Huang Feiyan's angry shout made countless powerful figures frown. This person was far too narrow-minded.
Everyone wants treasures, but does anyone have to give way to you just because you need them? Fair competition is not allowed? Bidding a price, and you're asking for death? The Xuan Beast clan is just too arrogant.
"Aren't you here? What crap am I looking for?" Long Chen was furious too. This woman was way too arrogant—she couldn't even buy things. He rarely stooped to the level of women, but this Huang Feiyan made him very annoyed, so he snapped back.
"Pfft!"
Beitang Rushuang, sitting nearby, almost spat out the tea she had just swallowed. This Long Chen could curse people so badly he could curse them out loud.
Huang Feiyan noticed many people's strange expressions, with a hint of amusement in her eyes. However, she didn't know much about human culture. She was stunned for a while before reacting, her face turning ashen with anger. She pointed at Long Chen, about to curse.
"Sit down,"
Kunpengzi, who had been silent beside Huang Feiyan and had been silent all along, said coldly.
Huang Feiyan looked at Long Chen with some reluctance, but in the end, she forced herself to turn her head away. Clearly, no matter how proud and willful Huang Feiyan was, she still listened to Kunpengzi, which showed how highly Kunpengzi held in the Xuan Beast clan.
Dongfang Yuyang had just frowned when he saw Huang Feiyan stand up and scold Long Chen. He had already said before that he would personally accompany everyone, give him some respect, and not cause trouble.
Zhao Wuji, Shi Lingfeng, and the others didn't provoke Long Chen, but Huang Feiyan seemed not to hear what he had said before, which was quite annoying.
However, Huang Feiyan was, after all, a powerful member of the Xuan Beast clan. Dongfang Yuyang would not expel her unless absolutely necessary, as that would not align with the original intention of convening the Ancient and Modern Heroes Gathering.
Fortunately, Kunpengzi stepped in and suppressed the matter, but everyone could see that Huang Feiyan was even more ruthless than the legends said. Perhaps only Kunpengzi could suppress her.
"Young Master Long Chen has bid one hundred and five Nether Spirit Pearls. Is there a higher bidder? If not, I announce ...," the middle-aged man shouted loudly.
"Two hundred." Huang Feiyan's voice was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth; she must have already harbored deep hatred for Long Chen in her heart.
Two hundred Nether Spirit Pearls was already a considerable price. Even among those present, they were peerless prodigies, each one wealthy, but for them, it was still a considerable sum.
A hundred pieces was already very unworthwhile. Bidding two hundred—it just shows Huang Feiyan had gone mad—not steaming buns to prove herself, and now she was going head-to-head with Long Chen.
"Two hundred and five pieces." Long Chen replied indifferently.
With Long Chen's bid, Huang Feiyan's eyes nearly blazed with fury. She was already certain that Long Chen was deliberately targeting her, adding five at once—clearly just to toy with her.
Huang Feiyan was about to bid three hundred pills. This was no longer just about price, but a contest of financial power. She didn't believe that Long Chen, who had no background, could match her in terms of wealth.
"Let him have it," Kunpengzi said calmly.
"Why should I?" Huang Feiyan was furious—Kunpengzi actually wouldn't let her fight anymore.
"You're so irritable and quick-tempered, unable to control your emotions. Even if I gave you a pile of Infinite Eight Bitter Roots, it would be useless.
External power is just support; ninety-nine percent of cultivation depends on oneself. There's no shortcut—can a tiny root of the Infinite Eight Bitters change fate? It's basically a joke.
If you can see yourself clearly, it is more effective than eating ten roots of infinity and suffering. If you refuse to accept failure, you will never reach that level.
No one can soar overnight; you need to step back and advance, be quick and slow, and keep strengthening yourself as you move forward.
There are those who soar to great heights too, but in the end, they all die from falls. Not knowing how to stop and think, blindly following the current—what kind of situation can they become? Kunpengzi said coldly.
Because earlier, when Huang Feiyan angrily scolded Long Chen and shut down the soundproof barrier, all the powerful figures present heard Kunpengzi's words.
They couldn't help but nod silently. Kunpengzi was the true master. As a mysterious beast, he was calm and wise, able to control his emotions. No wonder he was chosen as the successor by the Peng Emperor.
It should be known that the Xuan Beast clan, after all, are beast clans. They are naturally irritable and quick-tempered, and their understanding of the Heavenly Dao is far inferior to that of humans.
Heaven gave them strong bodies and long lifespans, but it deprived them of their perception of the Heavenly Dao. That's why people often say that Heaven is fair—if it gives you something, it will take away another.
Similarly, if someone takes something from you, it will quietly give you something back. Perhaps this is the true way of heaven.
But Kunpengzi remained calm and aloof throughout, with the bearing of a true emperor. In front of him, Huang Feiyan was clearly a bit childish.
"Two hundred and five Nether Spirit Pearls per time."
"Two hundred and five Nether Spirit Pearls, twice."
"Two hundred and five Nether Spirit Pearls three times. Congratulations, Young Master Longchen, on obtaining the Infinite Eight Bitter Roots." The middle-aged man in charge of the auction shouted loudly.
Long Chen curled his lips, congratulations my ass. In someone else's hands, this thing is useless—only I can do it.
If it weren't for that idiot Huang Feiyan, the value of this item would have been no more than fifty Nether Spirit Pearls. But auctions have never been a place to bargain, Long Chen knew very well.
