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第两千二百七十四章 出手不凡

Strangled by emotion, Lin Xuan could barely speak. However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that looked even worse than crying:

"That's as per Brother Yi Fu's suggestion, how should we proceed with this auction?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ding doesn't need to worry. I would have mentioned it anyway."

How cunning was Tianheng Fu! He knew the other party's anger all too well, yet he ignored it and maintained a calm demeanor.

"In fact, I've already said that if materials are used as auction items, the rules are simple. I will list the inventory, and after providing the base price materials, whoever can offer more additional materials will be able to secure their desired talismans in the end. So, Fellow Daoists don't need to rush or compete here. The list I just provided is merely for the base prices."

"What?!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"This is too unfair."

Tianheng Fu's words sparked a commotion among the ancient demons below. It was understandable; he had listed nearly one hundred rare and precious materials, though not unobtainable treasures, each highly valuable in its own right. The total value would be astronomical, but this was just for the base prices.

How could it be so unfair?

Tianheng Fu's appetite seemed too large. In an auction, the difference between base price and final sale price often varied greatly, sometimes by several times. This Fu family's demands were unreasonable indeed.

"Even if you don't want to participate," Tianheng Fu continued, "you still need to present the base materials each time you bid higher. Because this is different from an auction of magic stones, we have to adjust our rules a bit."

"The hell with it." The Black Water City Lord was livid. What kind of worthless talismans were these? He wouldn't participate if he didn't want to.

"Me neither," the first bidder said as he sat back down, his limit reached by presenting the base materials. Adding more would be a waste for him. In different eyes, this talisman's value varied greatly.

Two out of three bidders withdrew according to auction rules, permanently losing their chance in this round. Zhěn Er had also considered withdrawing but hesitated and decided to try his luck.

"I'll present the base materials."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and a storage bag flew onto the stage. His heart was filled with tension; it would be hard to gather all the base materials. If only they were the only ones left, he could get a good deal.

Indeed, his analysis was correct. But how could Tianheng Fu, who was shrewd, not have considered this possibility? He maintained a calm demeanor as if nothing mattered.

Sure enough, after a few moments, a cold voice echoed: "This talisman is mine; base materials next."

With that, a black storage bag flew to the stage.

"As for additional materials, I've prepared ten." The old man's tone was haughty, and indeed he had the right to be so—Feng Shān Senior, a Spirit Formation Realm ancient.

"Ahaha, Senior Feng Shān has been waiting. Let me check."

Tianheng Fu bowed low, confident that the base materials were correct. He then assessed the additional ten materials. The value shocked everyone present; indeed, a Spirit Formation Realm existence could not be underestimated.

Zhěn Er slumped in disappointment; there was no chance of getting a good deal now.

However, Feng Shān Senior's joy didn't last long. Soon another bid came: "Base materials counted by Fellow Daoist Fu, and I have fifteen additional ones."

Two more storage bags flew up.

"Still that boy," Feng Shān Senior's face was as dark as the sky before a storm. The life-reviving talisman had been stolen from him; could he steal it again?

Tianheng Fu remained calm on the surface but was secretly delighted, quickly counting the materials. Lin Xuan's offerings were undoubtedly valuable.

"Hmph."

Feng Shān Senior refused to back down this time. Life-reviving talismans might sound impressive, but their effectiveness and practicality fell short compared to replacement talismans.

In other words, he was determined to win!

"I'll add ten more."

Several treasures flew into Tianheng Fu's hands as the old monster showed off his strength. Lin Xuan had no intention of backing down; apart from base materials, almost all were magical beast skins and bones. His months in the Fiery Mountain Range had yielded a wealth of such materials, making him indifferent to their value.

Initially, he went there to hunt beasts for exchanging talismans with Fu's family.

The two continued bidding, presenting various materials, leaving everyone present staring wide-eyed at Lin Xuan’s extravagance.

Tianheng Fu's family lord was beaming with joy.

After a fierce competition, Lin Xuan emerged victorious. A Spirit Formation Realm existence? Compared to him, what did it matter?

In the final bid, Feng Shān Senior finally gave up, his face turning ashen with anger, waiting for Lin Xuan.

It was understandable; he could not tolerate such repeated defeats. If not for the old monster of Fu's family, he might have acted on his anger and eliminated Lin Xuan.

His eyes burning with rage, Lin Xuan knew he had been despised by Feng Shān Senior. But he couldn't have it both ways—wanting to be inconspicuous while also wanting treasures.

Lin Xuan was not afraid; he had offended Spirit Formation Realm beings before!

Despite his calm demeanor, the ancient demons began discussing him. He had stolen two talismans from Feng Shān Senior in a row and couldn't avoid attention.

"Who is this Lin boy?"

"I don't know, but to offend an old grandmaster like Feng Shān... he must be desperate."

"Hmph, it's hard to say. I advise you not to meddle; watch your tongue," one said.

"Why?"

"If my guess is correct, this boy might also be a Spirit Formation Realm ancient monster."

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