God Emperor

Chapter 1829: Auction

“Master?”

All of the cultivators in the private rooms were surprised.

“It’s an Array Master.”

“There were a lot of light circuits in his gaze earlier. All of them came together and condensed into a Fatal Array, which wounded me across the distance.”

Luo Yi took out a sacred pill the size of a dragon’s eye and swallowed it into his mouth as he started to meditate.

That gaze had injured his Saint Heart.

On the first floor of the Tianjue Pavilion.

The figure standing in front of King Daxi, Xie Canghai, and the rest, was named Mister Godcliff.

There was a soft sound of surprise from Mister Godcliff’s mouth.

“What’s wrong, Mister?” King Daxi asked.

Mister Godcliff smiled. “Interesting, to think there’s such a powerful spiritual master in the Tianjue Pavilion.”

To be able to withstand his Gaze of Divine Light and not die, that meant the other party was formidable.

The Drifter looked in the same direction as Mister Godcliff and appeared to be in deep thought before he said, “That person is indeed a spiritual power master. Hua Cangying has suffered humiliation under his powers.”

A cold sneer rang out as a handsome yet bizarre man asked, “Cangying, what’s going on?”

This handsome man, was Jueyan Hu, Hua Cangying’s elder senior, and was an elite of the Halls of Deific Scions.

He may look young, but he was actually an ancient monster and had been cultivating for more than five thousand years.

As it was not human, Jueyan Hu’s life was much longer than most human Supreme Saints.

Immediately after, Hua Cangying told the whole event to him.

After listening to it, Jueyan Hu let out laughter born out of anger. “To think that there are such insolent folks in this world, and did not put the Hall of Deific Scions in their eyes. It seems like they have not suffered much before, and I would need to fix that by giving them a very expensive lesson.”

Mister Godcliff stopped Jueyan Hu and said, “Brother Jueyan, let’s talk business first.”

“All right, I’ll deal with them later.”

While Jueyan Hu’s seniority was high, and his cultivation base mercurial, but before Mister Godcliff, he was still a little more restrained. He restrained his aura and followed behind Mister Godcliff, as they headed to the private room on the fifth floor.

Zhang Ruochen gently touched his chin as he looked at the group of extraordinary cultivators and said to himself, “Could it be them who are planning to act against the Eastern Region Saint King Manor?”

“But how did they manage to rope in an Array Master? What sort of things is in the Eastern Region Saint King Manor that was worth an Array Master personally showing up?”

With the present, even if the Godstone was really with the Drifter and the Wayfarer, Zhang Ruochen could never take it back.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen was worried that they would strike first instead.

An Array Master, alongside powerful ancient monsters like Xie Canghai and Jueyan Hu, and they could completely ignore the rules of Tianjue Pavilion.

“Let’s go.” Zhang Ruochen made a decision.

It was obviously delusional if he wanted to walk straight out of Tianjue Pavilion. Only by using the Dimensional Teleportation Array would they be able to leave as fast as possible.

Zhang Ruochen was inscribing the runes of space within the private room to set up the teleportation array.

At this moment, a beautiful woman in purple robes stood on the sacred jade platform at the center of the Tianjue Pavilion.

She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but her cultivation level had already reached the rank of a Seven-step Saint King.

She was named Zi Lan.

Zi Lan was tall with a long neck and white skin. “It’s auction time. The treasures that will be auctioned tonight are rarer than the ones before. Have you readied your Saint Stones?” she asked with a smile.

“The Saint Stones are ready, but isn’t the key to see what kind of treasure Tianjue Pavilion is putting on sale?”

“Are there any hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicines for us to see tonight?” a cultivator on the first-floor hall asked.

Zi Lan smiled gently. “Treasures much more precious than a hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicine will appear on the auction table.”

No one knew if Zi Lan had simple jested, or there was a veritable treasure that would indeed be put on auction. Regardless, a single short ‘treasure more precious than a hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicine’ was enough to whet the appetite of many cultivators present.

“Big Brother, do you think it’s true or not that the Tianjue Pavilion can pull out a treasure more precious than a hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicine? would it be a Supreme Sacred Artifact or a Divine Medicine?” Xiang Chunan kept licking his lips.

Zhang Ruochen was inscribing the teleportation array and ignored him.

The first treasure was placed on the suspended sacred jade platform.

The treasure was placed in a transparent crystal box, it was a roll of black bamboo slips.

Zi Lan began to introduce the treasure. “This is an intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art treasure, The Seal of Annihilation.”

This sentence alone was enough to get the cultivators below to gasp loudly as many were excited and shocked in equal measure.

An Intermediate-level Saint Art was divided into three categories: normal, Jingmiao, and Tongxuan.

The vast majority of the Saint Kings cultivated only normal intermediate-level Saint Arts.

If they were able to master an Intermediate-level Jingmiao Saint Art, when fighting a cultivator of the same realm, they would have a massive advantage over their foe.

An Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art was even more remarkable. By mastering any single technique from that level, a cultivator would almost definitely be qualified to fight beyond realms.

For example, the Eleventh Palm of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm was an Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art, which was extremely powerful. Within the same realm, there was almost no one that could match it.

The higher one’s cultivation level, the Saint Path Precepts cultivated would be more, and the advantage a cultivator that had mastered an Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art would be even greater.

But an Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art was not available to every sect.

So it was not inconceivable that those sects without Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Arts would definitely go crazy for it and purchase The Seal of Annihilation tome no matter how much Saint Stones they would need to spend.

This was a strategic-level treasure, and not only it would be able to enhance one’s own strength, but also the strength of an entire sect as well.

