Chapter 1507
by post_apiChapter 1507: The Crazy Bidding War
All the gazes immediately focused on Su Yi like swords. The crowd’s astonishment wasn’t that Su Yi had so much money to shout such a high price, but that Su Yi had the audacity to compete with Sacred Mountain for something.
Ouyang Jinwei and Li Ling also fixed their eyes on Su Yi, noticing that his disguised appearance was ordinary, and his cultivation level was not very high. However, his words were astonishing.
Su Yi himself wore an indifferent expression, his gaze bright and clear. He smiled warmly at Ouyang Jinwei, full of courtesy, watching her deflate. He felt extremely happy inside.
Li Ling, who was standing by, looked at the calm Su Yi and said appreciatively, "This guy has some bravery!"
"Not many people dare to challenge Sacred Mountain, this kid is similar to that guy," Li Ling murmured to herself.
Ouyang Jinwei glanced at Su Yi out of the corner of her eye, thoughts of Su Yi suddenly flashed through her mind, and a cold light shot out as she looked at Su Yi, examining him with disgust in her eyes.
"You, at the seventh level of the Yuan Void Realm, with such a mediocre appearance, how dare you compete with me?"
Immediately, her gaze withdrew, with a coldness that could freeze, she softly said, "Four hundred thousand three-star Yuan Stones!"
Miss Meng Yao’s eyes brightened as she heard this number, her mind trembled, and she immediately said, "Good! The lady bids four hundred thousand three-star Yuan Stones! Is there a higher bid? If not, then this lady will win!"
In a remote corner of the Fuyao Sect, a middle-aged man in a black robe whispered in a low voice.
"Should we let them continue calling?"
"If they want to call, let them. After all, they all belong to us, hahaha!" The middle-aged man in the black robe’s eyes inside his cloak were chilling, flickering with a murderous aura.
Ouyang Jinwei’s offer shocked the warriors present once again. They shook their heads and sighed in disbelief. She was beautiful, from a noble family, and to top it all off, she had money. How could anyone compete with that?
A sigh, like a whirlpool, swept through the crowd. But Su Yi remained unfazed. He listened attentively to the conversation behind him, his expression serious. He was slender yet dignified, radiating an air of transcendence.
"Miss Meng Yao, haven’t you forgotten about me? I haven’t raised my bid yet, you know."
Su Yi smiled gently, standing tall and confident. He subtly locked eyes with Ouyang Jinwei.
Upon seeing Su Yi’s distinguished appearance, Ouyang Jinwei tried to approach him but was stopped by Li Ling, who whispered softly, "Doesn’t Sacred Mountain have any restraint?"
"Can he really afford it?"
"Bah, kid, don’t butter up someone so much that you trip over the horse’s leg!"
"Exactly, I don’t believe in something ordinary. Where does all that money come from?"
Countless eyes were fixed on Su Yi, anticipating what would happen next.
In the next moment, Su Yi’s actions made Ouyang Jinwei spit blood. Su Yi scratched the back of his head and said slowly, "If the fairy really wants it, then it will be one million three-star Yuan Stones!"
"Wow!"
Everyone present stared in astonishment. Faced with Su Yi’s crazy bidding, their mouths dropped open and they forgot to speak.
The gazes in the room were intense, but at the same time, there was an extreme silence. You could hear a pin drop as everyone’s eyes shifted between Su Yi and Ouyang Jinwei.
Miss Meng Yao on the stage was also looking incredulous, her eyes filled with anxiety as she watched Su Yi as if he were a god.
"Um… young sir, this is something that requires real money! Are you sure?"
Such a large amount of Yuan Stones couldn’t be obtained immediately, but the Overlord Sect had enough resources. If Su Yi really used so many Yuan Stones to help Ling Qianxue recover, he wouldn’t bat an eye.
The most important thing was to infuriate Ouyang Jinwei. Seeing Ouyang Jinwei’s furious expression, Su Yi felt an incredible sense of satisfaction. It was clear that he was going against her!
"Bang!"
Finally, Ouyang Jinwei couldn’t hold back anymore. Her eyes, sparkling like the moon, filled with a wave of emotions. Golden light appeared beneath her feet, and she seemed to expand in size, effortlessly soaring through the air to Su Yi’s side.
The overwhelming aura of the saint king spread out, casting a colossal shadow. The room trembled under the immense power, as if facing a destructive force from the heavens and earth itself, rendering every warrior powerless and unable to move!
Ouyang Jinwei’s gaze, far from being icy cold, looked down on others as if they were ants, and she spoke.
"You want to challenge me?" Her chilly words echoed like a divine melody. Ouyang Jinwei believed that her aura alone could suppress Su Yi, who was only in the Yuan Void Realm.
Yet, Su Yi, in his current state, was far from weak. His Void God Sea within him was vast and boundless. With a slight surge of his energy, he effortlessly dissolved Ouyang Jinwei’s saint king aura.
Squinting his eyes, his hand seals formed behind him. In his eyes, shining with brightness and depth, a hint of amusement emerged as he said softly, "Lady, can’t I haggle if I have money?"
Suddenly, a boundless killing intent surged in Ouyang Jinwei’s deep and bright eyes. She raised her hand and a surging golden elemental energy swept through like a tornado.
"Very well, then we shall see if you have the courage to go against me!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Just when all the warriors thought Su Yi was going to die, a powerful explosion sounded throughout the hall, accompanied by a strong gust of wind that lifted the entire hall, causing sand and debris to fly. The tea tables and stools were shattered by the force of the impact.
Failing to make a move, Ouyang Jinwei felt a great shock in her heart, with a chill running through her. The boy in front of her suppressed his aura!
Li Ling, who was standing beside them, was also somewhat frightened. Looking at Su Yi in front of her, she immediately thought of something and rushed forward in a swift step, trying to hold Ouyang Jinwei back.
Suddenly, without hesitation, Ouyang Jinwei’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.
A terrifying saint king palm imprint, equivalent to the cultivation level of the ninth stage of the Yuan Void Realm, descended suddenly, covering the sky. It carried an immense chaotic energy of the heavens and earth, striking Su Yi like lightning.
"Attack!" Fuyao Sect behind them seized the opportunity. The black-robed figures moved without wind, their robes fluttering. Their elemental energy surged, and their hands stretched out like hooks, reaching towards the glass box.
In the blink of an eye, Su Yi sensed the change behind him with his energy. His heart skipped a beat, and his expression suddenly turned cold, secretly thinking, "This little girl is up to no good! Grab her!"
Before the palm imprint could descend, a fiery and intense palm imprint fiercely clashed with it. The fire-like light, resembling a raging dragon, met it head-on, emanating a terrifying aura capable of destroying everything.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a loud, deep sound that was like thunder. The floor around Su Yi cracked open like a spiderweb. It was very scary!
The temperature in the empty space suddenly rose, and there were faint figures. The surroundings became very unreal.
Just when everyone was scared and confused, two black figures flashed through the intertwined golden and red sea of fire. Their hands were like hooks, shining with a cold light, heading straight towards the glass box.