Chapter 570 - 258: Not Quite What I Imagined? (2)

Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth into a slight smile.

The first battle upon returning from his studies was such a grand scene, it really got the blood boiling!

However, speaking of this auction...

Why does it feel different from how it was described in novels I used to read?

According to the web novels I read in my previous life, auctions that the protagonist participates in are full of scheming and bluffing.

Sometimes, when both sides are fighting over an item to the point where real fire emerges, they would reveal their identities or release their own aura to force the other side to give them face.

In some less formal small auctions, there might even be fights breaking out on the spot.

As for now...

Lu Wenwu glanced at the "tense and exciting" auction scene.

The lot projected in the center was an Immortal Ancient Relic Flying Sword, looking ancient and grand, heavy and rugged, with a rush of primordial evil qi emanating from it.

It’s described as originating from an ancient tomb, a burial item of a late-stage Divinity Transformation True Venerable. When activated, it can release a power comparable to a full-strength attack from a mid-stage Divinity Transformation Sword Cultivator, with its internal power remaining sufficient for two or three uses.

These ancient treasures are mostly disposable, a product of powerful flying bricks that can’t be recharged.

Even so, buying one as a trump card is still excellent; no one would complain about having too many methods.

Having such an item might just allow a counter-kill at the brink of death.

The constantly jumping numbers above the auction item represented the current bids, clear and easy to understand.

The entire auction process could be described as monotonous.

After the auctioneer announced the starting price, interested bidders would start pressing their bidding devices in front of them, with each increment not less than 1 upper-grade Spirit Stone.

The opening Immortal Ancient Relic only accepted bids in upper-grade Spirit Stones, no amount of middle or low-grade Spirit Stones would work.

There was no atmosphere setup, no so-called emotional tug-of-war; the auctioneer simply smiled and announced which seat’s bidder was bidding, and at what price.

And marked the current prices for everyone’s reference.

It can be said that aside from the pricing alert sounds and the auctioneer’s continuous quotes, the venue was remarkably quiet.

There were at most some low murmurs, but very small, with no heated quarrels appearing.

Even those Demon Venerables and Demon Gods, who sneaked in, were honestly bidding according to the rules, without making any intense moves.

Some unknown bosses, due to various reasons, simply didn’t come and directly sent trusted subordinates or disciples, or directly entrusted the Celestial Secret Tower staff, participating remotely through the Ten Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Talisman.

Quite similar to telephonic proxy bidding from Blue Star in my previous life.

Seeing this very civilized scene, Lu Wenwu felt very strange in his heart.

Thinking it over carefully...

It makes sense.

Those who came are basically "Righteous Dao" people with some identities and stature. They’re either sect leaders or accomplished cultivators. How could they act like unruly riffraff shouting and yelling?

That would be too uncultured, too unruly.

Moreover, who knows which Immortal might be squatting among the bidders?

If accidentally angered the other party, would one have to cower inside Celestial Secret City all life long, never stepping out?

In the Cultivation World, no one talks to you about laws and regulations; whoever has the bigger fist is the truth.

The price of the Immortal Ancient Relic steadily rising, having soared to 396 upper-grade Spirit Stones, this first item’s contention had entered the white-hot stage.

But Lu Wenwu already felt a bit bored waiting.

The gift manual had recorded hundreds of auction items before. How long would it take to go through these one by one?

So, to Lou Yuwei’s astonished gaze, Lu Wenwu closed his eyes and entered a series of "0"s on the bid device.

With a crisp "ding" sound, Lu Wenwu’s bid succeeded.

The young auctioneer was stunned, looking at the newly popped-up number three times before looking towards Lu Wenwu’s direction with slight excitement, gesturing:

"One thousand! Mr. from Room A-413 bid one thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones! One thousand, is there anyone higher?"

The entire auction hall suddenly fell silent, with gazes from all directions turning towards Lu Wenwu’s direction.

Even Lou Yuwei’s look at him became peculiar.

