Chapter 504: Change of Circumstance

"Five hundred fifty million!"

"Five hundred eighty million!"

……

The Yuan Yan Beast far surpasses the Star Ring Snake in rarity and growth potential, so its price rose rapidly.

But since it wasn't a one-of-a-kind exotic beast, the bidding gradually stalled around seven hundred million.

Fang Xing reclined comfortably, sipped juice, and gave Ji Li a glance.

"Eight hundred million!"

Ji Li immediately stood up to bid.

This sudden surge in bidding instantly startled many other bidders.

It wasn't that they lacked the source credits—it was unnecessary.

Running a family isn't about showing off; if you spend too much here and drain too much cash flow, it harms other industries and may ultimately reduce the family's overall income, costing every member their interests! The decision-maker would face hatred and resistance!

"Old Master Fa Lan, Fang Xing's target is definitely the Yuan Yan Beast."

Amor said.

Old Master Fa Lan's expression remained calm as he nodded.

Emboldened, Amor immediately spoke: "Eight hundred fifty million!"

Ji Li's expression changed as he looked at Fang Xing: "Master… it's Amor! The man beside him is Old Master Fa Lan of the Di Lan Clan…"

Although his master is wealthy, he still can't match a powerful family from a high-level civilization.

"Oh? Retaliation? Keep slowly raising your bid, play with Amor…"

Fang Xing glanced over, not caring much for Amor, but directly whispering to Fa Lan: "Old Master Fa Lan…"

Old Master Fa Lan's expression instantly changed—he was a Neutron Star-level cultivator of the Di Lan Clan.

But Fang Xing's whisper carried willpower that pierced through the shell's defenses—his power was at least Neutron Star-level, possibly even surpassing mine!

How could Amor have provoked such a powerful being?

With this thought, his gaze toward Amor turned hostile.

Even someone as seasoned as he could instantly deduce what had happened that day.

While the Di Lan Clan's honor and dignity mattered, cultivating goodwill with a Neutron Star-level powerhouse mattered just as much!

In the Great Xia Universe, strength is the only currency!

"Mr. Fang Xing… what do you require?" Old Master Fa Lan replied immediately, his tone far more courteous.

"I have great interest in this Yuan Yan Beast. If I lack sufficient source credits, I may have to mortgage my slave and entrust the Multirace Auction to sell him…"

Fang Xing chuckled: "Twenty billion source credits should still be worth it—after all, your Di Lan Clan isn't without enemies… and that was the price I offered Amor last time."

His enemies would surely seize this perfect chance to humiliate the Di Lan Clan—they'd have to accept the inflated price.

At the same time, Fang Xing leaked another piece of information.

Sometimes, enmity arises from simple miscommunication—why invite that?

If I show strength and communicate clearly, only a fool would make an enemy of me!

Besides… my target is the Yuan Yan Beast!

Raising the price high may feel satisfying, but it makes you look like an idiot.

"Twenty billion?"

Old Master Fa Lan shot Amor a furious glare—this was well within the family's budget, so why hadn't it been settled last time?

Though he knew Amor meant to do well, now he saw only incompetence.

Not just incompetent—stupid!

"I'm willing to complete the transaction immediately and buy back Ji Li."

Fa Lan responded swiftly, then slapped Amor across the face.

Crack!

The slap rang out; Amor froze in shock: "Old Master Fa Lan…"

"Immediately withdraw your bid."

Fa Lan's face was expressionless: "When we return, you will face clan judgment for dereliction of duty!"

"I—" Amor was utterly stunned, unable to understand how this had happened.

But he knew—he was in trouble.

"Nine hundred ten million once—any higher bids? If none, this Yuan Yan Beast pup is yours, sir."

The aquatic host was excited—this Yuan Yan Beast had slightly exceeded his expected price.

Too bad, after Amor withdrew, Fang Xing was the only bidder left.

"Second time!"

"Third time—sold…"

"Ten billion!"

Suddenly, another voice rang out.

"Hm?"

Fang Xing's heart stirred—he turned to a corner and saw a figure shrouded in black robes, calmly raising a hand.

"Eleven billion."

Fang Xing smiled inwardly and continued:

"Twelve billion!"

"Thirteen billion!"

……

Even those who had given up now began to wonder if this Yuan Yan Beast had some hidden trait.

"Fifteen billion!"

Fang Xing bid with a smile, watching the black-robed figure sit back down.

Clearly, the opponent had run out of source credits.

Or perhaps, he planned another method?

"Fifteen billion! The Yuan Yan Beast pup is awarded to Room 8972."

The aquatic host frowned, preparing to hand over the beast after arranging another physical examination.

Fang Xing sat back, quietly waiting for the Multirace Auction to end.

……

Several cosmic days later.

The entrance of the Multirace Auction House.

Fang Xing paid and received a crystal sphere—no larger than a fist—within which the Yuan Yan Beast was imprisoned, its eyes filled with resentment.

Only now did he take the time to observe it closely.

