Chapter 278: Sit and Wait for the Boomerang to Skewer You!

Shen Dai Qianhe didn't hesitate, immediately raised the sign.

"Fifty‑one thousand!"

After shouting the price, she stared fixedly toward the front‑row center spot.

She is waiting.

Waiting for that despicable man to cause trouble again, to maliciously raise the price again.

She has already rehearsed countless psychological tactics in her mind, ready to clash with this man in a money‑filled bayonet duel!

Even if she has to stake a hundred‑thousand or two hundred‑thousand, this demon blade symbolizing the Yamato spirit must be taken.

This is not only an upgrade in strength, but also a continuation of the dignity battle just now!

Can't afford to lose!

Must win!

However.

A few seconds pass.

At the center spot, Su Ming still sits with his legs crossed, even letting out a yawn.

Raising a sign?

Raise a chicken feather!

What a fool!

This obvious IQ tax—whoever buys it becomes a Big Wronged Seed!

Aside from Su Ming, the other great demons show little interest.

The so‑called Bushido culture?

What business is that of theirs?!

That's a human belief, not monster food.

"51,000 for the first!"

"51,000 for the second!"

"51,000 for the third! Deal!"

One strike settles it.

Shen Dai Qianhe froze in place, her expression somewhat stiff.

That punch was packed with force, but it hit cotton.

That emptiness actually felt a bit uncomfortable.

So… that simple?

That's it, already taken?

That arrogant, just‑now‑spending‑like‑water Dragon Country guy actually… got scared?

"We won! We won!"

Behind him, the bald strongman trembled with excitement, almost slipping to kneel on the spot.

"That guy definitely can't generate many points now! That wave he just did was just blustering!"

"Exactly! He's calculating carefully! His money didn't just blow in with a big wind!"

"He's scared! He's wary of our financial power!"

In an instant, the Sakura Nation Camp here collectively Climaxed, breathing a sigh of relief in their hearts.

All the Sakura Country Audience watching the live room boiled over directly.

"Yo! This is our deterrence!"

"What a Pure god, just a soft‑to‑hard‑afraid type, when they see we really have money, they don't even dare to let out a fart!"

"The Muramasa Demon Blade returns, this is Heaven's Will! Heaven blesses Sakura!"

"Hahaha! Before we thought the dungeon was a disaster, now it looks like this is the opportunity for the rise of our Great Sakura Empire!"

………

"Tsk."

Su Ming glanced at the self‑moved crowd on site, then glanced at the bullet comments, truly couldn't hold back.

"Wary?"

"No money?"

Sorry, the Eye of Truth had already seen through that broken blade just now.

Although it truly is an Epic‑grade item, the ones Zuo Jin introduced aren't false statements either.

But that thing has a fatal flaw—

Devour Master!

"Sure enough, it's a bunch of underworld junk, the things they sell are all harmful!"

Still that line—

Only these brain‑deficient guys would treat it as a treasure.

………

With the first item successfully sold, the auction atmosphere heated up completely.

Shen Dai Qianhe and the others' confidence swelled unprecedentedly.

The following time became entirely their home ground.

"This Evil Ghost Mask can intimidate low‑level undead! Buy!"

"Hellfire Oil can enchant weapons? Take it!"

As long as it's something with flashy effects, a name with a hint of Myth flavor, and can be put to use immediately.

The people from Sakura Country were like they'd been injected with adrenaline, bidding wildly.

It seemed like suppressed revenge.

Meanwhile, on Su Ming's side, the tone shifted abruptly.

Start collecting trash!

"That rotten piece of wood, I'll take it, thirty thousand points."

The entire audience hissed, and no one matched.

Then he can pick it up!

Name: Soul‑Nurturing Wood

Quality: Epic

Function: A supreme material that nourishes spirit and soul! If forged into a scabbard, it can let the weapon spawn a weapon spirit!

…

"That cracked pottery jar, fifty‑five thousand!"

"You bid sixty thousand? Sorry, then I'll go sixty‑five thousand!"

Give it to me!

Name: Soul‑Devouring Magic Jar

Quality: Epic

Function: Though damaged, its core formation remains intact, capable of automatically absorbing stray energy within a ten‑li radius!

Fully automatic power bank, got it!

…

After an hour passed.

The atmosphere on site became extremely fragmented.

Over at Sakura Country, they wielded several glowing, stylish pieces of gear.

Pay‑to‑win players.

Meanwhile, Su Ming's side was piled with rotten wood, mud‑caked broken jars, rusted iron scraps, and unknown withered seeds…

It looked as if the waste‑recycling station of the Urban‑Rural Integration Department had been moved to the Huangquan Grand Theater.

"Heh!"

In the front row, Shuten Douji pointed at Su Ming's pile of junk, laughing until tears welled up, Ghost Horn trembling.

"I've lived this long, and it's still the first time I've seen such a bizarre human."

"Are you planning to open a junk‑collecting shop? You take everyone's unwanted trash?"

"If you lack containers, shall I, the Great One, gift you a few of my empty Wine Jars?"

Shen Dai Qianhe, cradling the cold‑glinting Muramasa demon blade, looked at Su Ming.

A hint of superiority flickered in her eyes.

"It seems the so‑called World's Number One's vision is no better than this."

"In the face of true depth, they ultimately showed cowardice."

She thought that, although she paid the price, she had won.

Worth it!

In the global live broadcast room, the Sakura Country Audience seized the chance and spewed scorn wildly.

Fortunately.

Dragon Country's keyboard warriors have the highest per‑capita combat power in the world, never losing in this regard.

"Laughing to death, opening champagne at halftime? We'll sit and wait for boomerangs to stab you!"

"Pure God is doing charity for you, doesn't want to fight you for trash, understand?"

"A bunch of clueless beings, boasting about outnumbering the few!"

Jin City, Anomalous Affairs Investigation Bureau.

In front of the massive screen, smoke swirled.

"Boss, these brats are too arrogant! So many people bullying Mr. Su, it's really infuriating!"

Next to Chen Beixuan, a young agent clenched his fists, as if he could dive into the screen to help.

"Heh!"

Chen Beixuan lightly exhaled a smoke ring, his expression indifferent.

"Are you stupid?"

He pointed at the man on the screen who was mocked by everyone yet remained calm and unruffled.

"These damn scoundrels are still feeling self‑satisfied."

"When has this man ever…?"

Upon saying that, Chen Beixuan squinted.

"Play mind games with him?"

"Watch…"

"These guys will even lose their underwear soon!"