But, Zi Lan’s next words immediately doused the fiery gaze of the cultivators present.

“The Seal of Annihilation tome is incomplete. There are only mental techniques and a move set manual, but there is no Saint Qi circulation diagram. You will need to explore and make up for it yourself.”

One needed to know that every Saint technique had different Saint Qi circulation pathways.

Zi Lan’s finger tapped on the surface of the transparent crystal box.

A surge of Saint Qi penetrated into the bamboo slips.

Whoosh!!

Suddenly, blast mist rushed out of the bamboo slips.

The mist condensed into dozens of human shadows and performed a variety of exquisite seal techniques. But these demonstrations were only for a moment before they disappeared.

“The Seal of Annihilation tome that details Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint Art; its starting price is 30 million Saint Stones, and each increase in the bid shall be no less than than 1 million Saint Stones.”

“Thirty-five million Saint Stones.”

“Thirty-six million Saint Stones.”

...

After dozens of rounds of bidding, in the end, The Seal of Annihilation was bought by a female Devilkin cultivator from the private room on the third floor for 170 million Saint Stones.

This was an authentic work of Intermediate Tongxuan Saint Art and was not a rub-copied version. So it had great research value, and even if it was incomplete, it could still be sold at a very high price.

“If the first item on auction is already an Intermediate-level Tongxuan Saint item, the treasures that come after it will not be cheap.”

“Perhaps, there are really treasures even more precious than a hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicine.”

...

The atmosphere of the entire Tianjue Pavilion was boiling with excitement.

After the second auction item was presented, many of the cultivators in Tianjue Pavilion exclaimed once again, as a look of avarice appeared in the eyes of many cultivators.

It was a ninety-thousand-year-old sacred medicine, a Greater Sunjade Fruit. Even if it was directly refined and absorbed, it could greatly improve the cultivation level of a cultivator, and strengthen their body. If it was used to create a sacred pill, its value would be even greater.

After a brief introduction, Zi Lan said, “The starting price is 40 million Saint Stones. And the increase in each bid shall be no less than 1 million Saint Stones.

“Forty million Saint Stones.”

“Forty-three million Saint Stones.”

...

The difference in price between a ninety-thousand-year-old sacred medicine and a hundred-thousand-year-old one, even though there was only a difference of ten thousand years, the value fetched was heaven and earth.

Of course, a ninety-thousand-year-old sacred medicine was still very precious, especially for a Nine-step Saint King, as it would allow the accumulation of a Nine-step Saint King to be even more powerful.

The deeper one’s accumulation was, it would be easier to cultivate to the realm of Precept Domain and form one’s immortal body.

In the end, the Greater Sunjade Fruit was bought by the Drifter of the Fane of Youshen at the price of 100 million Saint Stones, and no one dared to raise the bid.

The Drifter’s cultivation level was extremely high, and he was preparing to cultivate the realm of Precept Domain, and would naturally not let go of this Greater Sunjade Fruit.

Zhang Ruochen was finally done creating the layout of a basic teleportation array, as he let out a long sigh and said, “It is really tiring trying to create a temporary teleportation array. It seems like it is time to refine the Dimensional Teleportation Array Print.

The so-called Dimensional Teleportation Array Print was to inscribe the teleportation array onto a picture scroll.

When people needed to use it, they could deploy the scroll, and the teleportation array would appear. It could send Zhang Ruochen to hundreds of thousands or even millions of miles away.

For a cultivator of space, the Dimensional Teleportation Array Print was probably the best way for self-preservation.

In the past, Zhang Ruochen’s attainments of space were not enough, and could not refine a Dimensional Teleportation Array Print, but now, there was a possibility of successful refinement.

By deploying a teleportation array, meant that he could attack while advancing, or defend while retreating, and so Zhang Ruochen made a determined decision.

At this moment, the sacred jade platform was putting the sixth item on for auction.

The items auctioned were packed in jade bottles engraved with inscriptions, and the number of jade bottles on sale was actually thirty.

“What is being auctioned?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Xiang Chunan was obviously not interested in the auction item and said, “Tears of... something something...”

“Tears of the Void,” Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen was stunned for a bit before revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

The reason why he had not helped the Ancient Abyssal Blade condense its sword spirit was that the number of Tears of the Void was insufficient. For him to run into such a difficult-to-find item in Tianjue Pavilion, how would he let them pass him by?

There were thirty drops of Tears of the Void that Tianjue Pavilion was auctioning.

At this moment, the price of thirty drops of Tears of the Void had already been raised to 170 million Saint Stones.

“Two hundred million Saint Stones.” Zhang Ruochen raised the bid.

Many cultivators looked to the private room on the north side and knew that there was a very domineering powerhouse in that room with many masters around him, so no one dared to provoke him.

All of the sounds of bidding died down within Tianjue Pavilion, and the place became silent.

Zi Lan stood on the suspended sacred jade platform, and glanced at the private room on the north side of the fifth floor and asked, “Two hundred million Saint Stones; are there any higher bids?”

There were no calls for raising the bid after a while.

Just as Zi Lan was about to announce it as “sold”, Hua Cangying’s voice rang out from the private room on the east side of the fifth floor. “Three hundred million Saint Stones.”

A playful smile appeared on the faces of the cultivators within the Tianjue Pavilion.

Since when did Hua Cangying want to buy the Tears of the Void, and was obviously jacking up the price to avenge the humiliation he suffered earlier.

For him to add 100 million Saint Stones in a single bid was such a dastardly move.

Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply, as an icy glint appeared in his eyes, as he raised the bid. “Three hundred and fifty million Saint Stones.”