The Yuan Yan Beast was entirely black, resembling a mix of dog and lion, with two spiral-shell-shaped horns on its head.

It was still snarling at him.

'Indeed, quite wild.'

He murmured to himself, then looked toward Old Master Fa Lan approaching and said to Ji Li beside him: "Go… you're free."

Fang Xing gently reached out and seized a semi-transparent, glowing ring from Ji Li.

"This… is a Soul Collar? Master, your power—?"

Ji Li's eyes widened in shock.

"Hahaha! Mr. Fang Xing is truly a man of action—I hope we can cooperate again!"

Old Master Fa Lan laughed heartily, immediately transferred funds to Fang Xing, and tried to continue chatting.

At that moment, a black-robed figure walked over.

"Hand over the Yuan Yan Beast—or die!"

His voice was icy, thick with murderous intent.

"Are you mad? This is Blue Star! You dare rob openly here?"

Old Master Fa Lan roared instantly.

As an aquatic being, he had to uphold the aquatic race's collective interests.

Outside Blue Star, he could ignore it—but right at the entrance of the Multirace Auction House? This was an unbearable insult!

"And this Multirace Auction House… truly unbearable."

The black-robed figure spoke softly, then extended his palm forward.

Puff!

His hand wore a black glove; five dark beams erupted—two aimed at Fang Xing and Fa Lan, the other three struck the Multirace Auction House.

Hummm!

In an instant, the towering entrance of the Multirace Auction House shattered, space trembled, and the shockwave spread over dozens of miles!

Boom!

In an instant, the former Multirace Auction House became rubble, engulfing countless aquatic beings.

Ecological tubes ruptured, releasing slaves—some bewildered, others filled with hatred.

A white cloud swelled endlessly, launching indiscriminate attacks on nearby people.

The scene erupted into chaos!

"Puff!"

The elder of the Fran family suddenly flashed with light on his chest, revealing a exquisitely crafted suit of armor.

But in an instant, the armor shattered into fragments, revealing a deep wound that bared bone; his body flew backward for miles and crashed into a building.

"One strike? No, even a fraction of that strike—already I'm severely wounded?"

The Fran elder could barely move; Amor had been reduced to ashes by the battle's shockwave. A look of intense fear appeared on his face: "A Law Lord? No! How could a Law Lord not trigger the Blue Planet's highest defense mechanism? I understand… he's a Black Hole Level! Far rarer than a Law Lord!"

"Huh?"

At this moment, the black-robed man who seemed to be Black Hole Level turned his gaze toward Fang Xing.

Not only was Fang Xing unharmed, but even Ji Li, who stood beside him with a terrified expression, had been barely affected due to his proximity to Fang Xing.

The black beam vanished into nothingness before it could even reach Fang Xing.

"Illusionary Law?"

Two crimson points blazed fiercely beneath the black hood: "Try this one."

Xiong!

An invisible flame erupted, carrying a willful assault that ignored all defenses and struck directly into Fang Xing's consciousness.

And then… nothing happened.

The Great Sun Crucible stirred slightly, absorbing the entire invisible flame.

"Your will attack is impressive. Your lineage must be strong."

Fang Xing nodded approvingly: "Since you've struck, take my palm too."

As he spoke, he extended his palm.

The motion was ordinary, yet the black-robed man suddenly felt the entire world around him turn illusory—only that single palm grew increasingly "real."

Even he himself shrank to insignificance, while that palm expanded, expanded… like a colossal mountain.

—Immortal Martial One Qi Palm Seal!

Boom!

Fang Xing casually slapped, as if swatting a fly, sending the black-robed man flying tens of miles away.

Crash!

On the ground, a profound palm print appeared—deep beyond measure, as if it pierced straight to the planet's core.

Whoosh!

A streak of black light shot out, revealing the black-robed man's form: "You're Black Hole Level too? But why… is there such a gap between us?"

His aura had weakened drastically—he was clearly severely injured.

"There are differences even among Black Hole Levels," Fang Xing said calmly, withdrawing his hand.

Just as in the Qingyuan Great Realm, the weakest Soul Sovereigns barely match a Heaven Immortal of the First Rank, while the strongest rival Heaven Immortals of the Ninth Rank!

"Target located!"

"Eliminate immediately!"

At this moment, the Blue Planet's defense mechanism finally reacted, and numerous powerful figures descended.

In space, countless energy cannons converged, locking onto the black-robed man.

Boom! Boom!

Even a Law Lord would have to avoid the barrage of ten thousand cannons!

The black-robed man sneered: "Next time, I will win…"

His figure flickered and vanished, replaced by a vast, pitch-black palace three hundred kilometers long.

Countless laser beams struck its walls—but inflicted little damage.

Its power was staggering; it simply endured the relentless bombardment and flew straight out of the Blue Planet.

'Is this… the Yuan Yan Palace?'

Fang Xing gazed at the familiar palace and realized: 'So the master of the Yuan Yan Palace has finally chosen his true successor…'

(End of Chapter)