Soon, the auction began for the second treasure: a bone armor, also an ancient item with divine patterns. However, like the Infinite Eight Bitter Roots, it was considered incomplete.
There was no helping it—these items were all too old, with many parts missing. That's precisely why the owner was willing to auction them off.
Nevertheless, this bone armor still contains many rare runes, which hold great research value and hold significant potential for exploration.
As soon as the bone armor appeared, it immediately attracted a lot of attention. The starting bid was still thirty Nether Spirit Pearls, but it was quickly raised to one hundred and fifty Nether Spirit Pearls.
The final price was 180 Nether Spirit Pearls, which Nangong Zuiyue had won at auction. She was especially fond of such historically valuable items.
"Last time it was turtle shell, this time it's bone armor. Hehe, make a few more pieces of tofu, you can simmer them together in soup, and add my Wuji Eight Bitter Roots too—it's definitely a big nourishment." Long Chen said with a smile.
When Long Chen said this, even Nangong Zuiyue laughed. Both times she had bought bones, it was indeed strange for a woman to keep buying such things.
Just as the third treasure began to be auctioned, the items Long Chen and Nangong Zuiyue had won arrived.
Having obtained the Infinite Eight Bitter Roots, even with Long Chen's composure, his heart still raced. If he succeeded, he would live a life of luxury; if he failed, the more than two hundred Nether Spirit Pearls would be wasted.
Long Chen obtained the Roots of Eight Bitterness of Infinity and threw them directly into the chaotic space, covering them with spiritual earth. After careful observation, unfortunately, even though the roots were covered by the soil of the chaotic space, there was still no sign of recovery.
Normally, any spiritual herb, even a withered branch, as long as buried in the soil, would bring spring to life and vitality. But this Infinite Eight Bitter Root showed no reaction at all.
Long Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It seemed that the last trace of life force of this Infinite Eight Bitter Root had been exhausted; even the Chaos Pearl was powerless to save it.
The auction continued, and it must be said, this time,Almost all the items being auctioned were masterpieces, each extremely tempting. Long Chen wished he could buy them all, but unfortunately, he didn't have the money and could only quietly be a spectator.
At this moment, Long Chen finally saw what deep foundation meant. He had thought his wallet must be quite full, since the Hundred Flowers Ming Dao Pill had earned him five hundred Nether Spirit Pearls.
But Long Chen realized that five hundred Nether Spirit Pearls were nothing special. So far, only about thirty treasures had been auctioned, and many people had already bought more than five hundred Nether Spirit Pearls.
Not to mention others, just Nangong Zuiyue, who was by Long Chen's side, had already spent over six hundred Nether Spirit Pearls. Long Chen glared and asked, "Are all you city folks this rich?" Nangong Zuiyue just smiled without saying a word.
"Zhiqiu, is there anything you like in your eyes? If so, just say it. Even though I don't have money, I can lend you some. The two people next to me are both wealthy people." Long Chen smiled at Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu's personality had always been cold and unsmiling, making the atmosphere here somewhat serious. Long Chen wanted to mediate a bit.
"Let me tell you, I won't lend you anything. I don't have many Nether Spirit Pearls left, so don't try to get my way." Beitang Rushuang said warily, this guy had no money of his own but was generous with others' money. That's just too bad.
"I don't have anything I like. This time, my master gave me three hundred Nether Spirit Pearls. Long Chen, you should take them and use them first." As Ye Zhiqiu spoke, he took out a spatial pouch and handed it to Long Chen.
Long Chen was instantly embarrassed. It was originally a joke, but Ye Zhiqiu took it seriously. The main issue was how Long Chen could bear to take Ye Zhiqiu's money in front of everyone.
"Wow, I didn't expect that Hero Long Chen actually has the potential to play the pretty boy!" Seeing this, Beitang Rushuang deliberately teased Long Chen. During the days they spent together, Long Chen had been as slippery as an eel, always teasing her, and rarely got the chance for revenge.
Damn, I was originally thinking of accepting it first. If something good came up later, the two of them combined their Underworld Spirit Pearls might be worth competing for, because the treasures behind them kept getting better and more expensive.
But after hearing Beitang Rushuang say that, Long Chen felt embarrassed to reach out. Seeing Long Chen's embarrassed expression, Beitang Rushuang couldn't help but laugh so hard she couldn't help but tremble with joy.
"Qilin horns, wow, this stuff is here."
Suddenly, Ye Lingshan cried out in alarm. A giant horn appeared on the auction stage, its divine patterns flickering and exuding an ancient, desolate aura. Clearly, this was not a defective item.
As soon as the Qilin Horn appeared, it sparked fierce competition, and in the end, Huang Feiyan bought it for 1,080 Nether Spirit Pearls.
This also broke the highest auction price at the auction—the Qilin Horn was taken by Huang Feiyan. Clearly, the Qilin Horn was extremely useful to her.
"Everyone, the Qilin Horn we just auctioned was one of the three supreme treasures featured as the grand finale of this auction.
In other words, there are still two treasures left. If you haven't managed to get a copy yet, make sure to seize the opportunity.
Next, look closely—this is a truly captivating treasure. "
Whoosh."
As the middle-aged man finished speaking, he lifted a piece of red cloth from the stone platform with his large hand. In an instant, the powerful figures present couldn't help but cry out in surprise.