About five seconds later, another prompt sounded.

The young auctioneer’s voice, with some laughter, broadcasted again: "One thousand two hundred! Box 29 bids..."

"Ding!"

The sudden prompt interrupted the auctioneer’s quote again.

This time, even the well-experienced auctioneer was stunned for a moment before re-broadcasting and updating the price.

"Three thousand! Mr. from Room A-413 bids three thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones!"

This time, the entire auction hall truly fell silent.

Followed by massive whispers and murmurs, mixed with some cultivation realm curses that would likely be censored.

In such a grand auction at Celestial Secret Tower, no one would have the guts to bid recklessly.

With at least dozens of Divinity Transformation True Venerables from the Immortal Dao Alliance in attendance, plus countless Nascent Soul Great Cultivators, Demon Venerables, and Demon Gods...

Foolishly bidding to fool them would mean enduring the wrath of all these individuals together.

Truly must do what cannot be lived, cannot die.

Therefore, the truth is only one.

Who the hell is this frivolous rich second generation who doesn’t count Spirit Stones as Spirit Stones coming from some corner of nowhere!

Those Divinity Transformation True Venerables, who brought spoiled scions to life, were beginning to be suspected.

Lou Yuwei looked at Lu Wenwu, who was leisurely sipping blueberry juice, voice slightly trembling: "Fellow Daoist... I know your... your Immortal Farmer Sect is rich in valuable rare Spirit Plants. But... but... even with Spirit Stones, you shouldn’t spend like this! This is too..."

"No worries." Lu Wenwu took out another chilled blueberry and began munching, "Chump change."

For him, who inherited the abundant assets of the Dragon Race, it was indeed chump change.

Even prying a piece off the Dragon Mansion gate exceeds what he just spent.

Just the other day, he swept nearly half the street’s merchandise at Celestial Secret City’s commercial street, with the Celestial Fire Demon God still working alongside Mao Mao to help him sort things out in Dragon Mansion.

However, even so, according to the spending standards of the Dragon Race, Lu Wenwu’s spending means...

’Child, you’ve really suffered all these years outside, pinching pennies like this. Why are you so reluctant to spend Spirit Stones on yourself?’

The Old Dragon Emperor would certainly say so.

Yet Lu Wenwu considered it chump change.

Lou Yuwei definitely did not think so.

This is a whole three thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones!

In their Beast Taming Sect, this is enough to buy two late-stage Nascent Soul Spirit Beasts!

How can this still be chump change?

Lou Yuwei, always considering himself modestly well-off, began doubting life.

"Three thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones, first time."

"Is there anyone higher?"

"Are there any other offers?"

"Three thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones, second time."

The auctioneer called out a few more times.

Seeing no further bids, he did not drag it out, decisively bringing down the hammer for the third time.

"Three thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones, third time!"

"Congratulations to Mr. from Room A-413 for the successful bid, the item is yours."

"Next is the second item of our grand auction, a fourth-grade elixir from Alchemy Master Grass and Wood Pill Venerable – the Dragon and Tiger Harmony Fetal Breath Pill."

"This elixir is the result of Grass and Wood Pill Venerable’s painstaking research for 146 years, capable of increasing the Spiritual Power strength of late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators into the Divinity Transformation Stage by three-tenths, and its effects have been certified by both the Elixir Medicine Alliance and Immortal Dao Alliance."

As the auctioneer introduced, a brownish-red elixir with Dragon and Tiger Harmony signs appeared in the projection.

Along with it, waves of rich and intoxicating elixir fragrance spread out.

"The second item of our grand auction – Dragon and Tiger Harmony Fetal Breath Pill, starting bid – two hundred upper-grade Spirit Stones, gentlemen, you may begin to bid..."

Before the auctioneer’s words fell, a number directly popped out from the bid projection.

"Mr. from Room A-413, bid... two thousand upper-grade Spirit Stones!"