Sky-Blasting Gang Home Turf

"The starting bid for this item is... one hundred Gold Soul Coins."

The auctioneer called out loudly.

"I bid one hundred and fifty Gold Soul Coins."

"Pauper, you think a mere one hundred and fifty is enough to take it? I bid three hundred Gold Soul Coins."

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, the wealthy people around them began frantically raising the price.

"You think three hundred is enough to take it? Are you looking down on the Sky-Blasting Gang? I bid one thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

At that moment, an inconspicuous old man shouted arrogantly, then looked at everyone with disdain.

Hearing that arrogant voice, everyone looked at one another before shaking their heads. This item would probably top out at one thousand Gold Soul Coins. Any higher, and it would not be worth it.

"One thousand Gold Soul Coins, going once... going three times."

"Bang!"

"Let us congratulate the Sky-Blasting Gang for winning this item."

The auctioneer shouted loudly, though he still felt the price was too low. However, there was nothing he could do. The highest bidder won.

"Come, let us welcome the second auction item."

Striking while the iron was hot, the auctioneer continued as a woman carrying a wooden box walked up.

"This item is an exceptionally rare treasure. Once you miss it, there will be no more."

"Everyone, please look."

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing a crystal-clear bone before everyone.

"Soul Bone!"

"It's actually a Soul Bone!"

Everyone was so excited that they could barely speak. They had not expected to see a Soul Bone at today's auction. This trip had truly not been in vain!

"That's right. I am sure no one is unfamiliar with this item. It is a Soul Bone."

"How many years?"

"What is its age?"

The people around them hurriedly asked. If its age was low, they might still have a chance to bid for it. If it was high, they would have no chance at all. Did they not see that people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were still here?

"A Soul Bone?"

Even Qin Feng was somewhat surprised. He had not expected this auction to include a Soul Bone. If its age was high enough, he would have to bid for it.

"This is also the regrettable part. It is only two thousand years old."

"Although its age is low, that does not stop it from being immensely valuable. Everyone knows that the lower the age of a soul beast, the lower the chance of it producing a Soul Bone."

"Therefore, the starting bid for this Soul Bone is five thousand Gold Soul Coins."

As the auctioneer spoke, he signaled for everyone to begin bidding.

"I bid eight thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Eight thousand? You spend more than eight thousand at a brothel, and you think you can buy a Soul Bone with that? I bid ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Everyone immediately turned toward the speaker. A pot-bellied middle-aged man stood up and shouted, draped in gold and silver.

"You... Hmph!"

The man who had made the first bid pointed at the middle-aged man, his face full of anger.

"What are you snorting for? If you have no money, then do not bid."

The middle-aged man sneered, then sat back down, looking completely in control.

"I bid thirteen thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Twenty thousand."

The middle-aged man gave the other man no chance to speak and directly raised the price.

"Thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"I bid forty thousand."

The middle-aged man glanced at the person bidding against him, then shook his head disdainfully.

"What a pity."

Qin Feng shook his head in disappointment. Its age was far too low. He would not even want it if it were given to him, let alone give it to his subordinates and embarrass himself.

"The age is a little low." Bald Strong nodded in agreement.

"No one else, right?"

Seeing that no one was bidding against him, the middle-aged man smiled. Did a bunch of paupers really think they could compete with him?

"I bid sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins."

At that moment, the old man from the Sky-Blasting Gang stood up again, his face plainly saying, Is that all?

"Seventy thousand."

Seeing that someone still dared to bid against him, the middle-aged man could only continue raising the price.

"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins."

The old man did not even look at the middle-aged man. He leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression.

"You... Fine, you win!"

The middle-aged man trembled as he raised a finger at the old man. In the end, he could only sit down unwillingly, his expression shifting unpredictably.

"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Does anyone wish to bid higher? If not, this item will belong to this gentleman."

The auctioneer continued, eager to stir up more trouble. Others might fear him, but he did not. This was his job, and he would raise the price whenever he could.

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads. It was not that they could not afford one hundred thousand, but there were better bargains to be found.

"Sect Master, should we make a move?"

"No need. If we raise the price further, it will not be worth it."

Ning Fengzhi also shook his head. It was only two thousand years old, yet someone dared to shout one hundred thousand. That person was either rich or foolish.

"Who is that? He's so wealthy?"

Qin Feng looked at the old man in surprise. He felt like he had heard of the Sky-Blasting Gang somewhere before. It seemed to be from a novel.

"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, going once... going three times."

"Bang!"

"Let us congratulate this gentleman for winning another item."

The auctioneer shouted excitedly. One hundred thousand had already exceeded the value of this Soul Bone, but since there was a fool willing to pay extra, he was more than happy about it.

"Heh, a bunch of paupers." The old man looked at everyone with contempt.

"You..."

The people around them spoke angrily upon hearing that, but then they let out heavy sighs. There was nothing they could do. He had money.

"Alright, let us welcome the next auction item."

The auctioneer clapped his hands, and a woman pushed over a cart.

"This item is a soul beast. Its potential is not high, but it can run far."

This time, the auctioneer did not keep them in suspense and pulled off the red cloth in one motion.

A small yellow horse was locked inside a cage, blinking its large eyes with a pitiful expression.

"This is a Gale Horse. Even as an adult, it only reaches one thousand years, but it can travel a thousand li in a day. You can buy it for amusement."

"The starting bid is five hundred Gold Soul Coins."

After speaking, the auctioneer signaled for everyone to bid.

"The item is not very entertaining, but who would ever complain about having too many things? I bid one thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Two thousand."

That middle-aged man entered the bidding again. He refused to believe that person would come out and compete with him this time.

"I'm from the relay station. Could all you esteemed seniors please give this junior some room?"

A young man stood up and respectfully cupped his hands toward the middle-aged man, then cupped his hands toward everyone else as well.

"I bid two thousand five hundred Gold Soul Coins."

Only then did the young man begin bidding, but the middle-aged man was not about to give it to him so easily.

"Kid, why should I give it to you? So what if you're from the relay station? You haven't given me any benefits, so why should I yield?"

"I bid three thousand Gold Soul Coins."

The middle-aged man showed no mercy and directly raised the price. He wanted to see who could still compete with him this time.

"Ah! Why do you love picking on people so much? Then this old man will not show you any mercy either."

"Kid, I'll win this one for you. You only need to treat me to a meal."

The old man sighed, then stood up and shook his head at the middle-aged man.

"Thank you. Once we leave, I'll treat you to a meal. You can choose any restaurant you want."

The young man looked deeply grateful. He had not expected this man to be so kind, unlike certain people who only knew how to raise prices against others.