Dou Zhe Challenges a Dou Wang?

Ya Fei remained calm and tapped the side of the silver cube in her hand again.

Bite-!

That peculiar, clear voice rang out again, like an invisible decree, instantly suppressing the clamor of the entire arena, leaving only heavy breathing and puzzled eyes.

"Everyone! As we all know, the art of alchemy has been passed down to this day and has long since developed into a detailed system!" Ya Fei's voice was clear and penetrating, echoing in the silent hall. "Helping people break through bottlenecks, restore their Dou Qi, and even bring the dead back to life, it is an indispensable aid on the path to becoming a strong person."

Her voice suddenly rose, carrying a pioneering passion. "And today! The Mittel Auction House will unveil a new era for you all! A brand new power system that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the elixir system—the Spirit Artifact!"

Whoa--!

The wave of doubts has surged again, even stronger than before!

"Comparable to elixirs? Are you kidding me!"

"What a joke! Elixirs are the culmination of countless generations of alchemists' hard work; how can they be compared to something you just concoct?"

Inside Box Number One.

Jia Xingtian frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "A new era? That old bastard Hai Bodong, his body shrank, and his brain shrank along with it?"

"A system comparable to elixirs!" Fama's face darkened further. As the leader of the Alchemist Guild, he instinctively felt provoked, his tone tinged with anger. "Utterly absurd! To use such exaggerated, sensationalist slogans to fool the world is simply—nonsense!"

However, when their gaze swept to Gu He beside them and they saw the expression on his face, they couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts!

"Could it be... true?"

Gu He's face showed no mockery or doubt, but rather a deep sense of anticipation.

He silently took out two longswords from his Storage Ring, each gleaming with a faint light—the very Second-Grade Spirit Artifact that Huo Yuhao had given him.

"This is not an exaggeration!"

"President Fama, Elder Jia, please take a look." Gu He handed the longsword to the two men, his voice low and solemn. "This is only Second-Grade Spirit Artifact, but it has already significantly improved my abilities."

Furukawa cast his gaze in the direction of the auction table with a hint of emotion. "It's been such a long time - I wonder how far that boy has deduced the art of spiritual weapons -"

Jia Xingtian, gripping one of the swords, revealed an incredulous glint in his eyes. "Gu He, you're saying this—was also something those kids made?!"

Gu He nodded slowly.

Fama observed the other sword, sensing the power it contained. The anger on his face quickly faded, turning into a complex sigh.

"Ah—the younger generation is truly formidable! Indeed, the younger generation is formidable!"

Faced with the increasingly surging wave of doubts from the audience, Ya Fei did not use the silver-white cube to suppress the sound again. Instead, she stood on the stage with a charming Yanran, her eyes calmly scanning the entire audience, as if waiting for something.

Just then!

The door to a private room located slightly towards the back was suddenly flung open! A figure strode out with a powerful aura.

This man, with his white hair and beard and eyes like lightning, was none other than Feng Li, one of the Ten Great Experts of the Jia Ma Empire!

The overwhelming pressure from the High-Rank Dou Wang spread out as if it were a tangible force, instantly plunging the noisy venue into deathly silence once again!

"It's Senior Feng Li!"

"Windrunner Feng Li! He's here too!"

"A new system comparable to elixirs? Mittel Auction House, you have quite the nerve!" Feng Li's aged yet booming voice resounded throughout the hall, filled with undisguised sarcasm and anger. "Do you really think we're three-year-old children, that we can be fooled so easily?"

Upon seeing Feng Li's appearance, a glint of triumph flashed in Ya Fei's eyes, and her smile grew even brighter, "Senior Feng Li, please calm your anger. Ya Fei knows that all of you, like you, must have doubts about what I said. Since that's the case—"

Ya Fei raised the silver-white cube in her hand. "How about we invite Senior Feng Li to come up on stage and experience the power of this ' Spirit Artifact ' for himself?"

Feng Li snorted coldly, without uttering a word. With a flicker of his figure, he appeared on the auction stage as if by teleportation, standing several feet away from Ya Fei. His powerful aura firmly locked onto the "ignorant and arrogant" woman before him.

Ya Fei calmly raised the silver-white cube in her hand and showed it to everyone. "I believe many of you are curious about this item in Ya Fei hand. Now I can tell you that it is also a Spirit Artifact."

She then turned to Feng Li and bowed slightly. "Ya Fei has long admired Senior Feng Li's reputation. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to ask for your guidance!"

Boom-!

These words caused an uproar throughout the auction hall!

"What did she say?! Challenge Senior Feng Li?!"

"She's insane! She's at most Dou Zhe! Senior Feng Li could crush her with a single finger!"

"Could it be that—that Spirit Artifact truly possesses heaven-defying power?!"

Inside the private room, Gu He, who had remained calm throughout, suddenly stood up, his face revealing undisguised shock. "His Spirit Artifact —it can actually do this?!"

The powerful figures in the other private rooms couldn't sit still any longer! Yan Shi, Mu Chen, Nalan Jie, and others came out of their private rooms and stood on the terraces outside their respective rooms.

They were all staring intently at the auction stage. This was no longer just an auction; it was a spectacle that could potentially overturn all conventional wisdom!

"You! A mere Dou Zhe, how dare you challenge me?!" Feng Li's face instantly darkened to the point of being dripping with water, and the pressure of Dou Wang descended upon Ya Fei like a mountain!

Ya Fei's smile remained unchanged, as if the oppressive aura that could suffocate even Dou Ling was merely a gentle breeze.

"Ya Fei's strength is insufficient, and she is naturally no match for you, senior! Let's agree on three moves. If you fail to defeat Ya Fei within three moves, it will be considered a draw, how about it?"

Just as Feng Li was about to unleash his fury, a whoosh!

A nearly transparent spatial barrier appeared silently, like a giant bowl turned upside down, completely enveloping the entire auction stage! This was clearly to prevent any impact from the upcoming collisions on the audience.

Quiet room.

"Huo Yuhao!" Xiao Yan panicked, grabbing Huo Yuhao's arm tightly. "Is your Spirit Artifact even working?! That old man Feng Li is a genuine High-Rank Dou Wang! Sister Ya Fei— "

Huo Yuhao, however, wore a teasing smile and joked, "Oh? So nervous? Feeling sorry for me?"

"Nonsense!" Xiao Yan bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face turning bright red. "I just—"

I'm just worried that if she gets injured, it will affect the auction!

Huo Yuhao easily pried Xiao Yan's hand away, his tone relaxed. "Don't worry. Did you forget what I said before? I asked a few 'seniors' to help promote it!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but then a surge of curiosity arose again. "How do you know Feng Li?"

Huo Yuhao picked up his teacup and took a casual sip. "It's simple. Senior Feng Li is a close friend of Senior Gu He."