Millennium Tension

The auction is getting hotter because tonight's items are sponsored by many parties to welcome exploration tomorrow morning. From the precious pills, herbs, special techniques, weapons, and life-saving treasures that are the most targeted tonight.

The bidding war is also getting hotter because the bidders do not want to lose, even carrying around the name of their backing so that others can give face.

"160,000! I'm Lian Delan from Crossing Moon Sect, I hope you give me a face!" A young man exclaimed loudly.

"Huh! Who wants to give you a face? 165,000! I am Zhu Chun the young master of the Zhu family!" The other man continued with higher bidding.

"Hahaha! We meet again, the person who claims to be a famous young master. 168,000!"

Zhu Chun was aware of the gratuitous person he had met at the entrance to the city before now sitting not far from him. "Hey! You bum! Where can you get that much money! 200,000!"

The item being auctioned at the moment was a long sword called 'The Tender Spirit', a sword that was very sharp and could cut through metal chunks like tofu even though the user was still in the Elementary Spirit Realm.

An item that is auctioned right before the main auction item that they know and is actually being targeted by many people. 'The Citrine Dewdrop Ring' is a disposable ring that can heal serious injuries in an instant, but if used wisely, the ring can be very meaningful for tomorrow's exploration.

Although the most talented young people who come from various parts of the world already have a thorough preparation, it never hurts to have more life-saving treasure just in case. They do not know what awaits in the hidden realm.

If viewed with a different perspective, they can also be called a scouting team to check the situation in the hidden realm which will be explored to the next team.

In the fierce bidding war on the last item before entering the main item to be auctioned, Zhu Chun managed to get the sword despite having to spend all the main money he had. Now he only has spare money even though the amount is not much.

The younger generation of other great sects is reluctant to take part in the bidding war between Zhu Chun and Feng Wuhan that they have mixed in insulting one another in bidding.

They are reluctant to take part in the bidding war because they already have their proud weapons, while others simply don't have enough spirit coins to fight the price.

Zhu Chun who came from a high-class family now staring with a look as if he wanted to kill Feng Wuhan on the spot, but he still had to hold himself in this auction house protected by the association.

He spent 300,000 low tier spirit coins only because a presumptuous man who seemed destined to get in his way when he had just left on his cultivation path.

Zhu Chun and his two protectors had searched for Wuhan Feng everywhere but could not find his whereabouts after successfully entering the city. Now he thought that he would not be able to live in the same sky as this despicable man who had been deliberately aiming for him.

"Congratulations to young master Zhu Chun from the Zhu family for having a sword named 'The Tender Spirit' which was forged by a famous man who has been forgotten by the world." The auctioneer cheerfully congratulated Zhu Chun with the face of temptation while delivering the intended sword directly to Zhu Chun who was approaching her.

"Well, thank you, Miss Yan Li, the spirit coins needed are in this ring." Zhu Chun accepted the extraordinary sword as eagerly as if the world was in his grasp.

"Um, I have received the transaction. This is your storage ring." Yan Li accepted straight away with a sweet smile on her face, while Zhu Chun was stunned for a moment to see her face up close but he immediately recovered and returned to his initial sitting position in the normal audience seating.

He did not take the VIP room because he was frugal considering the things he wanted to buy before tomorrow, the VIP room and maid of honor were not free. Depending on the Tier, the price will also be more expensive, not to mention the guaranteed status that must be ensured.

Zhu Chun returned to his original position while looking sharply at Feng Wuhan, whose real name he did not know while holding his new sword tightly. Now with an 8th Earth Grade weapon, he seemed ready to become a true cultivator like his father.

As for Feng Wuhan, who was stared at, he just ignored it as if he felt the world was his backyard.

"All right, ladies and gentlemen, and our distinguished guests. After this, we will auction off our main items tonight. But before that, we will take a 10-minute break. Can we?" Yan Li said as if asking permission with a sweet smile on her face and wriggling her voluptuous body that seemed to tease the audience.

"Of course, Miss Yan Li. You've talked for so long."

"Yeah, we don't mind. Take your time well."

"10 minutes is not a long time for us."

The audience did not have any objections and made Yan Li relieved. If the audience asks for it, the auction will continue without a break.

"Thank you for your understanding. Then let's listen to zither music that will be played by Sister Xing Jie."

Yan Li excused himself with a graceful bow before leaving the stage. Then, a performance similar to the 30-minute musical performance at the beginning of the event was again added to the play of light, but this time with different effects and melodies that seemed to refresh the audience who enjoyed the music of the beautiful melody.

Beautiful melodies are heard and have been amplified with spirit energy which has a calming effect and at the same time refreshes a saturated and stressed soul.

Xing Jie was very adept at this because she had learned for many years after being appointed by Master Yin as his disciple.

In 'The Twilight Amphitheater' which is like a low tier sect does not have many disciples and there is only one master. This place is still fine after several decades not only because of the existence of Master Yin but also because of the protection of the auction house association.

Meanwhile, in the Tier 5 VIP room, Aizen, Ana, and Axel were joking while listening to the beautiful music, while Zi Mei was processing the items they had bought before. The auction has entered the final stage and only has two items left to be auctioned while the bidders can complete their transaction at this time and take the items they have already purchased.

"Hahaha... So that's what bidder war means. Now they have insulted each other and even brought the name of the place they came from." Ana burst out laughing as if she didn't care about the world after only three of them were left in the room and an additional barrier was set up once more.

"Erm... That's more the bidding war, Sister Ana. The bidder war that Master Aizen and I meant was a war of bidders that would occur after the auction. Most of them were hot-minded and naive young people, and Master Aizen just added spice of contention for the end of the event." Axel explained kindly and no longer was afraid of breaking the groove.

"Really?" Ana said with interest. Interesting things that she will encounter today can be more than quarrels and insults by the bidders.

"Hey, you say it like I'm a bad person. I'm a good guy, ok? I only share happiness and luck. Who knows if the talisman I gave could save the life of a heaven-defying genius who won it later." Aizen said it as if he was a messiah of the savior.