PFC Why aren't you bidding anymore in Chapter 179? Don't you like it?
Why aren't you bidding anymore in Chapter 179? Don't you like it?
Imperial Treasure Pavilion Auction House.
One exhibit after another came into view, each different and dazzling.
"Next up for auction is a Grade 6 spiritual elixir, the Tiger Bone Pill."
"This pill is made from the tendons and bones of a sixth-tier demon beast, the Purple Lightning Tiger, and thirteen kinds of century-old spiritual herbs. It has miraculous healing effects and can greatly cure or alleviate most hidden ailments."
"The starting bid is 300 low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 100 spirit stones higher."
A pretty maid was carrying a tray with a small green bottle on it.
For martial artists, some hidden ailments and aftereffects of training are perfectly normal.
Therefore, healing pills, especially high-quality elixirs, have always been in high demand but scarce on the market, with even a single pill being extremely difficult to obtain.
"It's Tiger Bone Pill! This pill hasn't appeared for many years; it's a rare find."
"Five hundred spirit stones!"
"........"
Immediately, a series of urgent shouts came from below the stage.
Especially for those martial artists who suffer from chronic ailments, Tiger Bone Pills are exactly what they urgently need on this trip.
"Father needs this healing elixir!"
Upon learning of the effects of Tiger Bone Pill, Li Nanzhi's eyes lit up with joy.
Her father, Prince Rui, had suffered several hidden injuries on the battlefield in previous years, which had not healed despite treatment, and his health was deteriorating, causing her great anxiety.
This was also her main purpose in participating in the auction.
Thinking of her, she couldn't wait to shout out a price, "Seven hundred spirit stones!"
Unfortunately, it was immediately drowned out by other sounds, without even a ripple.
Moreover, the price was quickly raised to 1,300 spirit stones.
Seeing the crowd still bidding higher and higher, Li Nanzhi's delicate face flashed with disappointment, and she secretly clenched her slender white hands.
She carried a thousand low-grade spirit stones, which was more than half of the Prince Rui's savings, but she still couldn't compete with the disciples of those powerful sects.
Noticing the girl's unusual behavior, Li Wudao tilted his head slightly and asked, "Do you really need that pill?"
Li Nanzhi nodded, her voice barely audible, "My father's health is very poor. This pill should help him, but I didn't bring that many spirit stones with me today..."
The girl became increasingly hesitant as she spoke, and her head drooped involuntarily.
She knew very well that even if she brought all the spirit stones in the entire Prince Rui's mansion, it would probably be difficult to bid for this bottle of Tiger Bone Pills.
Seeing this, Li Wudao sighed inwardly and said loudly, "Two thousand spirit stones."
The whole audience was silent.
The crowd looked on with suspicion and whispered among themselves.
This asking price far exceeds the value of the Tiger Bone Pill itself. Even if they have no shortage of spirit stones, they don't want to be ripped off.
"Two thousand spirit stones per time."
"........"
"Congratulations, Mr. Li, on winning the bid for this bottle of Tiger Bone Pills."
The hostess personally handed the pill to him, and Li Wudao casually stuffed it into Li Nanzhi's hand.
"Cousin, is this for me?"
Li Nanzhi glanced down at the small emerald green bottle, a look of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Two thousand low-grade spirit stones is no small sum. She didn't expect her cousin to bid on it without even blinking. He was truly wealthy and generous.
"if not."
Li Wudao shrugged, his expression unchanged.
With the investment return system at his disposal, two thousand spirit stones were just a drop in the ocean.
"Cousin... thank you!"
Li Nanzhi gripped the pill tightly, took a deep breath, and thanked him with burning eyes.
“Your aunt used to take good care of me, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
Li Wudao shook his head.
Now, his only blood relatives are his father and Princess Rui.
They treated him very well, so naturally he couldn't mistreat them.
The next items up for auction were mostly "ordinary" things, at least in Li Wudao's eyes, and he had no interest in them whatsoever.
Time passes little by little.
He even got so bored that he started to doze off, feeling completely drowsy.
Meanwhile, the green-haired turtle was already sprawled out, fast asleep, with a snot bubble hanging from its nose, its size fluctuating with each breath.
"Now, let me proudly introduce this item: a low-grade Heavenly Rank spiritual weapon, the Azure Glass Sword!"
The sword is three feet and six inches long, and its entire body is a translucent blue-green color, like the water of a spring river, shimmering with a subtle and profound light.
Upon hearing the words "Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact," the silent hall suddenly erupted in laughter.
Many people instinctively stood up, staring intently at the dazzling sword on the stage, unable to see anything else.
"It's actually a low-grade Heaven-rank spiritual weapon?! This is an unparalleled divine weapon. None of the major families in the imperial city possess one, and only the Emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty has one."
"The Imperial Treasure Pavilion is actually willing to put such a magical artifact up for auction; that's quite a generous move!"
