The Dragon Firmament Auction: A New Storm Brews
Night fell.
But tonight, Dragon Firmament City is destined to be sleepless.
The square of the Dragon Firmament Academy was already packed with people, with no seats available!
Countless forces and powerful individuals from the outer regions of the Central Domain came upon hearing the news, all for the sake of witnessing the true appearance of the legendary "Second-Tier Spiritual Weapon"!
In the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner.
Dongfang Yueming changed into an ordinary black martial arts outfit, concealing all his aura to the extreme, and calmly observed everything.
He came for the money.
[My points are almost gone.]
These magical artifacts are useless to me. I wonder if I can sell them for a good price...
He turned his gaze to the VIP seats in the front row.
There, he saw several "old acquaintances".
The Ma Clan and the Song Clan sat on opposite sides, clearly separated.
Although the Ma Clan was led by their patriarch, Ma Yuanhong, and followed by several Foundation Establishment experts with considerable auras, the atmosphere within the group was extremely oppressive and heavy, as if a lingering dark cloud hung overhead.
Especially Ma Qianqian, who was sitting next to the head of the family, although she still tried to maintain a smart and capable appearance, her beautiful eyes occasionally flashed with a trace of worry and... weariness that she could not hide.
She could clearly feel the undisguised, venomous gaze from the person opposite her, and... the equally malicious looks from her own family members, her so-called "uncles and aunts."
[Internal and external troubles...]
Her heart was filled with endless bitterness and helplessness.
[If only... if only 'he' were here...]
A figure in green robes uncontrollably emerged from the depths of her heart. But then, she shook her head self-deprecatingly.
What are you thinking about?
Although he was as powerful as a god, he was ultimately only at the Innate Realm.
[But the Song Clan, and my Ma Clan, both have genuine... Foundation Establishment experts standing behind them!]
[He... can't solve this problem either.]
On the other side, the Song Clan presented a completely different picture.
Although, in terms of numbers, the Foundation Establishment experts they brought were even fewer than those from the Ma Clan.
However, the head of the Song Clan family, who was at the forefront, appeared completely unperturbed, with a confident sneer on his face.
Sitting next to him, Song Qi perfectly embodied the smugness of a petty person who had achieved success!
With a gaze filled with lewdness and possessiveness, he brazenly scanned Ma Qianqian's exquisite and shapely body!
[You little bitch! I'll teach you a lesson for embarrassing me back in City of Chaos!]
[Wait a minute, after the auction ends, I'll show you what it means to be unable to live or die!]
He had already begun to fantasize about completely conquering and ravaging the woman who had once made him lose face!
Just then, the image of that figure in green robes, who had brought him endless humiliation, uncontrollably resurfaced in his mind!
[Dongfang Ri!]
He clenched his fists tightly, a flash of extreme resentment and... pleasure in his eyes!
[Hmph! Weren't you very arrogant back then?!]
[I'd like to see if you dare utter a single word of 'no' in front of Foundation Establishment expert from my Song Clan!]
[If you dare show your face, I will make sure you die a horrible death!]
Around them, onlookers from other factions were also whispering amongst themselves.
"Looks like there's going to be a good show tonight."
"Yes, the feud between the Song Clan and Ma Clan has a long history. I heard that this time, the Song Clan is determined to take action against the Ma Clan."
"Tsk tsk, what a pity for that little girl from the Ma Clan. She's as beautiful as Heaven Immortal; she's probably going to suffer."
Dongfang Yueming took in all of this, a playful smile curving his lips.
Looks like there's going to be a good show tonight.
"Everyone, thank you for waiting!"
Just then, Vice President Lin Bo'an slowly walked onto the auction stage.
He didn't waste any more words; he went straight to the point!
"This auction features five second-tier spiritual artifacts!"
"Now, let's begin the auction for the first item!"
"Second-tier low-grade spiritual weapon - ' Gale Sword '! This sword is incomparably Sharpness, and when activated, it can draw upon the power of wind spirits, doubling its speed! Starting price: one thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"One thousand one hundred dollars!"
