Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1169: Waste!

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Waste!

As soon as the woman’s words fell, it wasn’t surprising that they caused an uproar backstage at the Campbell Family auction house.

"Deceiving our Campbell Family auction house is to deceive the Campbell Family!"

"Liam Campbell, the Vice Steward, told you to get lost, and that was being merciful... Yet you, you even falsely accuse him of taking your things! You deserve to die!"

"I’ve lived so long, yet this is the first time I’ve heard of such shameless people."

...

A group of people from the Campbell Family was righteously indignant, glaring angrily at Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Romero, and were utterly impolite with their words.

The old man in the silver robe, the steward of the Campbell Family auction house, after listening to the woman’s words, his expression turned gloomy. He looked at Wyatt Barnes and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Regardless of whether I have anything else to say... now, if I were to say something, would you believe me?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at the old man in the silver robe indifferently, and at the end, he counterasked.

From beginning to end, his expression remained calm, as if he was not at all aware of the impending crisis.

Or perhaps, he was simply not afraid of the current crisis.

"Why waste so much breath on him, Steward! We should deal with them and start preparing for the auction."

Liam Campbell said.

"Do you all agree?"

Immediately after, Liam Campbell looked toward the other people backstage at the auction house.

"Yes! Kill them!"

"They slander Liam Campbell and don’t take our Campbell Family seriously, they deserve to die!"

"Right! They deserve to die!"

...

Liam Campbell’s words acted like a fuse, igniting the atmosphere backstage of the auction house, where every member of the Campbell Family seemed eager to flay Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Romero alive.

It wasn’t until the old man in the silver robe raised his hand that the backstage of the auction house fell silent once again.

"I would actually like to hear what you have to say."

The old man looked at Wyatt Barnes and spoke at a leisurely pace.

"Steward! There’s no need to waste time on such a swindler."

Hearing the old man’s words, Liam Campbell furrowed his brows, a fierce look in his eyes, "As I see it, just finish him off!"

Saying this, Liam Campbell took a step forward, standing beside the old man, ready to attack Wyatt Barnes.

However, he was stopped by the old man’s outstretched hand.

"What’s the matter? Vice Steward Liam Campbell, are you feeling guilty?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at Liam Campbell with a smile that made him feel uncomfortable and his expression grew even darker, but he still snorted, "What do I have to feel guilty about? As if I, Liam Campbell, would actually take your things."

"Whether or not you took my things isn’t for you alone to decide."

The smile on Wyatt Barnes’s face remained unchanged.

"Of course, it’s not for me to decide. Didn’t the person who brought you over say it? You are nothing but swindlers, here to cause trouble at our Campbell Family auction house."

Liam Campbell sneered.

"Is that so?"

Wyatt Barnes gave Liam Campbell a deep look, then raised his hand, suddenly holding a sword and a pill, "Weren’t you asking whether I had more spirit weapons and Pill Medicines on me? I’m truly sorry, I forgot I still had them in my Storage Ring."

As Liam Campbell saw Wyatt Barnes take out the spirit sword and Pill Medicine, his expression changed. Hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, his pupils suddenly shrunk.

"Steward of the Campbell Family auction house, right?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at the old man in the silver robe and casually handed over the sword and the pill, "Just now, your subordinate Liam Campbell has privately pocketed my ’Grade One spirit sword’ and a ’Grade One Return-Life Pill’."

"What a joke!"

Before the old man could say anything, Liam Campbell had already coldly sneered, "Merely a Grade One spirit sword and a Grade One Return-Life Pill, do you think our Campbell Family would need to steal yours?"

"I don’t know if the Campbell Family lacks them... but it seems that you certainly do."

Wyatt Barnes spoke indifferently.

"You!! You’re asking for death!!"

Hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, Liam Campbell could no longer restrain himself and erupted in rage.

While the old man reached out to take the ’Grade One spirit sword’ and ’Grade One Return-Life Pill’ handed over by Wyatt Barnes, Liam Campbell’s Origin Force surged, his ’profound arts’ shadowing him, and his entire being shot towards Wyatt Barnes like a cannonball.

"Liam Campbell!"

The old man in the silver robe, who had just taken the spirit sword and Pill Medicine, never expected Liam Campbell to disregard his warning and attack Wyatt Barnes. In that moment, his expression changed drastically, feeling that his authority was being challenged.

But at this point, even if he wanted to save the young man in purple, it was too late.

Liam Campbell’s move was too sudden.

So sudden that he didn’t even have time to react.

Boom!

Soon, a loud noise rang out, and everyone from the Campbell Family thought the young man in purple had been killed by Liam Campbell.

But as bursts of explosive sounds echoed and gusts of wind blew, what they saw left them dumbfounded.

Heavens!

What did they just witness?!

The young man in purple was standing there, unharmed, while in contrast, Liam Campbell was curled up on the ground, rolling incessantly, sweat beading on his forehead.

"You... you’ve destroyed my Dantian! You’re so cruel! So very cruel!!"

Liam Campbell writhed in pain, clutching his lower abdomen, rolling on the ground while shakingly pointing at Wyatt Barnes, screaming hysterically.

