Chapter 427
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Chapter 427: Who Can Compete?
"Twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones!"
Ye Yun’s opening bid stunned the crowd. Though they’d anticipated his participation, none expected him to leap straight to such an astronomical figure.
Leng Yifeng and Jue Chen froze momentarily before shooting icy glares at Ye Yun.
Unfazed, Ye Yun ignored them entirely, shouting to Yue Yunfan, "Sect Master Yue, hurry up and ask if anyone else wants to bid! If not, the Ta Qing Nurturing Spirit Technique is mine!"
"Outrageous!"
"Nonsense!"
Leng Yifeng barked the former with restrained fury, while Jue Chen snarled the latter, his rage boiling over. Having already lost the Dragon Blood Crystal to Ye Yun, he couldn’t bear another humiliation.
"Swearing won’t win you the technique," Ye Yun taunted. "This comes down to who’s got more stones."
"Twenty-one thousand!"
Their voices overlapped.
"Duplicate bids don’t count," Ye Yun smirked.
"Twenty-two thousand!" Jue Chen roared, murderous intent blazing in his eyes.
Had their glares been weapons, Ye Yun would’ve been shredded.
"Pathetic. Thirty thousand!" Ye Yun’s mockery cut deep as he announced the staggering sum.
The auction hall erupted in shocked gasps. Thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones! Others crept up by mere hundreds, yet this madman tossed out eight thousand extra like pebbles. What hidden ancestral family bred such extravagance? And where were his protectors?
Suspicions swirled. This wasn’t mere youthful recklessness – such audacity hinted at powerful backing. Even Leng Yifeng and Jue Chen exchanged wary glances, their murderous impulses tempered by caution.
"Thirty thousand?" Leng Yifeng sneered. "The Alchemy Cauldron Sect only authorized you twenty thousand. Prove you can pay!"
"Exactly!" Jue Chen pounced. "The Sect’s rules demand immediate payment for bids!"
Tian Yicheng lumbered to his feet. "Show us the stones, brat, or face the consequences!"
The mob surged with accusatory shouts, hiding behind the Sect’s authority.
"Brother Ye…" Zeng Xuan murmured uneasily.
Zhuge Chong chuckled. "Relax. He’s always three steps ahead."
Ye Yun winked. "Just loose change, Brother Zeng."
"Loose?!" Jue Chen spat. "This auction deals in stones, not trinkets!"
Ye Yun snorted. "Says the pauper whose purse echoes emptier than his threats. Can’t afford the game? Don’t play."
Jue Chen nearly choked on his fury.
"Elder Shan Yu Chun!" Ye Yun beckoned. "Do the honors."
The trembling elder hurried over, accepting the carelessly tossed storage pouch. With a dramatic flourish, he upended it – releasing a cascading hillock of glowing top-grade spirit stones.
The crowd’s jeers died mid-breath.
Leng Yifeng and Jue Chen’s faces darkened with churning Dark Energy. Their eyes met, twin snakes coiling around shared understanding. If lawful methods failed… other options remained.
A predatory grin crept across their lips.
