Chapter 86: Silent Extinction Demon God Throws Thousands of Gold, Monkey: Hold On, Let Me Sell Something First!

Yao listened to Sun Wukong's confident words, and felt a bit stunned.

"The master's meaning is... we have a treasure more precious than the 'Chaos Core Fragment'?"

She truly couldn't think of it; in this Chaos Realm,

aside from the few legendary priceless treasures that have never manifested, what else could have value that surpasses this fragment.

This is a key to a higher realm!

Sun Wukong chuckled, gave no explanation, and simply patted her shoulder.

"Just watch."

After speaking, he swaggered, pulling the still bewildered Yao, and found a secluded corner to sit down.

Inside the auction hall was an immense circular space.

Above the space, countless independent booths floated.

Each was surrounded by a powerful aura of law, clearly prepared for true dignitaries.

The lower hall was filled with Living Beings from all corners of the Chaos Realm, even the lowest in Xiūwéi, surprisingly, all had Quasi-Saint strength!

The noisy hall gradually quieted after a Saint-level Auctioneer dressed in splendid robes, with a harmonious aura, took the stage.

"Everyone!"

The auctioneer's voice rang clearly through every corner of the hall.

"Welcome to Wan Jie Exchange Hall, the millennial top-tier auction!"

"No more idle talk, next, please present our first item!"

As his words fell, a bewitchingly graceful maid, carrying a tray covered with red cloth, gracefully walked onto the stage.

The auctioneer abruptly lifted the red cloth!

Buzz!

A silver short sword entwined with spatial law appeared before everyone,

the void around its blade continuously twisted, shattered, and reassembled!

"Superior Chaos Spirit Treasure, 'World-Cleaving Shuttle'!"

"Within this treasure lies the Primordial Source of space; in a single thought, one can traverse the Great Thousand Worlds,

ignoring most spatial restrictions! Starting price: one hundred strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

As the words fell, the bidding cries below rose and fell!

"One hundred ten strands!"

"I'll bid one hundred fifty strands!"

"Two hundred strands! This thing is mine!"

Yao watched from the side, heart racing, silently clicking her tongue.

One hundred strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi are enough to cultivate a Saint, yet here it is merely a starting price!

She nervously sent a voice message: "Master, are the trades here always this terrifying?"

Sun Wukong, however, acted as if nothing were wrong, scratched his ear, and yawned out of sheer boredom.

"It's okay, not as fast as my old Somersault Cloud."

Yao: "..."

The next few items, each was a rare marvel.

The "Immortal Spring Eye" containing the law of life,

was bought by an elderly Saint on the brink of death for a terrifying price of three Small World Primordial Sources.

The "Beast Taming Ring" sealing a Saint-level Chaos ferocious beast also sparked an intense scramble.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heated.

Everyone's breathing grew heavy.

They knew the main act was about to begin!

Finally, under the gaze of all, the auctioneer's expression turned exceedingly solemn.

He faced the backstage and respectfully made a 'please' gesture.

Eight Saint-level guards jointly lifted a Crystal Treasure Chest sealed by countless powerful restrictions,

step by step, heavily walking onto the auction stage.

Just the aura emanating from that chest caused the entire hall's space to solidify!

The auctioneer inhaled deeply, his voice tinged with a slight tremor.

"Everyone! Next is the grand finale of our auction!"

"The third... Chaos Core Fragment!"

Boom!

When the words 'Chaos Core Fragment' rang, the hall was completely ignited!

Countless scorching, greedy, mad thoughts converged, nearly bursting the space!

The auctioneer struggled to open the chest.

A fist-sized piece, shimmering with an inexplicable aura,

as if containing the crystal fragment of the Universe's birth-and-death principle, quietly hovering mid-air.

At its instant of appearance, everyone felt the law within their bodies

beginning to tremble uncontrollably, yearning to bow and worship it!

"Chaos Core Fragment, its value needs no further words from me!"

"Starting price: Ten Directions Great Thousand Worlds Origin! Each increment must not be less than one Great Thousand Worlds!"

As soon as this price was announced, it instantly dissuaded ninety-nine percent of the living beings present.

Everyone's face showed bitterness and unwillingness.

Such a divine object was ultimately beyond their reach to touch.

Just then!

From a most luxurious private booth on the second floor came a voice of extreme arrogance, full of contempt.

It was none other than the Jiemie Demon God!

"Adding one by one is too slow."

"I bid, one hundred units of the Great Thousand Worlds Origin!"

"Though the voice was not loud, it exploded like billions of thunderclaps in everyone's mind!"

One hundred units!

What terrifying wealth this is!

It's as if they took a hundred complete Great Thousand Worlds, each teeming with countless living beings, and tossed them away as mere currency!

The entire venue fell into deathly silence.

All the living beings who had been clamoring to contend for it now shut their mouths, all color draining from their faces.

Before this figure, their meager fortunes are nothing but a joke!

The Jiemie Demon God greatly enjoyed this feeling of being the focus of all eyes; he seemed able to see the desperate expressions of those below.

His goal was simply to use money to crush all opponents to death!

However, within the Chaos Realm, there always lurk some ancient monsters with unfathomable foundations.

"One hundred ten units!" a cold voice rang out from an inconspicuous corner.

"Hehe, Jiemie brat, you really don't take us old-timers seriously. One hundred twenty units!"

Another aged voice followed closely behind.

The price began to climb at a heart-stopping speed, skyrocketing wildly!

"One hundred fifty units!"

"One hundred eighty units!"

"Two hundred units!"

Yao stood beside him, her palms slick with cold sweat, she anxiously sent a mental message to Sun Wukong:

"Master, what should we do? This price is outrageous! I… I still have some relics left by my master from back then; perhaps…"

"Perhaps they could make up a bit?"

Sun Wukong cut her off, his face still wearing that amused, spectator's expression.

"Relax, relax."

He waved his hand, signaling Yao to stay calm and not panic.

"Let them fight first—dogs biting dogs, a mouthful of fur, how entertaining."

Yao was left completely speechless.

She couldn't fathom what medicine her master was selling from his gourd.

As the price climbed, it reached a terrifying figure—three hundred units of the Great Thousand Worlds Origin—enough to bankrupt even a Saint King Capital's saint!

In the venue, only the Jiemie Demon God and the owner of that cold voice remained, still locked in mutual combat.

Everyone believed the final ownership would be decided between these two.

Just then.

The monkey who had been lazily lounging in the chair, unnoticed, slowly rose to his feet.

He stretched a great big yawn, and his joints all over crackled with a sharp snap.

Under the gaze of all living beings in the venue—some astonished, some puzzled, some mocking—

Sun Wukong shouldered that ordinary iron rod and walked step by step toward the auction platform where the light converged.

The auctioneer saw a seemingly insignificant minor figure,

and dared to step onto the stage at such a moment; his brows furrowed as he was about to scold.

"Halt! This is……"

But before he could finish, his words caught in his throat.

Because, from this monkey's body, he sensed a faint yet overwhelmingly domineering aura!

That aura made even this saint, accustomed to grand scenes, feel a sudden, inexplicable palpitation!

Sun Wukong didn't even glance at him.

He strode straight to the auction platform, ignoring everyone, and took the small auction hammer from the auctioneer's hand.

Then, under the gaze of all,

he raised the hammer toward the podium.

"Thud!"

A light tap.

The clear sound strangely suppressed all the clamor in the venue.

Sun Wukong cleared his throat, surveyed the crowd, grinned, and revealed a mouthful of stark white teeth.

He spoke words that astonished everyone.

"Everyone, please pause for a moment."

"Before bidding on this junk, this old monkey here also has a treasure to sell!"