Li Jiutian used Air Cut again, Teleporting behind the short man. Then he kicked him a full kilometer away!
"We were defeated so easily. If I could turn back time, I'd never have provoked a devil like you!"
After the short man finished speaking, he spat out a large pool of blood and then died, unwilling to accept his fate.
At that moment, Li Jiutian snapped his fingers. Two golden flames appeared in the air and fell onto the corpses of the two sleazy men.
In less than ten seconds, the two bodies had burned to nothing.
"This Supreme Yang Flame sure comes in handy!"
"Xiao Xuan, let's head back to the auction house!"
Li Jiutian seemed to have killed three stray dogs by the roadside, not three people. His heart hadn't stirred in the slightest.
"That took less than five minutes, didn't it? Brother, you're freakishly strong now!"
Luo Zixuan couldn't help exclaiming.
Inside the Spirit City Auction House.
Li Jiutian and Luo Zixuan found their seats and sat down.
Two middle-aged men stood on the raised platform at the front of the auction house. They looked like men of distinction, and Li Jiutian had noticed them as soon as he entered.
"Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo. I didn't expect them to be here too!"
Li Jiutian glanced toward the platform and thought to himself.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our auction!"
The host stepped to the middle of the stage and called out.
Li Jiutian had no interest in the earlier lots. They were all things like swords and famous paintings, and Ning Fengzhi had bought them all.
At that moment, a transparent display case slowly rose from the center of the stage.
Inside it, a Crystal Hairpin gleamed brilliantly, shining with a dazzling light.
"What a beautiful hairpin!" Little stars appeared in Luo Zixuan's eyes.
"Do you like it? I'll get it for you!"
Li Jiutian patted her little head affectionately.
"This hairpin has quite a remarkable history. It's said to have been made by a craftsman from Sea God Island, and its workmanship is exquisite!"
"A luminous pearl adorns the head of the hairpin, while the rest is crafted entirely from top-grade crystal. It's truly a rare treasure."
"The starting bid is 50,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
After finishing his introduction, the host tapped his little hammer, officially opening the bidding.
"100,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
Before Li Jiutian could speak, a wealthy woman was the first to raise her bidding paddle.
"This hairpin is exquisite. Rongrong would love it as a gift!"
Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
"200,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
Sword Douluo nodded, then raised his paddle.
The crowd gasped. Two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins was already far beyond the hairpin's worth, and many people gave up bidding.
"Bidder number five offers 200,000 Gold Soul Coins! Does anyone have a higher bid?"
"200,000, once!"
"200,000, twice!"
"200,000, th—"
The host was about to bring down the hammer when a voice interrupted him.
"500,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
Li Jiutian calmly raised his paddle.
"500,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
The host was so excited that his tongue practically tied itself in knots.
"Fengzhi, that young man is no ordinary person. 500,000 Gold Soul Coins is no small sum. Perhaps we should give up."
Sword Douluo said cautiously.
"Ah!" Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wealthy, but with Spirit Hall increasingly suppressing the Upper Three Sects, the sect's coffers were nowhere near as full as they had once been.
"500,000, once!"
"500,000, twice!"
"500,000, three times!"
"Congratulations to bidder number one on winning the Crystal Hairpin!"
The host brought the hammer down at once, afraid Li Jiutian might change his mind.
"Thank you, brother!"
Luo Zixuan said happily, leaning contentedly against Li Jiutian's shoulder.
Li Jiutian wasn't short of money. Qian Daoliu gave him plenty of Gold Soul Coins every month, and he'd been wondering where to spend them.
"Next is the final treasure of today's auction!"
After the host finished speaking, a palm-sized pouch slowly rose from the center of the stage.
A red gemstone was set into the pouch, surrounded by dense golden patterns. It was clearly no ordinary item.
"That's a Soul Tool!"
Li Jiutian exclaimed with delight.
"Bidder number one is right. This is indeed a Soul Tool, called the Good Fortune Pouch!"