"Have the clan leader prepare another two thousand spirit stones and bring the deeds to several shops. We must bid for this Azure Glass Sword at any cost!"
The members of the major families in the capital city all had flushed faces and were in high spirits.
Heaven knows what a Heaven-rank spiritual weapon means to them.
Whichever family obtains it will be no less powerful than a nuclear bomb, enough to change the existing power structure and place them above other families.
Even though it was a second-rate sect like Biyun Sect, all the disciples were extremely envious.
The best weapons these people possessed were only of the middle grade of the Earth rank, except for the eldest brother, Wang Bin, who had a low grade of the Heaven rank spiritual weapon.
Most of the other Heavenly-grade spiritual artifacts are held by sect elders and peak masters, and ordinary disciples have no chance of obtaining them.
"The starting bid for the Azure Glass Sword is two thousand low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least five hundred higher."
The voice just fell.
A deep, resonant voice rang out from below the stage, eager to answer: "I will offer four thousand spirit stones!"
The one who shouted was the head of the Liu family, whose family's influence ranked among the top five in the capital and whose members were extremely wealthy.
After that shout, more than 90% of the people present fell silent. This was beyond their purchasing power, and they could only watch helplessly.
"Five thousand low-grade spirit stones."
Suddenly, a detached yet arrogant voice rang out.
It is Wang Xu, the head of the Wang family!
He slowly stood up, stared at the Liu clan chief who was still about to bid, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Clan chief Liu, your Liu family cannot handle this Azure Glass Sword. I advise you not to make trouble for yourself."
His voice carried an undisguised threat.
"........."
Threatened in public, the Liu family patriarch's face darkened.
But when he thought of the Wang family's power, he felt a wave of discouragement. After struggling for a few breaths, he reluctantly remained silent.
The Liu family's peak combat strength consisted of only two early-stage Martial Kings.
The Wang family, on the surface, has at least four low-level Martial Kings, with vastly different combat strengths.
Seeing this, Wang Xu became smug, raising his head high, practically glaring at the sky.
After remaining silent for a long time, Shen Ming could no longer stand it and sneered, "If the Liu family can't handle this, what about my Shen family?"
He deeply despised Wang Xu, that bullying scoundrel, especially since this guy had offended Junior Brother Li, so he naturally didn't mind intervening.
"Young Master Shen, what do you mean...?"
Wang Xu's expression hardened slightly, and he said with a forced smile, "This is the Imperial Treasure Pavilion Auction House. Whoever wins the bid must rely on their own abilities. Using the Shen family and the Xuantian Sect to pressure me won't work."
He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was panicking.
There was no other way; a low-grade Heavenly Rank spiritual artifact was of paramount importance and would be of immeasurable value to the Wang family, so they had to acquire it no matter what.
Moreover, since they had already offended Shen Ming and had no way out, they might as well take a gamble.
"Alright, then let's each rely on our own abilities."
To Wang Xu's surprise, Shen Ming did not lose his temper; he merely gave him a cold glance, which reassured him somewhat.
If the Wang family were to win the bid for this Heaven-Rank Spiritual Artifact, they might very well be qualified to compete with the Shen family.
"Six thousand spirit stones."
Shen Ming said calmly.
"Seven thousand spirit stones!"
"........."
At this moment, only the bidding voices of two people could be heard throughout the entire venue.
But gradually, Shen Ming, who had been calm, frowned slightly and began to feel some strain.
As a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect, he naturally had no shortage of spirit stones. However, he had consumed a lot of them when he broke through a few days ago, and now he only had a little over seven thousand spirit stones left.
He never expected that Wang Xu would act so recklessly that he would eventually mortgage even the clan's mines and shops.
"The patriarch can sell more than half of the clan's assets, totaling 14,000 spirit stones. Young Master Shen, are you sure you want to continue arguing with the patriarch?"
Wang Xu looked at him provocatively, with an air of certainty.
Upon hearing this, Shen Ming frowned, his expression shifting uncertainly.
Although he was groomed to be the successor of the Shen family, he did not have the right to sell off the family's assets without prior consultation with the elders.
Moreover, he already possesses a more powerful mid-grade Heaven-rank spiritual weapon, and he doesn't have that strong desire in his heart, which is what troubles him the most.
"Haha, since Young Master Shen has given up, then this Azure Glass Sword belongs to the current head of the family."
Wang Xu laughed heartily.
Just when he thought victory was assured, a clear, pleasant voice suddenly rang out from the front of the silent hall:
"Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones."
One stone caused a thousand waves.
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone looked in the direction of the voice with shocked expressions, their eyes wide with astonishment.
Li Wudao slowly stood up.
With a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth, he stared intently at Wang Xu, whose smile was gradually freezing, with an expression of absolute dominance.
"Master Wang, why have you stopped bidding? Don't you like it?"