Tendon.

One reason was that their cultivation was still too low for them to use a spiritual treasure of this level. Another was that the Spirit Pagoda treasury also had treasures of this grade.

When they needed treasures of this level in the future, they could claim them themselves based on their contributions to the Spirit Pagoda.

In the end, the Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Dragon Tendon was purchased by an eight-ringed Soul Douluo expert for 150 million.

Soon afterward, the auction continued with several more items, all kinds of things with considerable value.

For example, there was a black-grade super mecha, the War Roarer.

Mechas were divided into five grades: white, yellow, purple, black, and Red-Grade. White mechas were ordinary standardized mechas, while yellow mechas were a step above them and possessed stronger individual styles.

Purple mechas were high-grade mechas. Even in an enormous city, they would be among the core main forces.

Black mechas were super mechas that surpassed purple mechas. Only people with a certain status or extraordinary strength could possess them. Their power was already enough to threaten Title Douluo-level experts.

The black super mecha called War Roarer was ultimately auctioned off for 10 billion.

In fact, above black mechas were Red-Grade god-grade mechas. However, Red-Grade god-grade mechas were even rarer than Four-Word Battle Armor and would never appear at an auction.

Time passed bit by bit.

Before long, the auction was nearing its end.

At this moment, Dongfang Yue'er revealed a sweet smile on the auction stage. "Thank you, esteemed guests, for attending our Shrek City Auction House."

"Over the past two hours, we have successfully auctioned eight items. We have everyone's active cooperation to thank for that."

"Next, we will auction the ninth item. This is the final auction item of today's event. Its price may not necessarily be the highest, but it is certainly the rarest!"

Just then, someone in the guest seating teased, "Miss Yue'er, you say the ninth item is the rarest. What could possibly be rarer than you? Could the ninth item be Miss Yue'er herself? Hahaha!"

The speaker was an extremely tall, burly man, at least two meters in height. He looked rough and unruly. Although Dongfang Yue'er held a noble status, he did not care in the slightest.

Instead, he considered being able to tease a woman of such standing to be a sign of his own ability.

Would ordinary people dare to tease a woman of that level?

Hmph!

Upon hearing this, a flash of coldness passed through Dongfang Yue'er's heart, and even a trace of killing intent flickered in her eyes.

However, she maintained a smiling expression on the surface, as though she did not care at all.

She then smiled at the crowd. "Hahaha, the ninth auction item is naturally not Yue'er herself. It is an unparalleled treasure with powerful effects. Now, we will present this unparalleled treasure before everyone."

"Elder Zhao."

As Dongfang Yue'er's voice fell, an old man dressed in a black robe walked onto the auction stage carrying a golden tray.

The old man looked ordinary, but his aura was exceptionally powerful. With every step he took, a Soul Ring rose beneath his feet.

Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black. Four purple and five black—nine Soul Rings. He was unmistakably a nine-ringed Title Douluo.

A terrifying aura erupted in an instant. That mountain-like pressure descended upon everyone's hearts. Some of those lacking strength immediately turned pale, while even those strong enough to withstand it could not help but feel deeply shocked.

The instant the old man's nine Soul Rings appeared, nearly everyone present stopped breathing as they stared in disbelief at the black-robed elder.

A nine-ringed Title Douluo!!

The chests of everyone present heaved violently. This old fellow was actually a Title Douluo!

They had never expected a Title Douluo-level expert to personally bring out the final auction item at the end of this auction.

The old man ignored everyone's gazes. He calmly walked onto the auction stage and placed a golden tray upon it. A transparent protective barrier covered the golden tray, isolating the aura within.

There were ten small bottles on the tray. Each bottle contained a drop of bright crimson blood, within which a white dragon soul coiled.

Even from more than ten meters away, they could feel the blood within the bottles and the oppressive force brought by those powerful white dragon souls.

Looking at those ten drops of blood, their minds trembled. It was as though ten Rank 99 Limit Douluo-level experts were releasing their pressure upon them, repeatedly ravaging their souls.

At that moment, Dongfang Yue'er glanced at the golden tray and smiled as she addressed everyone present:

"I believe everyone has already seen it. Yes, that's right. The item beside me is the final item of this auction: ten drops of Essence Blood of the Light-Type White Dragon from the ancient era."

"As everyone knows, with the continuous advancement of technology on our Douluo Continent over the past several thousand years, the territories where soul beasts could survive have been greatly compressed, and the number of soul beasts has become extremely scarce."

"Ordinary soul beasts are already exceedingly rare, much less a powerful true dragon soul beast."

"According to the appraisal of our auction house experts, this Light-Type White Dragon was an exceptionally powerful true dragon in life: a Holy Dragon of Light."

"The Holy Dragon of Light was a powerful race that had existed since ancient times. Even the most ordinary Holy Dragon of Light could rival a human Title Douluo, while slightly stronger ones could directly rival a human Rank 99 Limit Douluo."

"These ten drops of Holy Dragon of Light Essence Blood came from, at the very least, a powerful Holy Dragon of Light comparable to a human Rank 99 Limit Douluo. Their value was no less than that of a top-tier black mecha."

"To obtain these ten drops of Essence Blood of the Light-Type White Dragon, our auction house paid the price of three Title Douluo experts' lives. The cost could not have been more tragic."

"Therefore, the starting bid for these ten drops of Essence Blood of the Light-Type White Dragon will be relatively high. Now, please state your prices if you are interested in these ten drops of Holy Dragon of Light Essence Blood."

After speaking, Dongfang Yue'er smiled at the crowd, calm and composed within, not at all worried that the ten drops of Holy Dragon of Light Essence Blood would fail to sell.

In truth, if these ten drops of Holy Dragon of Light Essence Blood had not been extremely difficult to absorb, the auction house would never have put them up for auction.

After all, these ten drops of Holy Dragon of Light Essence Blood would have immensely powerful effects even when used by a Title Douluo.