"As everyone knows, ordinary Soul Tools can store only inanimate objects, and their storage space is limited. But the Good Fortune Pouch is different!"
"It can not only store living things, but also contains over ten thousand square meters of space!"
"Even more astonishingly, inside the pouch is a vast, completely untouched natural forest!"
"It's said that the Good Fortune Pouch isn't native to the Douluo Continent. It drifted here from an unknown sea and was eventually found by some fishermen!"
"The starting bid is 1,000,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
After finishing his introduction, the host struck his hammer once, officially opening the bidding.
When they heard the starting price was 1,000,000 Gold Soul Coins, many of the bidders left in disappointment.
A million Gold Soul Coins was no small sum—not something an ordinary wealthy merchant could afford.
Only four people remained in the auction house: Li Jiutian and Luo Zixuan, along with Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.
"This pouch is a treasure. It would make it convenient to move the sect's assets in the future!"
"Uncle Jian, bid on it. I refuse to believe that young man can come up with a million Gold Soul Coins!"
Ning Fengzhi said softly.
Sword Douluo nodded slightly and raised his bidding paddle.
"Bidder number five, one million, once!"
The host called out.
Li Jiutian turned to Ning Fengzhi and the others and said:
"I'm taking the Good Fortune Pouch. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had better stay in its lane!"
"I bid 1,010,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
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"Chapter 19: Another Pack of Trash Who Didn't Know When to Die!"
"How did you know we were from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Ning Fengzhi asked warily.
Li Jiutian gave a cold snort and ignored the two of them.
Sword Douluo stared at the arrogant young man before him and was just about to make a move when Ning Fengzhi stopped him with one hand.
"1,010,000, once!"
"1,010,000, twice!"
Ning Fengzhi interrupted the host and said, "I bid 2,000,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
"Fengzhi, it's not worth that much for a pouch!"
Sword Douluo said softly.
"Young man, I don't know where you're from, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is determined to have this Good Fortune Pouch!"
Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
"2,000,000, once!"
"2,000,000, twice!"
The host was sweating profusely. On one side was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and on the other was a young man who didn't look like anyone to trifle with. He couldn't afford to offend either side.
"Stop calling it out. One final bid: 5,000,000 Gold Soul Coins!"
Li Jiutian looked at Ning Fengzhi and raised his bidding paddle.
"Brat, are you determined to make an enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Sword Douluo threatened.
"I've never once taken the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seriously. Don't forget who the true ruler of this continent is!"
After speaking, Li Jiutian turned away from Ning Fengzhi and the others.
"Young man, we've been terribly rude. Please forgive us!"
"Uncle Jian, let's go!"
Ning Fengzhi bowed respectfully, then headed out of the auction house.
As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he was an exceptionally clever man. Li Jiutian had hinted at something, and he'd immediately understood.
Though Sword Douluo was displeased, he still followed closely behind Ning Fengzhi.
After they left the auction house, Sword Douluo asked angrily:
"Fengzhi, why wouldn't you let me teach that brat a lesson? And as sect master, why did you apologize to him first?"
"Uncle Jian, you've always been clever. How did you go and get so muddleheaded?"
"You nearly brought our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to the brink of destruction just now!"
Ning Fengzhi scolded him, pretending to be angry.
"Hmph! What force on the continent would dare offend our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Wait, are you saying... that boy is from Spirit Hall?"
Sword Douluo recalled Li Jiutian's arrogant manner, and the pieces suddenly fell into place.
"Mm. Now that the Clear Sky Sect has gone into hiding and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has fallen into decline, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is also under increasing pressure. The Upper Three Sects are little more than names now."
"Spirit Hall stands alone at the top of the Douluo Continent, with more Titled Douluo than anyone can count. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could never stand against them!"
"And judging by that young man's tone, he holds an extremely high position in Spirit Hall."
"Uncle Jian, if you'd really laid a hand on him just now, you can imagine what the consequences would have been!"