Chapter 12 Heavenly Palace Debuts, a Battle Spirit Powerhouse? Annihilated with a Single Palm, Shocking the Entire Audience!
At this moment, an old man with a face full of sores and a foul stench stood up sinisterly, his eyes looking at Ning Rongrong as if he were looking at a walking medicinal herb.
"Yin Yang Harmony Technique? That's the Yin Ghost Elder from the Blood Sect?"
"I've heard that no woman who falls into his hands can survive more than three days; they're all drained of their life essence and turned into dried corpses!"
Upon seeing this, the people around quickly started discussing it.
These comments nearly made Ning Rongrong faint on the spot.
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Douluo Continent, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"You beast!"
Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Ning Rongrong's father, felt his heart stop the moment he saw the old ghost.
If Rongrong were to be bought by someone like that, she would truly wish she were dead!
And it wasn't just him; even the Seven Kill Sword in Sword Douluo Chen Xin's hand was trembling, but even he was helpless...
...
Meanwhile, the battle breaks through the dimension.
Above the nine heavens, the Heavenly Palace.
Lin Feng leaned lazily against the throne, coldly observing everything through the system.
"Ning Rongrong…"
Looking at the girl crying her eyes out, a hint of impatience flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.
He didn't have much affection for the spoiled and willful young lady in the original work, who didn't achieve much later on.
It even felt a bit noisy.
Thinking of this, his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, preparing to glance at the scene to see the voluptuous Ya Fei.
[Ding! Detected that Ning Rongrong, the carrier of great fortune from the Douluo Continent, is being auctioned off. Key figure Ya Fei has intervened, and a side quest has begun!]
[Mission Objective: Demonstrate your unparalleled resources at the Miteer Auction House and acquire Ning Rongrong as your slave!]
[Mission Reward: Sect's fortune increased by 10%, host gains a portion of the Douluo Continent's fortune!]
[Hint: As one of the chosen women of destiny in the Douluo Continent, if Ning Rongrong is controlled and enslaved, it can accelerate her assimilation and absorption of the Douluo Continent, leading her to become an Emperor!]
Upon hearing the system's notification, Lin Feng's fingers, which were tapping the armrest, paused slightly.
"Absorbing the fortune of another plane?"
"In that case, we can't let her fall into the hands of those good-for-nothings."
"Let's go to a lower-level dynasty to serve as servants and slaves. That would be a good use of all that luck."
"In comparison..."
Lin Feng's gaze fell on Ya Fei, who stood in the second-floor private room, exuding charm, and he continued:
"This woman is much more interesting."
Come on.
As Lin Feng finished speaking, a blue spirit bird made entirely of energy appeared out of thin air and then obediently landed on his fingertip.
Immediately after, Lin Feng flicked his finger, and the bluebird instantly transformed into a streak of light, piercing through the void and heading straight for the Miteer family's auction house.
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On the other side, at the Miteer auction house.
The bidding has entered a fierce stage.
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Four hundred thousand!"
"Five hundred thousand!"
The old ghost stared intently at Ning Rongrong, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Six hundred thousand gold coins!"
"Anyone who dares to try and steal someone from me, the ghost, be careful, or I'll be sneaking up on their window in the middle of the night!"
This threat from a Dou Ling expert made many bidders back down.
It's not worth offending the Blood Sect for a woman.
As Ning Rongrong watched the disgusting old man getting closer and closer, she closed her eyes in despair.
It's over.
However, just when everyone thought the matter was about to be settled, the atmosphere in the VIP box on the top floor of the auction house was somewhat strange.
Because sitting here is none other than the patriarch of the Miteer family, Miteer Tengshan!
But at this moment, this powerful figure who wielded immense influence in the Gama Empire was standing to the side with a fawning smile, personally pouring tea for an elderly man in white robes who sat in the main seat.
The old man had white hair and beard, and had an air of otherworldly grace. Although there was no fluctuation of his aura, the faint but powerful pressure made Teng Shan feel like an ant.
If the other party wanted, they could be crushed to death with a single finger.
Beside the old man stood a cool and aloof young woman dressed in a flowing blue dress.
Suddenly, a beam of azure light ignored the auction house's defensive barrier, pierced through the wall, and landed right next to the girl's ear.
The girl's expression shifted slightly. After respectfully listening to the telepathic message, she leaned down and whispered a few words in the old man's ear.
"Oh? The sect leader has given an order?"
At this moment, Elder Yun, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, startling Teng Shan, who was standing next to him, so much so that he spilled his tea.
"Take a picture of that otherworldly woman and send her to the Great Gan Dynasty?"
"The sect leader's taste is... well, since it's the sect leader's task, it must be done perfectly."
After saying that, Elder Yun slowly stood up and walked straight to the French window. Looking down at the old ghost below who was still shouting, a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"Six hundred thousand per bid! Anyone else making an offer?"
After looking around and seeing that no one else was bidding, the auctioneer slowly raised the gavel.
Upon seeing this, the old ghost immediately revealed a lewd smile, as if he could already see Ning Rongrong writhing and submitting to him beneath him.
One million.
However, just as the auctioneer brought down the gavel, an old voice suddenly came from the VIP box, instantly overshadowing the old man's 600,000!
Upon hearing this enormous number, everyone looked up in astonishment at the top floor.
One million gold coins for a useless vase that can't cultivate? Or to steal the old ghost's woman in public? That's incredibly audacious.
"Who! Who dares to ruin my good time!"
Seeing that someone dared to raise the price, the old man with the ghostly aura instantly flew into a rage, his blood energy surging, and he pointed at the VIP box, shouting:
"You cowardly rat, do you even know I am a member of the Blood Sect? If you have the guts, come out here!"
boom!
However, the moment he finished speaking, a terrifying aura that distorted the space itself erupted from the VIP box!
That's not a Battle Spirit, not a Battle King, not even a Battle Emperor!
It was the pressure of a peak Dou Zong expert!
"Noisy".
With a soft hum, a giant hand formed from pure battle qi appeared out of thin air and, like swatting a fly, directly slapped the Yin Ghost Elder and his VIP seat into the ground!
"puff!"
Before he could even let out a scream, the old ghost who struck fear into the hearts of countless people was instantly turned into a pile of minced meat!
Immediately afterwards, an elderly man dressed in a white robe with cloud patterns stood with his hands behind his back and stepped out into the air.
With each step, ripples spread through the void.
"A Dou Zong level expert?!"
"My God, that totem... it belongs to someone from the Heavenly Palace! It's actually that legendary Heavenly Palace expert!"
[end of the chapter]