"Twelve hundred yuan!"
Prices have skyrocketed!
Ultimately, it was acquired by a rogue cultivator at the Foundation Establishment for the astronomical price of 1,800 low-grade spirit stones!
As one magical artifact after another was auctioned off, the atmosphere in the venue became increasingly heated!
Finally, we've arrived at the last item, which is also the highest grade!
"The last one!" Lin Bo'an's voice was filled with excitement, "A mid-grade second-tier spiritual weapon—the ' Black Tortoise Shield '!"
"This shield possesses astonishing defensive power! It's enough to withstand a full-force attack from Foundation Establishment expert of the same level! Starting price: three thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
Upon hearing this!
At the same time, an incredibly intense light shone in the eyes of Ma Yuanhong and the head of the Song Clan family!
"Three thousand five hundred yuan!" Ma Yuanhong was the first to call out the price!
"Four thousand yuan!" The Song Clan family patriarch immediately followed suit!
Four thousand five hundred yuan!
Five thousand yuan!
The price skyrocketed, quickly surpassing the astronomical price of five thousand yuan!
This has exceeded the limits that the Song Clan can withstand!
"Brother!" Ma Yuanzhong said anxiously from the side, "We can't go any further! This already represents half of the Ma Clan's working capital!"
However, Ma Yuanhong seemed not to have heard him at all, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes!
Six thousand yuan!
The entire venue was deathly silent!
The head of the Song Clan family sat back down, his face ashen.
Thump!
As the auction gavel fell, this mid-grade second-tier spiritual artifact ultimately fell into the hands of the Ma Clan!
The auction is over.
Holding the "Black Tortoise Shield," Ma Yuanhong felt no joy, only endless solemnity.
He knew that the real crisis was only just beginning!
Just as expected!
They had barely stepped out of the Dragon Firmament Academy's gates when several figures filled with murderous intent surrounded them!
Leading the group was none other than the head of the Song Clan family!
"Ma Yuanhong!" His voice was icy cold, "Hand over the Black Tortoise Shield! I might consider leaving your Ma Clan a complete corpse!"
"Brother Song!" Ma Yuanhong forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Our two families have been fighting for many years! Today, do you really want to tear off all pretenses here?!"
"Hahaha!" The Song Clan family patriarch seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "Tear off the mask? Ma Yuanhong, you overestimate yourself!"
He slowly clapped his hands.
Then, from the Ma Clan's camp, Ma Yuanzhong, leading his lineage of elders, slowly walked into the Song Clan's camp!
"Second... Second brother! You!"
The moment Ma Yuanhong saw this scene, he was struck dumb!
"Brother," Ma Yuanzhong said with a cold smile, "Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being too stubborn."
"As long as you're willing to hand over 'that thing,' I can still acknowledge you as my elder brother."
"You... you're dreaming!"
"Since that's the case..." Ma Yuan-Zhong shook his head, "Then don't blame me for not showing brotherly affection!"
"Hahaha!"
Beside him, Song Qi looked at Ma Qianqian, whose face had turned ashen, and a sickly pleasure appeared on his face!
He slowly stepped forward, his lewd gaze sweeping over Ma Qianqian's exquisite and shapely body.
"You little bitch! Weren't you so arrogant back in City of Chaos?!"
"Now, why aren't you being arrogant anymore?!"
"Wait a minute, I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead!"
At this moment, Ma Qianqian's pretty face completely lost its color.
Looking at this desperate situation before her, beset by internal and external troubles, her heart was filled with endless... despair!
Just then!
A calm, almost languid voice suddenly and unexpectedly rang out in the deathly silent night sky.
"You dare touch my people?"
That voice?!
Ma Qianqian's delicate body suddenly trembled!
She looked in the direction of the sound, incredulous!
In the distance, in the night sky, a figure in green robes stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching them.
It was as if I were watching a group of clowns.