Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5048  Tit-For-Tat

Thirty-nine True Treasures had been auctioned, and in the end, there was only one treasure left.

The last treasure was also a Canglian Pill.

Qing Ling held it in her palm, not even having the chance to announce the starting bid before a lazy, refined voice preempted her.

"700 million."

The entire hall erupted in astonishment. All the Yan Immortals, even the lords of the Heavenly Realms, turned their attention to the third-floor space.

Directly surpassing the starting price by 100 million was equivalent to telling the other Yan Immortals that this final Canglian Pill was a must-have.

Qing Ling became nervous. She knew this bidder was not from Guhai City but belonged to the Shangjun Sect.

Bang!

In the space belonging to Guhai City, the young master was furious, smashing the jade chair beside him.

"Is the Shangjun Sect looking for death?"

"Young Master, we can't give up on this last pill," an elder Yan Immortal said nervously.

"No need for your reminder," he said sternly, then made his bid.

"750 million!"

Immediately after, the languid and elegant voice sounded again.

"800 million."

The Eternal Wushuang Auction House was dead silent, all the Yan Immortals and even the lords of the Heaven Regions looked towards the third floor.

This was just the first round of bidding, and it had already exceeded the price of the previous pill.

However, this was not the end but the beginning.

"830 million!"

"850 million."

"880 million!"

"900 million."

The hall fell into a dead silence. After all the Yan Immortals heard this number, they all revealed an indescribable expression.

900 million, it had exceeded the previous record of 100 million for an Emperor-grade by a significant margin.

100 million Black Mountain Crystals were enough for a large sect to use for tens of thousands of years, if not longer.

This had gone beyond imagination.

At this moment, within the space where the visitors from Guhai City had arrived, a sense of restlessness had taken hold.

The young master who was supposed to win was suppressed by this price.

Guhai City, with its 13 Heavenly Regions, could muster at most 800 million Black Mountain Crystals. But now, the price of this Emperor-grade had far surpassed that, reaching a staggering 900 million.

Despite his anger, the young master could do nothing.

His chest heaved, his eyes betraying his disappointment.

Just then, the field of Yan power rippled, and a servant girl gracefully entered the space.

She curtsied slightly and softly said, "Lord Cui has a message: you can bid freely, no matter how high the price goes. In the end, this pill belongs to Guhai City."

The young master of Guhai City trembled all over, his expression changing from fury to relief.

Beside him, an elder Yan Immortal bowed and said, "In that case, we are truly grateful to Lord Cui for his kind consideration. Guhai City's 13 Heavenly Regions express our deepest gratitude."

The servant girl nodded and departed.

The young master felt the weight lift from his shoulders and gazed at the central hall once more, his expression returning to one of confidence.

"1 billion!"

The hall, once silent, erupted into a cacophony. They were all stunned.

A 1 billion bid shattered the record of the Eternal Wushuang Auction House, which had stood for 20,000 years. And this was not the end.

Just when all the Ascendant practitioners believed the final price would be 1 billion, the space that had been silent for so long announced another bid.

"1.1 billion."

The Yan Immortals could not hide their expressions anymore. 1.1 billion Black Mountain Crystals was beyond their imagination.

"1.2 billion!"

A clear and decisive bid once again shook the thoughts of the Immortals.

"Young Master, we can't go any higher. The maximum price our sect can bear is 1.2 billion. We can't continue to bid."

In the third-floor space, a shadow spoke in a hushed tone, growing anxious in his words.

Standing confidently in a golden and blue embroidered robe, a young nobleman slowly closed his eyes.

"1.2 billion, 1.2 billion…That's 1.2 billion."

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The shadow whispered, "Master, let's temporarily yield the Emperor-grade pill to them this time. We can come back in 500 years, and then we'll only need half the price to get one."

"But I'm not willing..." the young man sighed deeply.

In the center of the hall, Qing Ling, without leaving a trace, let out a sigh of relief. The final bid of twelve billion came from Ancient Sea City.

This meant that her goal had been achieved.

"In that case, the final Canglian Pill will be awarded to the 13 Heavenly Regions of Guhai City..."

Before the sentence could be completed, ripples suddenly spread through the third floor.

Then, the barrier dissipated, and over a dozen Yan Immortals from the Shangjun Sect descended from the sky, arriving at the center of the hall.

Seeing this, Qing Ling's heart tightened. She hastily put away the Sandalwood Black Box and took a few steps back, vigilantly watching the newcomers.

Immediately after, the dozen or so Yan Immortals of Guhai City also stepped into the air and stood opposite the Shangjun Sect.

As their eyes met, the young master of Guhai City spoke coldly, "What, couldn't agree on the bid, so you want to use force?"

The young nobleman from the Shangjun Sect smiled faintly, "No, no, you've misunderstood me. I'm here just to verify something."

He then turned to Qing Ling, "Miss Qing Ling, I would like to verify something."

"Of course," Qing Ling nodded, though she was somewhat puzzled.

"What I want to verify is whether Guhai City can really produce 1.2 billion Black Mountain Crystals. If not, then what should be done?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall erupted in noise again.

The elders of Ancient Sea City all had changed expressions and grew nervous.

This time at the auction, they had brought only 800 million Black Mountain Crystals, far from the required 1.2 billion.

Now, facing such a threat, they had no solution at all.

Guhai City's young master's face was cold, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Seeing this change, the young master of the Shangjun Sect smiled secretly. "Oh, you can't produce it? Then what's the plan?"

Then, he turned to look at Qing Ling. "Miss Qing Ling, what should we do if we can't come up with a corresponding bid?"

Qing Ling's expression changed. She understood the seriousness of the situation but did not dare to speak out recklessly. "Umm..."

In the next moment, a voice, full of confidence and arrogance, resounded, silencing the entire bustling hall.

"How can it be impossible to produce the corresponding bid? You, kid from Guhai City, continue."

All the Immortals looked up and saw a figure in black and gold attire descending from the sky. He waved his hand, and a storage pouch fell from the sky.

The young master of Guhai City's face lit up as he caught the pouch.

Seeing the appearance of this figure, all the Yan Immortals exclaimed.

Seeing this figure's appearance, all the Immortals let out a collective exclamation. They all knew that this fellow, dressed in black and gold attire with a surly expression, was Cui Jing, the third-in-command of the Eternal Wushuang Auction House.

His sudden appearance added a new layer of complexity to the situation.

All the Yan Immortals from the Shangjun Sect slowly retreated a step, and the young nobleman's eyes narrowed, his expression growing more subtle.