Chapter 286: How Can a Human Be This Rich?

A torrent of intertwining red and green!

Bottles!

All over the sky and fields, damn it, it's all bottles!

Can't even count how many there are!

All the inventory accumulated during this period.

At this moment, it roars and pours out!

Wha—la—la—la—!

The crisp clatter of glass, so dense it makes your scalp tingle, sounds like an endless downpour.

"WTF?!"

Onstage, Zuo Jin didn't freeze either; instinctively, he stepped back.

The small bottles rose like a surging tide, drowning his ankles in the blink of an eye.

Even that Eight-foot Qiong Pendant, which emitted a grim aura.

In this sea of garishly colored bottles, the cool factor instantly hit the floor!

In the worldwide paid livestream, countless Audience members stared at the endlessly falling potion waterfall on the screen, their brains crashing and losing the ability to think.

"This... are they burying people with money?!"

After an unknown amount of time, finally someone posted a bullet comment.

After that.

Words burst forth!

Live.

"Don't just stare!"

Su Ming stood in the little hill of stacked potions, casually kicking away a few bottles that had rolled to his feet, his chin lifted toward the nearby 【Pure Sight Mirror】.

"Get to work quickly! Don't delay my collection!"

Buzz—!!!

As soon as the words fell, ten 【Pure Sight Mirror】 duplicates seemed stimulated, and they began to spin wildly on their own.

Begin suction!

Countless Source Blood turned into streams of light, surging toward the mirror!

On the mirror surface, Red Light flickered wildly.

【1500】…

【】…

【】…

The numbers jumped so fast they left afterimages.

In the air, a faint burnt smell even began to linger.

Good fellow!

This massive data stream dried out the artifact's CPU?!

The values kept skyrocketing, showing no sign of stopping.

Three million!

Six million!

Ten million!

Fifteen million!

The expressions of the demons present finally couldn't be contained.

Da Tian Gou suddenly turned his head, staring intently at the numbers that kept soaring.

On his eternally icy face, the original arrogance and indifference now shattered into fragments.

Is it?!

Why the hell?!

These great demons, for this auction, have been plundering territories for centuries; they've basically given everything they have!

But what about this human right here?

Did he literally start picking up bottles from the womb?!

"This... this can't be..."

Shuten Douji's pupils trembled violently.

How can a human become this rich?

Finally.

The long process of dumping trash finally ended.

Onstage, the little hill of Source Blood even towered higher than the floating pendant!

As the last shrine emitted a mournful wail, the surrounding tremors ceased.

Above the main mirror, the blood‑red numbers froze.

【】!

Twenty‑five million!

Sss—!

It was one million more than the twenty‑four million that Da Tian Gou shouted earlier.

Not more, not less—just enough to crush!

It even makes one wonder whether this guy hasn't been emptied yet, and is just doing it to disgust people!

Everyone looked at that number and felt a chill down their spines.

Really, a precision score‑controller?

The degree of this man's control over the situation…

Is it perverted to this extent?!

In place, Su Ming let out a light laugh, saying nothing.

Pretending to be a master.

And damn, that's really convenient!

All the Excellent‑quality Source Blood was poured out by him, not a single bottle left!

Consider the warehouse completely cleared.

Su Ming swept his gaze around, passing over the terrified faces of every great demon present.

Finally, it landed on Zuo Jin, who looked like a dumb goose.

"Anyone willing to raise the price?"

"If not… then sorry, seniors!"

"The pitiful coffin money you've scraped together over millennia can't even match mine, a guy who just picks up trash and sells bottles in his spare time."

"In other words…"

Su Ming's mouth curled into a grin.

"Everyone here is broke."

The atmosphere on the spot turned somewhat eerie.

These words…

Are too hurtful!

But this number…

Who can still surpass it?

Who dares to surpass it?

The previously most scathing target, Shuten Douji, clutched the Wine Gourd tightly.

Not a single word could he force out,

He shouldn't have said that!

In front of this astronomical figure, any verbal retort looks pale and laughable.

Like a clown.

But… he's not willing to accept it!

They've each lived for a thousand years!

They are the overlords of this realm!

But their dignity, reputation, and even the proud foundation

Was buried alive by a human like trash, using a pile of colorful bottles?!

"Two… twenty‑five million points…"

"Anyone else want to raise the price?!"

Zuo Jin's throat was dry, his voice trembling.

The surroundings were oddly silent; even breathing could not be heard.

"Twenty‑five million points, first time!"

"Twenty‑five million points, second time!"

"Twenty‑five million points… second time!"

"Deal!"

Bang!

The wooden mallet fell heavily.

It didn't feel like a celebration of a deal.

It was more like a loud slap, striking the faces of every living being present!

A burning pain.

…

Global paid live‑stream room.

As the mallet fell, the barrage of comments froze instantly.

Immediately after, the Dragon Nation audience reached a full Climax!

"Kneel before me!!!"

"I'll ask just one thing! Who! else! is! there!"

"What is a god‑rich? This is a god‑rich! Money power reaches the divine!"

"Dimensional Reduction Strike! The Pure God wave killed the god outright with money!"

"Ghost Kings of the little days, are you angry? If you're broke, don't come out pretending to be cool; go back to the mountains and play in the mud!"

Refreshing!

So damn refreshing!

The thrill of purely using resources to smash an opponent into silence, to make them doubt their own life.

Made countless Dragon Nation viewers want to raise a hand and give Su Ming a bow.

Looking over at Sakura Country…

A sea of mournful cries spreads across the fields!

"It's over… that's our Eight-foot Qiong Pendant…"

"Our national treasure! And it was bought off by a Dragon Country person with a bunch of bottles?"

"Lord Shen Dai Qianhe, why didn't you raise the price! Wuwuwu… where is our national soul?!"

This man.

One person.

Can contend with an entire nation!

…

On the spot.

The deal is sealed.

The Old Days Egg·Eight-foot Qiong Pendant was immediately taken into Su Ming's hand.

Buzz—!

The moment he grasped it, that aura went instantly berserk.

The ancient will inside, disobeying!

Wants to retaliate!

But…

Su Ming's entire aura surged likewise!

"Be straight with me!"

The eyes that were previously wildly trembling and arrogant froze instantly.

It turned out to be…

Somewhat scared?

Like a vicious dog that bullies the weak but fears the strong.

Sniffing the indelible blood scent on the top butcher, it tucked its tail.

Su Ming swung his hand back in a slash.

Swish—!

The priceless national stabilizing artifact was tossed straight into the Dimensional Reduction Warehouse.

All around, the great demons narrowed their eyes, their gazes thick with an inescapable aura of awe.

Although after the deal is completed, the item's ownership will transfer.

But a human kid easily subdues such a fierce creature—how is that even reasonable?

"Hey."

"The goods are bought, the money paid."

"What next?"

"Should we stay for a midnight snack and watch the closing ceremony? Or should we call it a night?"

Su Ming smiled harmlessly, his mood looking exceptionally good.

This batch of purchase, pure profit!

"Call it a night?"

Onstage, the ever‑silent Zuo Jin suddenly let out a sinister low chuckle.

"Honored guest, you truly are remarkable!"

"The trading segment has indeed concluded."

"The closing ceremony, as per your request, naturally exists as well!"

He slowly lifted his head, and with both hands, removed his mask.

Those eyes were all blood‑red!

Huh?!

In the corner, the Sakura Country folks who already looked pale suddenly felt their hearts skip.

So cold!

Dangerous!

Before they could even react.

A sudden anomaly erupted!