Chapter 1044: Sorry! I Refuse!

At 6:45 p. m., the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall auction venue.

On each prestigious seat sat a figure radiating formidable energy.

The auction of the Supreme Divine Blood had originally drawn attention only from a few Martial Saints.

But as the news spread, many Law Saints joined in.

At this moment, nearly half of Da Xia's ninth-rank councilors had gathered here.

In the front row, to Xu Jingming's left sat Cao Jun, and to his right were Su Qingli, Song Qiuyun, and Jiang Chuxuan.

The three stunning women—cold and aloof, alluring, and icy-beautiful—made even the well-traveled ninth-rank councilors unable to suppress their envy.

Yet none dared to stare longer, for these were Xu Jingming's women.

"Senior Cao, has Da Xia confirmed the list of ninth-rank councilors needed for Level Three Readiness?"

The auction hadn't begun; Xu Jingming was still chatting with Cao Jun.

"Not yet fully confirmed."

Cao Jun shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness: "But this can't be rushed—the ninth-rank Beast Kings on the other side haven't entered the battlefield in large numbers yet."

The frontlines are a meat grinder.

The same holds true for ninth-rank councilors.

Fighting ninth-rank Beast Kings means risking death!

With the war not yet at its fiercest, the ninth-rank experts naturally don't want to be the first to enter the battlefield.

So during this time, deciding on these candidates has been giving him a headache.

Of course,

if he ultimately can't handle it, only the Grand Councilor himself can finalize the selections.

"Understood."

Xu Jingming nodded slightly. "If possible, add my name to the list later."

At these words, the auction hall fell silent; many ninth-rank councilors stared at Xu Jingming in shock.

As Da Xia's current top prodigy,

even if every other ninth-rank councilor died on the battlefield, Xu Jingming might not be sent.

Yet Xu Jingming was voluntarily requesting to join the battlefield?

Cao Jun was also surprised; having seen countless people, he could tell Xu Jingming wasn't being polite—he genuinely wanted to fight.

He felt a pang of pride, yet still shook his head:

"Your main task now is to focus on cultivation. The battlefield is our old folks' duty.

You've only just broken through; there's no need yet for you youngsters to take the front."

Seeing Cao Jun's firm stance, Xu Jingming said no more.

At his current strength, unless the Beast God himself acted, no one could stop him.

If Cao Jun refused to let him join, he'd simply disguise his identity and go anyway.

"By the way, the investigation into Liu Yushan is complete—his soul seal is indeed compromised.

He's been arrested and handed over to the Grand Councilor for handling."

Cao Jun sighed. "This guy hid too well; even last time, we found nothing unusual."

"What will the final punishment be?" Xu Jingming asked curiously.

"Likely fifty years in the Deep Sea Prison," Cao Jun replied.

Human and beast relations are tense; full-scale war could erupt at any moment.

Liu Yushan is still a mid-rank ninth-rank combatant; unless absolutely necessary, he won't be executed.

When the war reaches its peak, he might even be sent to the battlefield to redeem himself.

Xu Jingming understood this well, but he didn't care much.

To him now, Liu Yushan was merely a gnat he could crush with a flick of his finger.

"Welcome, my lords, to the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall auction. The first item up for bid is..."

At 7:00 p. m., Liu Wei, the hall's assistant, stepped onto the stage wearing black-rimmed glasses and began the auction.

But as soon as she spoke, Xu Jingming suddenly sensed something and looked up outside.

The next instant,

a grand voice rang out from outside: "Xu Jingming! I am Eric. I wish to speak with you about the Supreme Divine Blood."

"Hmm?"

A flash of black Lei Guang—and Xu Jingming's towering form vanished from his seat.

Beside him, Cao Jun frowned and shot out like a phantom.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

Figures flashed outward; the auction hall instantly emptied.

"Looks like troublemakers have arrived. Let's go see."

Su Qingli's eyebrows lifted slightly; a flash of cyan Lei Guang carried her, Song Qiuyun, and Jiang Chuxuan out of the hall.

In midair outside the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall headquarters stood a man.

He was a white man, clad in black armor, his body massive, radiating overwhelming pressure.

Crack—

A flash of black Lei Guang appeared opposite him—Xu Jingming materialized. Then Cao Jun and the others arrived one by one.

Facing the assembled ninth-rank councilors of Da Xia, the white man showed no fear; he looked at Xu Jingming and declared proudly:

"I come on behalf of my master's will. My master claims all three portions of the Supreme Divine Blood."

As for the price, you can rest assured—I won't let you lose out.

"Teacher?" Xu Jingming raised his sword-like eyebrows.

Beside him, Cao Jun spoke with a grim expression: "He's Eric, a Tier-9 Lower-Rank SS-Class Wu Sheng; his teacher is the EU's supreme powerhouse, Charlotte."

Eric was an EU Wu Sheng; Xu Jingming knew he had been traveling through Greater Xia recently.

But he never expected Eric to pull such a backstabbing move!

The Supreme Divine Blood was originally Xu Jingming's own property—they had no right to decide its distribution.

A supreme powerhouse could offer things far superior to what these Tier-9s could muster.

The other Tier-9 Martial Saints naturally realized this too, their faces darkening.

Yet the next moment, something unexpected happened—Xu Jingming said calmly:

"Sorry, I don't plan to sell the Supreme Divine Blood to you."

"Not sell?"

Eric frowned and warned: "You know my teacher is the EU's supreme powerhouse—he can offer you things that will surely satisfy you."

"Sorry, not interested," Xu Jingming refused again.

"Why?" Eric couldn't understand.

"No need for reasons—I simply can't stand you white-skinned pigs," Xu Jingming said slowly.

If the supreme powerhouse truly wanted the Supreme Divine Blood, why didn't he come sooner? Why wait until all the Tier-9s were gathered and the auction had begun?

It was obvious he came without sincerity—just to humiliate him.

For someone like this, Xu Jingming naturally had no patience.

"Sh*t! Xu Jingming didn't take the bait..." Eric's heart sank.

Xu Jingming's rise had become a thorn in the side of the U. S. and even the EU.

Killing him outright was no longer feasible—they could only resort to other tactics.

For instance, isolate Xu Jingming from the Tier-9s of Greater Xia, then find another way to deal with him.

Originally, Xu Jingming's feud with the Li family had given them hope of isolating him.

But who knew he turned around and produced three vials of Supreme Divine Blood, making the Greater Xia Tier-9s rally around him?

So his teacher assigned him to act—to trade rare resources for these three vials and severely undermine Xu Jingming's prestige among the Greater Xia Tier-9s.

But who knew Xu Jingming wouldn't even take the bait!