Another Soul Imprint!

When she heard the words Xia Genetic Technology Company, Meng Xuanxuan clearly noticed Tang Yu's body tremble. She knew that this so-called Xia Genetic Technology Company was actually one of the Xia family's businesses, specializing in research on genetic agents. As for why Tang Yu had trembled, the reason was obvious.

"Young Master, this thing, I..." Tang Yu was not the only one affected. When the hunched old man who had always followed Wang Jing around heard the auctioneer's words, he too became extremely excited. He was currently in precisely such an awkward situation, and his strength had even begun to decline over the past few years. After all, he was getting on in years, and he had also suffered injuries in his youth. He had basically lost any chance of making further achievements on the path of martial arts, but this X-4 Catalytic Gene Agent gave him hope.

"Old Xie, don't worry. I'll do my best to get this for you!" Hearing Xie Bai speak, Wang Jing cut him off and signaled for him not to worry.

"Is this thing really that miraculous?"

"If we buy it and it turns out to be worthless, we'll be seriously screwed!"

"Yeah!"

The auctioneer smiled without speaking as he listened to the crowd's discussion. Once everyone had more or less quieted down, he slowly said, "Many of you here should be quite familiar with me, Old Wu. To be honest with you all, I personally tried this catalytic gene agent some time ago, and my gene count shot up by a full ten points. I don't need to say any more, do I? The auction now begins. Starting bid: eight million! Each raise must be no less than fifty thousand Federation Credits!"

This news was truly shocking. It had worked even on someone with a gene count close to 500, so how much more effective would it be for martial artists with gene counts in the three hundreds? It would probably raise them by at least forty or fifty points! No one was stupid. No martial artist could resist the temptation of something that could raise their gene count so dramatically!

"Eight million five hundred thousand!"

The moment the auctioneer finished speaking, someone made a bid. They had raised it by five hundred thousand right away. That amount alone was enough for a down payment on a hundred-square-meter apartment beyond Suhang City's Third Ring!

"Eight million six hundred thousand!" Suddenly, someone else spoke. The voice came from the first row of seats.

"Well, Scorpion, you're interested in this too? Planning to buy it for your big brother?" The auctioneer, Old Wu, heard his old friend in front of him place a bid and could not help but ask with a smile.

"Heh! You guessed right, Elder Wu. My big brother specifically told me to bring this back for him!"

The man Old Wu called Scorpion was not yet forty. His voice was somewhat hoarse, as though he were an ordinary person who had gone seven or eight days without drinking water.

"Ten million!" Wang Jing spoke again at that moment, and he opened with ten million. He was ridiculously rich. Tang Yu finally understood why Old Five and Old Six had targeted him. When Wang Jing named ten million, he did not even furrow his brow. That showed his wealth far exceeded that amount!

Silence. Complete silence. This sudden increase of 1.4 million was already enough to buy a D-class mech. Even Tang Yu's house at Lincheng Estate had cost only a little over two million, while Wang Jing's single raise was nearly enough to buy Tang Yu another house.

"Hmph! Young masters from Heavenly Capital City sure are rich! You don't even bat an eye at ten million. Was it all embezzled by your father, Wang Zhengguo?" Without even turning around, Scorpion already knew who had made the bid and could not help cursing.

"Poor bastard with no money!"

"You!"

Wang Jing did not bother paying attention to Scorpion's cold mockery. He simply fired back with those icy words, leaving the man speechless. Tang Yu and Meng Xuanxuan both felt that he was being incredibly pretentious, but they had to admit it was effective!

Scorpion wanted to say more, but when he saw the look in Old Wu's eyes, he forcibly swallowed the rest of his words.

"Kid! Let's see how long you can keep acting smug!" Seemingly recalling something, Scorpion revealed a strange smile on his somewhat gaunt face. He threw out those words in his hoarse voice, then stopped speaking altogether.

"Any bids above ten million?" The auctioneer swept his gaze across the auction hall and asked loudly. Seeing no response, he continued.

"Ten million, going once!"

"Ten million, going twice!"

"Ten million, going three times! Sold! Congratulations, Mr. Wang!"

"Young Master, this old servant still has more than five million in savings. I can't let you pay for all of it!" Xie Bai hurriedly turned and whispered to Wang Jing.

"It's fine. Elder Xie, you've helped our Wang family plenty over the years. This is what I should do. I only hope that after you successfully break through, you won't forget our Wang family." Wang Jing spoke calmly upon hearing Xie Bai's words.

Breaking through a gene count of 100 was quite normal. As long as one trained from childhood, they could generally raise their gene count to around 90 before the age of twenty. At that point, a single Genetic Enhancement Agent could push them into the ranks of martial artists. However, even that was not easy. What ordinary family had the time to let their children train from childhood? And Genetic Enhancement Agents were not cheap either. Ordinary citizens would already work themselves to the bone just to buy a home in their lifetime. Wanting to buy genetic agents on top of that was practically a pipe dream.

