manynovel Chapter 51 Remnant Diagram of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame
Chapter 51 Remnant Diagram of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame
The manufacturing method has been lost? Not necessarily. Yun Congxin remembered that the Golden Goose Sect of the Izumo Empire had a fighting technique for making wings. He blinked, leaned back, and stopped participating in the bidding.
"Keep it up, Fan Shaozong, and get more of the good stuff so I can save some trouble." Yun Congxin muttered to himself, already seeing Fan Ling as a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
The auctioneer was somewhat taken aback to find that Yun Congxin, who usually joined in on everything, remained completely silent this time.
Fortunately, there's no shortage of buyers for treasures like flying combat skills.
The old man unfurled the scroll, and jet-black bat wings appeared before everyone, with pale purple lightning flickering around them, attracting the attention of the major powers.
"This thing has some merit, I like it." Fan Ling grinned, then glanced at Yun Congxin's private room. Seeing that he still hadn't made a bid, he said, "This guy is really strange; he's not interested in something truly good."
"Young Sect Master, this flying combat technique is extremely rare and probably priceless. If we bid for it, I'm afraid we won't be able to compete with others for it," the old man beside him quickly advised.
The reason why the Blood Sect, the Black Skull Tomb, and the Heavenly Serpent Mansion have remained silent and not participated in the bidding is not simply because they are not interested in those small fry. The more important reason is that they are vying for the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill. If they couldn't resist spending money on these things and ended up missing out on it, they would regret it immensely.
What was supposed to be an auction felt like an insurmountable challenge to those vying for the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill.
"What's there to be afraid of? Father has already made preparations. Even if someone else wins the bid, it will be ours sooner or later!" Fan Ling sneered.
"But that's still not foolproof. If the news leaks, it would really be a case of losing more than you gain..."
"I will make my own decision on this matter, Elder Luo, please rest assured," Fan Ling said coldly, appearing indifferent.
On the crystal platform, the auctioneer was eloquently explaining the many wonderful uses of this item to the VIPs in the VIP room, almost exaggerating this mere low-level Xuan-rank flying combat skill into something as extraordinary as the bone wings of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.
"Whoosh!"
Judging from the auctioneer's words, the crowd realized that this was not something they could afford to bid on. So some people started to have wicked thoughts. One hero immediately took the initiative. He used his agility and fighting skills to fly out like an arrow, trying to snatch the scroll from the auctioneer's hand.
Before the man could even get close to the crystal platform, he suddenly exploded, much to the auctioneer's dismay, causing blood to splatter everywhere, but not a single drop landed on the crystal platform.
The men from the Eight Doors, dressed in black, came out methodically to clean up the bloodstains, and finished cleaning them in no time.
"Hehe, some friends always get carried away. Let me give you all a piece of advice: don't take your lives so lightly," the old man said with a smile. "Flying Combat Skill: Thunder Bat Wings, starting price one million gold coins!"
Yun Congxin glanced indifferently at a certain spot in the auction house and murmured to himself, "A four-star Dou Huang, his strength is average. With Yao Ye's talent, he should be able to compete with him after struggling in the Black Corner Region for about ten years."
Many forces fought over the Thunder Bat Wings for a long time, but it was finally won by the young sect leader of the Blood Sect for a sky-high price of two million gold coins.
The old man on the crystal platform was grinning from ear to ear. He took out the next item and introduced it, "Hehe, the next item is very rare and mysterious. Even we haven't figured out what it's for. However, after examination by experts from my Black Seal Auction House, it should be a fragment of some kind of treasure map."
Not clear, should, fragments.
You might as well just call it garbage!
Boos erupted in the auction hall. Even with the composure of a seasoned auctioneer, the old man felt somewhat embarrassed. He could only bite the bullet and try to make grand promises to motivate everyone as much as possible.
"It's finally here!" Yun Congxin's spirits lifted. He looked at the ancient piece of cloth below, his heart filled with joy, but his face still maintained a calm and composed expression.
"That's... a fragment of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame Diagram!" Xiao Yan recognized what it was. There were two more pieces of the same cloth in his storage ring, which made his eyes burn with desire.
"Don't get so excited, or someone will notice," Yun Congxin said to Xiao Yan through telepathic communication using his fighting spirit.
Xiao Yan realized his loss of composure and quickly took a deep breath to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
"Is this rag very important to you?" Yun Congxin continued to use his battle qi to transmit his voice, pretending to know nothing.
Of course it's important. Yun Congxin pretended to be a Dou Wang, had Gu He refine pills, and feigned friendship with those who were so much lower in rank than him. He even spent money to bid on so many trinkets, all in order to quietly acquire the fragment of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame map!
He couldn't let others see his Dou Zong strength, lest he attract the attention of other Dou Zongs, nor did he want to secretly take the fragment of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame Map, lest Xiao Yan fail to see his good intentions.
"Don't make any rash moves, leave everything to me." Seeing Xiao Yan's eagerness yet forced secretive nod, Yun Congxin smiled.
On the crystal stand, the old man had already stated the starting price, but no one made a bid. He could only continue to try and find the right words to prevent the item from going unsold.
"Look at the patterns on this fragment of the map, so profound and mysterious. And look at this fabric, it's incredibly old. Although we don't know what this treasure map hides, an ancient artifact can't be anything ordinary, right? If we're lucky enough to obtain the complete map, perhaps what it hides will shock the entire Dou Qi Continent..."
"Old man, even a random stone I pick up outside is quite old!"
Someone shouted something that made everyone burst into laughter.
Just as the old man's expression grew increasingly grim, Yun Congxin, as usual, held up a sign: "100,000 gold coins."
"He really is just a junk collector. Only collectors like him would want this kind of thing..." Given the previous setup, Fan Ling didn't perceive the item's extraordinary nature as keenly as the original text suggested. He saw Yun Congxin raise his paddle, offering 100,000 gold coins for a potentially useless piece of junk, and couldn't help but scoff.
"Only alchemists can be so wealthy and powerful. After this auction, I must make friends with these two lecherous brothers," Fan Ling muttered to himself.
Having finally avoided a failed auction, the old man visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed to the VIP room where Yun Congxin was to express his gratitude, and then quickly brought down the gavel.
"Sold! Congratulations to this customer!"