Chapter 206: Brother, Know When to Stop

"This Secret Martial, if cultivated to the Perfect Realm, although it cannot match the Earth Martial with 60 Acupoints that can reach Grandmaster, can still attain the level of an Eight-level Force Warrior, which is quite good, and it also contains many cultivation insights, even a record left by someone who cultivated this Secret Martial to the Perfect Realm."

The auction's bidder said that if it weren't absolutely necessary, he would not want to sell the item, so any interested bidders should act quickly: the starting price is 300,000, each raise is 30,000, the auction begins.

As soon as the words fell, someone raised a Bid Token.

"Bidder No. 86 bids 300,000 yuan; any higher?"

Soon, two more people raised their Bid Tokens.

The price rose from 300,000 to 360,000.

"Anyone bid higher? This is a rare Body-movement Secret Martial; once mastered, its effect is excellent whether used for escape or pursuit."

"Bidder No. 38 bids 390,000 yuan!"

The man, seeing Mojing Nv raise a Bid Token, hurriedly said.

As the words fell, Jiang Cheng's ears twitched slightly.

Could it be that this woman came for this Secret Martial?

The more he thought, the more he felt the possibility was great! The opponent is cultivating a leg technique, and now there is a better leg‑technique Secret Martial; she has no reason not to switch.

Moreover, among all the earlier auction items, the opponent only bid on the Spirit Nourishing Pill and nothing else.

And most likely she was trying to use a binding trap on herself, and after taking a loss she became honest.

"Bidder No. 38 bids 390,000 yuan, any higher? This is a Secret Martial that can reach the Force Warrior Level of an Eight-level Force Warrior."

The man continued.

However, no one raised a Bid Token.

It seems the wealthy are all waiting for that Heaven Martial with all Acupoints filled.

And the two who had quoted earlier also seemed short of funds.

"Countdown ten seconds: ten, nine, eight…"

Seeing the countdown about to end, Mojing Nv let out a sigh of relief.

She was indeed a bit worried that Jiang Cheng would appear to use a binding trap on her, so she didn't bid immediately.

Seems she overthought; also, that guy already has a few hundred thousand on him, which is already impressive.

"Three, two…"

The countdown was about to finish.

Jiang Cheng raised the Bid Token in his hand.

"Bidder No. 72 bids 420,000 yuan!"

The man's voice rose sharply.

Mojing Nv, hearing that, suddenly turned and looked at Jiang Cheng.

Is this guy doing it on purpose?

Deliberately bidding in the last second of the countdown? Jiang Cheng had anticipated it and raised his middle finger toward the opponent.

Indeed, he did it on purpose.

He purposely waited until the final second to bid.

Seeing this, the already angry Mojing Nv was about to explode with rage, wishing she could rush over and snap Jiang Cheng's head off.

He not only deliberately provoked her but also dared to taunt? If this weren't the Black Market, she would have killed him ten times already.

"Bidder No. 72 bids 420,000 yuan, any higher?"

The man's voice on the stage pulled Mojing Nv's thoughts back to reality.

Give up this Secret Martial; she can wait for the mid‑month auction.

But she couldn't swallow that resentment.

She had previously embarrassed herself in the aisle, and now Jiang Cheng publicly taunted her.

If she just gave up, how would the others present view her?

On the other hand, as the auctioneer said, this is a rare Body-movement Secret Martial; if missed, it's uncertain when another will appear.

If it's too good, more competitors may appear, and she might not obtain it.

As for the secondhand dealer Niutou Mianju, she didn't dare to believe.

The higher the grade of Secret Martial, the more difficult its cultivation, and that difficulty naturally includes danger; if any part is wrong and one continues to practice, it can be fatal.

The next moment, she raised the Bid Token in her hand.

"Bidder No. 38 bids 450,000 yuan!"

The man shouted.

Almost as soon as the words fell, Jiang Cheng also raised his Bid Token.

"Bidder No. 72 bids 480,000 yuan!" "Bidder No. 38 bids 510,000 yuan!"

"Bidder No. 72 bids again 540,000 yuan!"

"Bidder No. 38 bids again 570,000 yuan!"

At that moment, everyone on the floor knew that Jiang Cheng and Mojing Nv were no longer on good terms.

But they all enjoyed watching the spectacle.

"Bidder No. 38 bids 570,000 yuan, any higher?"

The man looked at Jiang Cheng with hopeful eyes.

"Brother, that's enough."

Niutou Mianju, ahead, whispered a reminder.

At this price, even buying an Earth Martial that opens 50 Acupoints would be enough for him.

Jiang Cheng nodded.

Actually, even without the other party's reminder, he also planned to quit while ahead.

After all, if he hadn't intervened midway, the other side would have secured the 390,000 yuan long ago.

But now they only got it for 570,000 yuan, overpaying by 180,000 yuan—what a waste.

If I'm still unsatisfied and bid again, raising the price to 600,000 yuan, and the other side backs out, the one who takes the big loss will be me.

"Is anyone willing to bid higher? Countdown ten seconds…"

The man on stage laughed with his mouth unable to close.

This Secret Martial Arts normally sells for about 400,000 yuan, yet it fetched nearly 600,000 yuan, so he earned a hefty commission.

Soon, the ten‑second countdown ended.

"Let's congratulate Guest No. 38 for winning this Secret Martial Arts!"

Perhaps fearing to provoke Mojing Nv, the man didn't even mention the price.

"Paying 600,000 yuan for a Secret Martial Arts that opens 45 Acupoints—what a lavish spender."

Yet whispers rose from the surrounding crowd.

"Are we sure it's extravagance, not just a fool with lots of money? At 600,000 yuan, by usual market standards, you could buy an Earth Martial that opens 50 Acupoints."

"There's nothing we can do; after all, she had a grudge before, so it's understandable that others hold a grudge against her."

"Shh, keep it down; being overheard would be bad."

Hearing the murmurs, Mojing Nv's face flushed bright red.

Of course she also realized she had been taken for a sucker.

But what could she do? Since she bid, she has to pay.

"Damn you, I'll remember you!"

She glared fiercely at Jiang Cheng.

The other party would be wise to pray it never falls into his hands; otherwise he'll surely regret today's actions! Jiang Cheng felt a great thrill inside.

After a while, the Intermediate Spirit Nourishing Pill came onto the stage.

Each bottle's base price was 10,000 yuan, with each raise adding 1,000 yuan.

When sold singly, many people joined the bidding.

The price rose to about 20,000 yuan.

When three bottles were sold together, the number of bidders dropped to a handful.

Jiang Cheng also began to bid.

Without Mojing Nv's participation, the subsequent process went much more smoothly.

Of the hundred Intermediate Spirit Nourishing Pills, Jiang Cheng secured 55 bottles, spending a total of 1,050,000 yuan.

That works out to 19,000 yuan per bottle, a thousand less than market price.

After all, none of the attendees were fools; if the gap were too large, one could simply buy first and resell after leaving.

This item, unlike Secret Martial Arts, is easy to tell genuine from fake.

Jiang Cheng felt completely satisfied.

He obtained 150 Primary Spirit Nourishing Pills for under 1,500,000 yuan, which was more economical than buying at the auction.

In that case, he should return and advance the Visualization Method to the next stage.

As for the commotion caused by the two final items, it's fine not to watch.

(Chapter End)