System Auction Shop, I'll sell out across all realms!

"The auction is now starting!"

As soon as Lin Tian finished speaking, the entire hall fell into an unusual silence for a moment.

Everyone was still in shock from the third-tier top-grade item and had not fully recovered.

We looked at each other, but no one spoke first.

In that brief silence...

A young monk in rough clothes in the front row shakily raised his hand:

"I...I'll offer eleven thousand spirit stones!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet hall.

After shouting, he leaned back in his chair as if he had collapsed.

But his face was beaming with a happy smile.

He turned to the person next to him and said:

"Great, great, great! I've finally participated in a Tier 3 top-tier item auction! That's something for me now!"

That shout seemed to have flipped a switch, and the hall immediately became lively.

"I'll offer twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

Bidding calls rose and fell, but the increases were pitifully small.

Because they were just there to liven things up...

These people all knew in their hearts that a third-tier top-grade item was something they could not possibly get their hands on.

But just being able to get involved and shout it out is enough to brag about for a lifetime.

They were all beaming, as if they really had a chance to bring this divine sword home.

Lin Tian stood on the stage, his face calm, with a faint smile on his lips.

He wasn't in a hurry because he knew that the real bidding hadn't even started yet.

really.

Just as the price stopped at 13,000 spirit stones and no one continued to bid, the price reached a critical point.

A rough voice echoed from a private room on the second floor, like muffled thunder rolling across the hall:

"Twenty thousand spirit stones!"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

That person made a move!

All eyes turned to the private room on the second floor—Lion Madness.

Twenty thousand spirit stones.

This number was like a bucket of ice water, completely chilling the previously enthusiastic atmosphere.

The cultivators all fell silent, their expressions shifting from excitement to wry smiles.

"Alright, the big shot has made a move."

"Twenty thousand spirit stones... I couldn't save that many in eight lifetimes."

"Forget it, it's already worth it to have shouted it out. I can brag about it for three years when I get back."

Everyone shook their heads, but no one seemed surprised.

How could a top-grade third-tier spirit sword possibly fall into the hands of rogue cultivators like them?

From the very beginning, they knew who this sword would ultimately belong to.

It can only be between two people—

Lion Madman, vice leader of the Mad Lion Mercenary Group.

Xiao Gu, the Foreign Affairs Elder of the Xiao Clan, one of the four great families.

Apart from the two of them, no third person present was qualified to compete for the sword.

At this moment, inside a private room on the second floor.

Lion Madman stared intently at the Qingyun Sword on the stage, his gaze burning as if it were about to spit fire.

He leaned forward, his hands braced on the table in front of him, his knuckles turning white from the effort.

The Mad Lion Mercenary Group is the largest mercenary group in Xuantian City.

They monopolized the route for hunting monsters and gathering spiritual materials from the east of the city to the northern wilderness.

They wielded considerable power, with hundreds of men under their command.

But even for such a behemoth, the strongest spiritual weapon in the group was only a low-grade third-tier spiritual weapon.

Even this was only obtained after the regimental commander, Shishan, pulled countless strings.

It's not that we can't afford higher-level spiritual artifacts, it's that we simply don't have the means to acquire them!

Even if a third-tier spiritual weapon were to be revealed, it would be snatched up by the City Lord's Mansion and the four major families!

It's simply not their mercenary group's turn!

There is a difference of two whole minor realms between the third-tier low-grade and the third-tier top-grade.

If my elder brother can obtain this Qingyun Sword, his strength will definitely increase greatly!

With a top-grade third-tier spirit sword and his elder brother's late-stage Kaiyuan Realm cultivation, their combat power would at least triple.

By then, the Mad Lion Mercenary Group's strength will be comparable to that of the four major families in the city!

As Lion Mad thought of this, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

And what made him even more fortunate was...

Of all the forces present today, only that old fox Xiao Gu has the ability to compete with him.

Although the four great families have deep foundations, Xiao Gu was just strolling around casually today, so he certainly didn't have many spirit stones on him.

While he was shouting out 20,000 spirit stones, he had already contacted his elder brother, Lion Mountain, via a telepathic message.

"Big Brother is on his way with all the savings the group has!" Lion Madman

He licked his dry lips, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Gu, if you don't bring enough spirit stones today, this sword belongs to my Mad Lion Mercenary Group!"

His gaze pierced through the gap in the screen and landed on Xiao Gu's private room across the way, a dangerous smile slowly curving his lips.

Downstairs in the lobby, more than 700 cultivators sat quietly, looking up at the two private rooms on the second floor.

The real battle has only just begun!

Inside Xiao Gu's room, his usual calm and collected demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

He was glued to the window, his hands braced against the window frame.

His eyes were fixed on the pale blue longsword on the stage, like a hungry wolf eyeing a Westerner.

Tier 3 Supreme Item.

Oh my god, the Qingyun Sword!

Although the Xiao clan is one of the four major families in Xuantian City, it ranks last.

Above them were three great mountains: the royal family, the Li family, and the Zhao family.

The Xiao clan wants to turn the tide, but what they lack is a top-tier magic weapon that can command respect.

And the Qingyun Sword before us is that opportunity.

With a top-grade third-tier spirit sword, the Xiao clan patriarch's combat power will increase by at least 50%.

This is enough to move the Xiao clan up a notch in the ranking of the four great families.

So at this moment, Xiao Gu was frantically sending a telepathic message to the clan leader, Xiao Xuan, using the telepathic jade scroll.

He gripped the warm, smooth jade in his left hand tightly, pouring his spiritual energy into it as if it were free.

One message after another sank without a trace, receiving no response.

"Chief! Come back! Come back quickly!"

Xiao Gu's forehead veins bulged, and beads of sweat trickled down his temples.

This was the most exciting moment of his life.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the moment that will determine the fate of the Xiao clan for the next ten years.

However, there was only silence on the other end of the telepathic message.

Xiao Xuan may be in seclusion or handling important clan affairs.

It's also possible that they didn't take Xiao Gu's casual conversation about browsing the auction house seriously at all.

Xiao Gu took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, a resolute glint in his eyes.

That's too late.

Can't wait any longer.

That brute Lion Madness has already begun!

If I don't step in now, this sword will fall into the hands of the Mad Lion Mercenary Group.

At that point, it will be virtually impossible for the Xiao clan to buy the sword back from those desperate criminals who live on the edge!

Xiao Gu suddenly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the gap in the screen.

He saw the precious Qingyun Sword on the platform!

It's shining brightly; it's waiting for me to take it back!

He took a deep breath, and his voice, steady and powerful, rang out from the private room:

"Twenty-three thousand spirit stones!"

hiss

fizz

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