Silence.

A deathly stillness fell over the scene.

The members of the Campbell Family present were all too familiar with "Liam Campbell."

Liam, an elder of their Campbell Family, was not yet over fifty years old and had already reached the astonishing level of the "Fourth Order of Martial Emperor Realm."

However, today, in front of a young man who appeared to be only around twenty-five years old, Liam had his dantian destroyed in a single encounter.

"Has Your Excellency gone too far?"

The old man in a silver robe, the manager of the Campbell Family’s auction house, fixed his steely gaze on Wyatt Barnes.

"Too far?"

Wyatt laughed, "He embezzled my Grade One spirit sword and Grade One Pill Medicine, and even attempted to kill me... Now, all I did was destroy his cultivation. Do you think I’m being excessive?"

"The issue is not yet settled!"

The old man in the silver robe regarded Wyatt warily and said in a deep voice, "I have worked with Liam for many years and understand him quite well... Mere Grade One spirit sword and Grade One Return-Life Pill could not possibly incite his greed."

"That’s right."

"I feel the same way."

...

Many members of the Campbell Family nodded in agreement, glaring at Wyatt with fury, yet none dared to take any further action.

Like the old man in the silver robe, they were all terrified by the strength Wyatt had just displayed.

In only one encounter, he disabled the raging Liam’s dantian.

Wyatt’s strength was so formidable that even the Stewart of the Campbell Family’s auction house, the old man in the silver robe, was wary of him.

"Steward Justin, kill him! Avenge me! Avenge me!!"

Liam, nearly numb from pain, finally ceased rolling and, dripping with cold sweat, desperately urged the old man in the silver robe.

The old man in the silver robe, the Stewart of the Campbell Family’s auction house, was named "Justin Campbell."

"If it had been a regular Grade One spirit sword and Grade One Return-Life Pill, he naturally wouldn’t have been tempted... However, do you think my items, worthy of being the finale at your auction today, would be ordinary?"

Faced with Justin’s skepticism, Wyatt spoke calmly, his demeanor unchanging.

Hearing Wyatt’s words, Liam’s expression drastically changed, revealing a look of terror.

Meanwhile, the eyes of every member of the Campbell Family, including Justin, were drawn to the Grade One spirit sword and Grade One Return-Life Pill in Justin’s hand.

"Isn’t it just a Grade One spirit sword and a Grade One Return-Life Pill? What’s so different about them?"

Many remained skeptical.

Buzz!

As Justin raised his hand, pure Origin Force surged into the Grade One spirit sword, causing it to resonate with a clear and pleasant sound.

Just by its resonating hum, one could tell it was an exceptional sword.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, above Justin’s head in the void, an ancient Azure Dragon phantom appeared, as if boasting his "Seventh Order of Martial Emperor Realm" cultivation.

Quickly, beside the phantom of the ancient Azure Dragon, another extraordinary phenomenon occurred.

A total of nine thousand ancient Horned Dragon phantoms appeared before everyone’s eyes in an instant.

"Amplifies ’ninety percent’!"

While most onlookers were still scrutinizing the group of ancient Horned Dragon phantoms, trying to count them, Justin already realized the significance and exclaimed, somewhat discomposed.

"Ninety percent amplification?"

The place erupted into an uproar.

A Grade One spirit sword with ninety percent amplifying ability was something they had never seen or heard of before.

And today, it appeared before their very eyes?

"Steward, does this Grade One spirit sword truly amplify strength by ’ninety percent’?"

Many swallowed hard, asking with some difficulty.

"How so? You doubt my word?"

Justin looked at these people with irritation, then turned to Wyatt with shock, asking somewhat numbly, "I dare to ask Your Excellency, who crafted this Grade One spirit sword?"

"This was casually crafted by a Grade One Artifact Refiner of my Sect... Well? Is it worthy of being your Campbell Family auction house’s finale for today’s auction?"

Wyatt spoke indifferently, directly posing the question at the end.

"Of course!"

Justin nodded hastily, then his gaze once again fell on the Grade One Return-Life Pill in his hand.

"Andrew, as a Grade Two alchemist, take a look at this Grade One Return-Life Pill."

As the crowd was astounded by the amplifying power of Justin’s Grade One spirit sword, Justin turned to a white-haired old man and tossed the Grade One Return-Life Pill to him.

The old man called "Andrew Campbell" received the Return-Life Pill and examined it closely.

With just one look, his body began to tremble violently.

"What’s wrong with Elder Andrew?"

"Is there something special about that Grade One Return-Life Pill?"

"It must be!"

...

With the Grade One spirit sword as a precedent, the members of the Campbell Family naturally did not underestimate the Grade One Return-Life Pill from that purple-clothed young man.

"Purity... Ninety-one percent purity! This is a Grade One Return-Life Pill with ninety-one percent purity!"

After a moment, Andrew regained his composure, his trembling ceased, and he shouted with inexplicable excitement.

As soon as Andrew’s words fell, the scene fell into dead silence again.

A Grade One Return-Life Pill with ninety-one percent purity?

Heaven!

How astounding must its medicinal effects be?