Even so, there were still countless martial artists in the Federation with gene counts over 100. Roughly one out of every ten people was a martial artist who had awakened Force. Yet less than half of them could break through the 400 mark, because it became difficult to improve once one's gene count reached 300. After all, a person's potential was limited. By then, many people had already exhausted their own potential. To break through the 400 mark required both talent and opportunity, and this X-4 Catalytic Gene Agent was one such opportunity! The reason Wang Jing had said that to Xie Bai was actually because he feared that Xie Bai would no longer remain loyal to the Wang family after breaking through his limits. That would truly be a massive loss.

At that moment, the auctioneer raised a jade disc in his hand and continued, "This is a Soul Imprint refined by our president. Any mutant creature below Level Five can be tamed with it. Starting bid: ten million!"

The introduction this time was rather brief, because everyone understood what this was. They were created by experts at the Divine Transformation level or above, who used powerful spiritual will to inscribe them onto energy crystals according to certain patterns. However, doing so consumed a great deal of mental energy, which was extremely difficult to replenish. Thus, few Divine Transformation experts would refine Soul Imprints. What Dukavi had used that day was this very thing, though the method of making it was only broadly similar. The function was the same.

If the president of the Black Market Commerce could refine Soul Imprints, he had to be at least a Divine Transformation expert! But it made sense. How else could he have dominated the black market for so long without sufficient strength?

"Ten million five hundred thousand!" The person who had previously bid 8.5 million spoke again. This time, Tang Yu deliberately turned around to look at him. He was not very old, only a few years older than Tang Yu at most, and was probably also in university.

"Twelve million!" The voice was incomparably deep and powerful. Looking toward it, Tang Yu saw that it was Lu Tengfei!

"Oh? Tengfei, what do you want this for? With your strength, even if you tame some mutant creature, it probably won't be of much use in a few years, will it?"

From the sound of it, Old Wu seemed to know Lu Tengfei, and know him quite well.

"Xue'er will be starting university this year. I'm planning to buy this as a gift for her!" Lu Tengfei was a massive man nearly two meters tall, yet he spoke so shyly that Tang Yu and Meng Xuanxuan could scarcely believe this was the same Lu Tengfei who had knocked the Bona Golden Ape to the ground in just a few moves at the arena that day.

"Mm... I see... Twelve million! Any higher bids?"

"I do!"

At that moment, someone seated in the farthest corner spoke up. Tang Yu looked over and saw that it was the overly familiar guy who had dragged him into a long conversation the other day. His name seemed to be Old Biao!

"Old Biao! You dare compete with me for this? Aren't you afraid I'll tear you apart?" Hearing someone challenge him, Lu Tengfei became displeased, and even his tone changed.

"Please state your bid!" Old Wu ignored Lu Tengfei's threat toward Old Biao and merely asked him to name his price. Although Lu Tengfei's status was what it was, rules were rules.

"Hehe, I bid twelve million fifty thousand!" Old Biao chuckled and said maliciously. He was clearly trying to mess with someone!

"Damn! Are they going to keep bidding against each other again?"

"Sigh! I'm out!"

"Twelve million five hundred thousand!" Lu Tengfei turned around and stared coldly at Old Biao. Though Lu Tengfei was tall and powerfully built, his proportions were excellent, not awkward in the slightest. His features were sharply defined and strikingly handsome, but with his face cold now, he appeared even more stern.

"Twelve million five hundred fifty thousand! Lu Tengfei, just let me have this thing! Look at me, I'm getting old and my legs aren't so nimble anymore. I only want to catch a silverback gorilla and coast through the rest of my life. What do you say? Can we discuss it?" After raising the bid, Old Biao smacked his lips and could not help saying to Lu Tengfei.

Hearing Old Biao say that, Lu Tengfei's brows gradually relaxed, and much of the anger in his heart faded.

"Thirteen million!" At that moment, another discordant voice rang out. The bidder was seated right beside Lu Tengfei, and she was a woman.

Hearing the woman beside him speak, Lu Tengfei chuckled and glanced at Old Biao. He stopped bidding and sat down directly!

"You bitch, trying to ruin my plans again! Do you even have that much money?" Old Biao was nearly furious to death. The item had almost been his, yet this woman had interfered again.

"Mind your own business! If it comes down to it, I can leave myself here as collateral, can't I?" As she spoke, the woman deliberately threw a flirtatious look at Old Wu, the auctioneer. Old Wu visibly shuddered hard, but did not respond.

"Ahem, thirteen million! Any higher bids?"

"Thirteen million, going twice!"

"Thirteen million, go—"

"Fourteen million!" Just as the auctioneer was about to finalize the bid, another voice rang out!