Chapter 221

"I have five hundred million here—should be enough for you, right?" said the white-haired girl Jiang Chuxuan, blinking her eyes.

"I've got nearly a billion too—just name your price."

Song Qiuyun chimed in crisply, "If it's still not enough, I can ask my family to transfer more money over."

"More than enough. A Class-S weapon isn't worth bidding beyond ten billion."

Xu Jingming smiled.

Although the Cloudflow Liuyun Jin Feng Qiang's traits suited him well, its shaft was still forged from only Class-A alloy.

A top-tier Class-S weapon should have both shaft and tip made of Class-S alloy.

Rather than spending a billion here, it's better to use this money to commission a master armorer for a custom piece.

Beside him, Senior Brother Jiang Luo listened to the three's conversation and couldn't help but flinch.

What kind of people are my little brother's two beauties? Each one drops five or ten billion like it's nothing—and if it's not enough, they just ask their families!

What kind of family background is this?

It made his own two hundred million seem almost embarrassing to pull out.

"Seat 0104, seven hundred million!"

At that moment, Li Wanying, across the room, refused to back down and immediately raised the bid to seven hundred million!

"Seven hundred million! Li Wanying really has deep pockets!"

In the auction hall, many murmured in astonishment.

You know,

Li Wanying herself was only a second-rank psychic, far less favored than her elder brother Li Shanglin.

Yet she could casually produce seven hundred million—this alone proved the Li family's deep reserves.

Xu Jingming lifted his eyelids slightly; with Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan backing his finances, he wouldn't fall behind.

"Seat 0310, seven hundred and ten million!"

"Seat 0104, seven hundred and forty million!"

"Seat 0310, seven hundred and fifty million!"

"......"

For a moment, only two voices remained in the entire auction hall.

Each time Li Wanying raised her bid, it was no less than thirty million—but Xu Jingming seemed bottomless, always topping her by exactly ten million!

"Damn, how rich is this guy?"

"Could he be some big shot's illegitimate son?"

"I get it now—he's not even trying to spare the Li family any face!"

"......"

In the auction hall, several psychic families had assets exceeding ten billion.

Yet even pulling out five hundred million in liquid funds would be impressive—and now, seeing Xu Jingming keep bidding, they couldn't hide their shock.

"Seat 0104, eight hundred and twenty million!"

"Seat 0310, eight hundred and thirty million!"

After another round of bidding, Li Wanying's face darkened.

Her entire savings amounted to only about eight hundred million—eight hundred and twenty million was already her limit!

Yet even so, she still couldn't outbid him.

"Sister Wanying, why don't we just bid over a billion outright and make that guy bleed hard?"

Someone beside her suggested with a mischievous grin.

"Oh?"

Li Wanying's eyes lit up, seeming tempted—but after a moment's thought, she finally shook her head:

"He's not stupid. If we bid too high, he won't follow."

Let him have this win for now—I'll deal with him later in another way."

Li Wanying's gaze flickered.

Those around her exchanged glances, surprised.

She was usually the type who couldn't tolerate even a slight slight—but this time, she'd shown rare restraint.

"Eight hundred and thirty million once!"

The middle-aged man at the podium didn't care—he just kept calling the bids.

"No further bids—looks like eight hundred and twenty million was Li Wanying's limit."

Senior Brother Jiang Luo smiled.

He felt no tension or worry over his little brother clashing with the Li family.

He knew that with the Devil Academy's high regard for Xu Jingming, even ten Li families wouldn't affect him in the slightest.

"Eight hundred and thirty million twice! Any further bids?"

"Eight hundred and thirty million thrice! Sold! Congratulations to the gentleman in seat 0310!"

"This Class-S Cloudflow Liuyun Jin Feng Qiang will surely make you feel it was worth every penny!"

Hearing the middle-aged man announce the final result, Xu Jingming's face broke into a faint smile.

Eight hundred and thirty million—still within acceptable limits.

"I hope this spear doesn't disappoint me," Xu Jingming thought inwardly.

Xu Jingming and Li Wanying's bidding war was merely a brief interlude in the auction.

Though some were surprised Li Wanying had given up so easily, the auction continued.

Everyone gradually put the matter out of their minds and turned their attention to the subsequent auction items.

After the Flowing Cloud Gold Peak Spear, there were ten more auction items, all of which sold for over two hundred million each.

And Li Wanying, during these subsequent bids, did not place a single bid again.

"Thank you all for your participation; this auction has concluded successfully."

"Those who won items must proceed with handover under the guidance of our staff; all others may leave via the safety exits."

Half an hour later, the auction ended, and most people rose to leave.

Xu Jingming and the others were led by staff into a private room.

Song Qiuyun, Jiang Chuxuan, Jiang Luo, and the others each had one staff member handling their handover.

Only Xu Jingming was attended by three staff members together.

One carried the Lei He, while the other two jointly lifted a wooden box over two meters long.

Both were first-rank energy users, yet even together, they struggled to carry the box.

"Mr., these are the five fourth-rank lower-tier Lei He and the S-class Flowing Cloud Gold Peak Spear you won, totaling 874 million."

"Please inspect the items before completing the handover."

"Understood."

After confirming the fourth-rank Lei He were flawless, Xu Jingming casually stored them in his space ring, then eagerly opened the wooden box.

Inside the box lay a spear, about two point one meters long, entirely black with faint golden accents, sharp and gleaming.

"S-class Flowing Cloud Gold Peak Spear..."

Xu Jingming's eyes lit up as he lifted the spear from the box.

Hu—

Hu—

The eight-hundred-kilogram Flowing Cloud Gold Peak Spear, requiring two first-rank energy users to lift with full strength.

In Xu Jingming's hands, it felt weightless, swaying effortlessly and emitting deep, muffled sonic booms.

"The feel is decent." Xu Jingming nodded slightly, then infused his SS-class ability, Dou Tian Shen Lei, into the spear.

Pi-li-pa-la—

Brilliant golden lightning flared, swirling around the spear; Xu Jingming immediately felt its weight surge.

"It weighs at least two thousand kilograms! Indeed, injecting ability increases its weight!"

Xu Jingming's face brightened.

The spear's maximum weight was certainly beyond two thousand kilograms, but now wasn't the time to test further.

Once payment was settled, he could fully test the S-class spear at his villa.

"Everything is fine. Please process the payment."

Xu Jingming stored the Flowing Cloud Gold Peak Spear in his space ring, then smiled and pulled out his bank card.

"Miss Li, these are the A-class cultivation resources you purchased."

In another private room, Li Wanying casually stored the auction items delivered by staff into her space ring.

The young man and woman who had accompanied her moments earlier had vanished; in their place stood four muscular men.

They were Li Wanying's guard team, all ranked fourth-rank or higher.

They had been summoned immediately after the auction ended.

"Miss, why did you summon us so urgently? What task needs our attention?"

Once the Thunder Temple staff had withdrawn, the team leader asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Li, I need you to kill someone and strip him of all his equipment."

Recalling the humiliation of having his spear snatched away at the auction hall,

Li Wanying's sultry face flushed with rage, her voice icy as she spoke.