Chapter 288: The Aggrieved Fan Ling

Xiao Yan rubbed his nose; he did indeed want this Three Thousand Lightning Movement. He had suffered too much in terms of speed when fighting others previously, and the feeling of being "kited" was very unpleasant.

Once he learned this Three Thousand Lightning Movement, his speed would be like teleportation, and doubling his combat power would be a given.

"The starting price for this Earth Tier Dou Technique is 1.8 million gold coins; the auction begins now!" The auctioneer struck the gavel, indicating that bidding could commence.

"10 million gold coins!" The lazy voice that had disappeared for who knows how long sounded in everyone's ears once again.

Upon hearing this slightly familiar voice, the crowd looked toward the source of the sound, only to see the previously sleeping youth had opened his eyes at some point.

"Just how rich is this person! It seems he wasn't sleepwalking before; he was just disdainful, so he couldn't even be bothered to open his eyes!" The crowd began to sigh with emotion.

Xiao Yan stared fixedly at the dragon-eye-sized golden pill in the stone box. The surface of the pill was extremely smooth, and two wisps of golden energy circled its surface like golden dragons.

The auctioneer clapped his hands lightly, and as his applause rang out, a series of clicking sounds suddenly came from the edge of the crystal platform. Immediately, a circle of pitch-black metal bars slowly rose, finally forming a circular metal cage that firmly protected the crystal platform.

Although Xiao Yan could continue to bid, he wouldn't waste money casually if he could save 20 million gold coins, even though he didn't care.

Hearing this, Fan Ling almost vomited blood. Although he could forcefully claim he had it, he couldn't get past the hurdle in his own heart; after all, Xiao Yan had truly hit the nail on the head.

"Of course I have 20 million gold coins!" Fan Ling said stubbornly.

"Sit down!" Fan Ling roared. Even a person has a temper! Never in his life had he suffered such an insult.

"15 million gold coins!" Fan Ling stood up directly. He could no longer endure Xiao Yan's gaze—a gaze of contempt, disdain, and humiliation. How could he, a Young Sect Master who had been pampered and admired by others, endure this?

In the end, Fan Ling auctioned for this Earth Tier Low Grade Dou Technique at the sky-high price of 20 million.

"Heh heh, everyone, please don't mind; because this item is far too valuable, we have taken some protective measures." The auctioneer explained with a smile.

"Quickly hand over all the gold coins you have on you!" Fan Ling whispered to the Blood Sect members beside him.

"Young Sect Master, you mustn't!" The old man beside Fan Ling saw that his Young Sect Master was about to lose his sanity from Xiao Yan's provocation and couldn't help but advise him.

At this moment, the auctioneer on the crystal platform was full of smiles, happier than if he had eaten hundreds of pounds of bee excrement; Xiao Yan was simply their God of Wealth.

The white-haired auctioneer ignored the greedy gazes outside the iron cage, his palms trembling slightly as he placed the capital tray on the auction table. His withered fingers carefully lifted the lid of the box, and suddenly, a golden light burst forth.

"Young Master, all the gold coins added together only amount to a little over 19 million; we don't have 20 million!" The old man beside Fan Ling whispered in Fan Ling's ear.

Hearing that Fan Ling had shouted the sky-high price of 20 million, the crowd was dumbfounded, and then they shifted their gazes to Xiao Yan.

Seeing Fan Ling's reaction, how could the crowd not understand? Expressions of contempt appeared on their faces.

The auctioneer slowly took a half-foot-sized capital tray from the cabinet, and in that tray, a palm-sized cold jade box stood upright.

"Fan Ling, may I ask if you have 20 million gold coins?" The auctioneer looked at Fan Ling and asked.

"This prison is cast from cold iron; even a Dou Huang expert would find it difficult to break open in a short time." The auctioneer swept his gaze across the locations of forces like the Heaven Snake Mansion, the Blood Sect, and the Black Skeleton, the warning meaning self-evident.

"Yin Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill!" Yao Lao's somewhat deep voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.

"Do you have that much money? You aren't just shouting blindly, are you?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow and said disdainfully.

The auction had entered its final stages, and the last item was the one the major forces had truly come to the auction house for.

If the people from the Wind Lightning Pavilion found out, the Gama Empire would definitely suffer, and the person who used it would also die without a burial place.

"Damn! This is a blatant provocation!" Seeing the gunpowder-like atmosphere, the people in the venue were happy to watch the show; after all, they could no longer participate at such a high price.

Of course, the various families of the Gama Empire definitely had some unspeakable cultivation methods and Dou Techniques, such as black-market goods obtained from this Black-Corner Region, but these items were all trump cards and would not be revealed in front of others unless they faced the danger of clan extermination.

Hearing this, the crowd was stunned and immediately shifted their gazes back to Fan Ling, expecting his answer.

"If he has 20 million gold coins, this Dou Technique belongs to him; if not, it belongs to me!" Xiao Yan looked at the auctioneer in the center of the crystal platform and said indifferently.

The sudden golden light illuminated the entire auction house, and even blinded most of the people present.

Although it felt like a loss to auction for this Earth Tier Dou Technique at a price of 20 million, it would have cost at least 100 million at a regular auction house.

The people from the Heaven Snake Mansion and the Black Skeleton also stopped bidding; after all, this price had far exceeded the item's intrinsic value, and they were unwilling to wade into these muddy waters.

"Fan Ling bids 20 million; is there any higher?" The auctioneer looked around, but his gaze ultimately landed on Xiao Yan, wanting to know why he kept provoking Fan Ling—was it out of genuine confidence, or was he seeking death?

"20 million gold coins!" Fan Ling roared.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Fan Ling felt his face burning with pain. If he didn't bid now, his Blood Sect would never be able to hold its head high again.

This kind of item was purely black-market goods, and only in the chaotic Black-Corner Region would anyone dare to auction and use it. If it were in the Gama Empire, would anyone dare to auction it? Would anyone dare to use it?

Hearing this incredibly annoying voice, Fan Ling's eyes turned blood-red. This person was provoking him every moment, and he had long since placed Xiao Yan on his must-kill list; only by slicing him into a thousand pieces could he vent the evil qi in his heart.

With the appearance of the cold jade box, all the forces at the front of the auction house straightened their bodies, their greed undisguised.

Seeing Fan Ling being stubborn, the auctioneer naturally didn't dare to expose him; after all, if he really angered this Young Sect Master, their auction house would definitely suffer, and even the Eight Fan Sect would be implicated.

"Clap clap!"

"15,000,001 gold coins!" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled as he called out the price.

Fan Ling was flushed red from being watched; he really didn't have that many gold coins. He had only brought 20 million gold coins this time, and he had already auctioned for quite a few items in between, so it was simply not enough.

In a place like the Black-Corner Region, anything could happen, and direct snatching was common; the Black Silver Auction House must have suffered from this before.

"Teacher recognizes this pill?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

"Heh heh, auction for this pill!" Yao Lao said with a faint smile.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 289 =====