Chapter 276: One Hundred Thousand in Fees? This Gluttony Is Just Too Ugly!
Heh!
In the audience, Su Ming watched the scene, a flash of golden light flickering in his eyes.
This outcome was as expected.
The specialty of a modest life, aside from being a nuisance, what hard cash can one even expect?
Who would be willing to take out their truly treasured bottom‑drawer items to exchange for these dead points?
The so‑called barter…
Frankly, it's moving a junkyard into the underworld.
It tastes bland, yet discarding it feels wasteful.
Su Ming leaned back, adopting a more comfortable posture.
"After all that gathering, the total from everyone still doesn't match the value of my pile of foot‑washing water."
"So this is what they call the strength of the whole nation?"
"Tsk, how disappointing."
At that moment.
Shen Dai Qianhe, who had been silent all along, slowly rose to her feet.
She looked around at the dejected companions, a flash of resolve passing through her eyes.
It cannot end like this.
If we can't even get a ticket, the upcoming main act…
They don't even qualify to be cannon fodder.
For that teetering nation, for this sliver of hope…
This round, she must stay in!
She must bet everything!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Her footsteps were heavy and slow.
Shen Dai Qianhe stepped onto the stage.
Under everyone's gaze, she reached into her bosom and produced a brocade pouch embroidered with intricate golden patterns.
"Qianhe, ma'am?"
The bald burly man beside her was startled.
He had followed this priestess lady through life and death, and had never seen such an item on her before!
Shen Dai Qianhe gave no explanation, merely trembling her fingers as she pulled the drawstring of the pouch.
There was no treasure light soaring skyward, nor any aura overwhelming.
What slipped out of the pouch was merely a…
a broken comb.
Its material was wood‑like yet not wood, jade‑like yet not jade.
The fracture oozed dark‑red stains, like dried clots of ancient blood.
No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like junk excavated from some ancient tomb's refuse pile.
"Pfft—"
At the leftmost position, Yu Zao Qian waved her folding fan, laughing so wildly her blossoms trembled.
"What?"
"Can't afford anything, so you take trash from the dressing table to make up the sum?"
"You humans, poor as you are, are surprisingly creative."
In those narrow fox eyes was pure contempt.
She was born hating women who are both beautiful and prim!
However.
At center stage, Su Ming's leg‑crossing pause halted.
The Eye of Truth got stuck!
The golden data stream was wildly garbled, taking longer to decode than the previous Cain's Tear.
This broken comb has something to it!
Just as Shen Dai Qianhe gritted her teeth and prepared to place the item, the veil of mist finally tore apart!
Name: Divine Fallen Relic – Amaterasu's Broken Comb
Quality: Quasi-Myth
Karma Overview: The sole key to unlocking the ancient site of the Takamagahara Divine Realm, stained with the last drop of heart‑blood shed when the sun goddess fell. The wearer can borrow a sliver of solar authority, exert absolute positional suppression over certain yin‑evil specters, and if fate permits, may awaken the ancient will sleeping beneath the mountain!
Quasi‑Myth?!
What the hell, how is this a comb?
This is the cherry‑blossom version of the Imperial Jade Seal!
It's the key to the super‑instance!
"Inspect!"
Onstage, Shen Dai Qianhe inhaled deeply and placed the broken comb into the appraisal shrine.
Her hand trembled, her heart was unsettled.
This is a gamble that stakes the nation's destiny!
Buzz—!!!
In an instant, the Pure Vision Mirror quivered violently.
On the mirror's surface, a few fine cracks suddenly appeared!
What a huge commotion!
【】!
【】!
【】!
【】!
The numbers are still ticking; they show no sign of stopping!
The mocking expression on the great demon's face froze, its eyes nearly bulging out.
As for Zuo Jin, he was trembling all over!
What... what the hell is this freakish thing?!
Finally.
Amid a chorus of sharp inhalations, the numbers froze.
Bright red.
Dazzling.
And suffocating.
【】 points!!!
Seven hundred thousand!
What the hell does this even mean?!
The man just now produced three hundred sixty thousand points, which was enough to silence and astonish the entire audience.
And now, this number has doubled outright!
"Seven... seven hundred thousand?!"
The bald, muscular man behind Shen Dai Qianhe went weak in the legs, fell to his knees, and tears streamed down his face.
"We are turning the tide!"
"There's hope! We really have hope!"
Liu Sheng Jian Ying and the others were equally trembling with excitement.
They all knew exactly what kind of personality this woman had!
She truly wants to lead all the Sakura people forward together!
She is strong!
Then they won't be weak!
"Good stuff! Really good stuff!"
Onstage, Zuo Jin's expression changed instantly; the earlier disdain and mockery vanished without a trace.
"Cough…"
"I just received instructions from above…"
"This item is indeed a masterpiece, but this Karma… is too heavy."
"Ordinary people can't contain it; holding it in hand is a death‑summoning talisman."
"It's because our Huangquan Theater has deep foundations that we dare to take this hot‑potato."
"According to the Rule, the resale price for such high‑risk contraband must be heavily discounted."
"However, considering you are an esteemed guest…"
"We'll make an exception and give you the highest friendship price!"
"One‑price—six hundred thousand points!"
Six hundred thousand!
Sounds like a lot!
But Shen Dai Qianhe's complexion changed slightly.
Just opening his mouth costs a hundred thousand points difference?
Where's the friendship price in that?
That's clearly robbery during a fire!
"Tsk."
Suddenly, that lazy, familiar voice rang out again at an inappropriate moment.
"Six hundred thousand?"
Su Ming slowly rose from the center stage.
"You really can open that mouth."
"Just opening your mouth costs a hundred thousand as a fee?"
"This way of eating… how can it be uglier than stray dogs outside?"
End of Chapter
