Mystique Soul: A Cultivator's Flame
Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Chapter 57

Feng Jiao Xue watched as people gets excited. Travelling her gaze all over the hall, it appears less than half of the hall is interested in it.

"Jin De,how can I tell if I resonates with the weapon?" Feng Jiao Xue asked in their mind link.

"Try to pour your Qi to it and sense the spirit within. For high level spirit guardians, they may attack or kill but the spirit inside is just a half baked guardian. It would need to be honed in battle first before becoming well, as authentic as it can get" Huang Jin De explained as he snapped out of his cultivation state."But you would need to get close though to put your qi into the.... nevemind then"

Feng Jiao Xue sent a thin strand of her qi into the weapon, as thin as a thread making sure to keep it high up and out of the way of other’s to keep it from being percieved.

As she put a strand of her consciousness into the weapon, she felt others probbing it too.

She frowns as she felt a barrier. It wasn’t solid. It was like pushing on a jelly. It bends as she pushed but snap back when she pulls away.

Feng Jiao Xue informed Huang Jin De of the feeling.

"That’s normal. For those that has an affinity with the weapon they can easily enter the space to get to the test but for you, or those like you that aren’t fated for it. It would be harder"

"I don’t believe in fate. The outcome we face is the consequences of our actions and choices." Feng Jiao Xue replied calmly.

"You’d be surprised. You personally got reincarnated, known for a fact that you have a previous life, live in a world where magic and dou qi co-exist, where beasts, spirits and humans live together. Destiny and fate is not that hard to believe on, Jiao Xue" Huang Jin De convinced her.

Feng Jiao Xue fell silent at that.

"Okay, if I’m not fated with this weapon, how can I make it that it becomes mine?" Feng Jiao Xue asked, her finger tapping on the arm rest of her chair.

"Force it to submit to you" Huang Jin De supplied.

"Forced it huh?" Feng Jiao Xue thought about it before pressing on the jelly, instead of pushing and pushing at the invisible barrier, she converged her qi and magic together, interwining them like two strings.

An etherial, celestial silver string magic interwhined with a golden yellow string of energy. Together, they burned and pulse harder and broke through the barrier.

Feng Jiao Xue felt her magic and dou qi slowly being entering the weapon’s consciousness before it begun sucking more and more.

Thinking that it was natural, she let it before frowning when it started taking more and more.

Feeling unease, Feng Jiao Xue tried to withdraw but it was like the spirit within the grasping the strand, preventing her from taking it back and pulling more and more from her dramatically.

"Jiao Xue!" Liang Feng supported her in his arms when she felt herself weakening . Her face paling.

"That d@mn lowly spirit!" Huang Jin De cursed, using his qi to interwine with Feng Jin De’s strand.

"Shrriiieeeee!!!" A loud piercing sound reverberated from the hall as Huang Jin De burned the spirit within before it ejected them both.

Liang Feng covered Feng Jiao Xue ears at the sharp shriek.

"Gasp, did you hear that?"

"I’m not deaf. That was from the weapon right?"

"That burst of energy... we must acquire that weapon for our young miss!"

"Sh!t, forget about the daggers! I must have that war fan!"

"I never seen a weapon react like that, I wonder what cause it?"

Feng Ming coquetishly hugged Liang Xian’s sleeves. "Brother Xian! Brother Xian! The weapon just resonated with me right now. You have to help me get it" she excitedly told the third prince, her eyes gleaming with greed.

Feng Ming looked at the pale Feng Jiao Xue being supported by the Liang Feng and smirked triumphantly. ’That b!tch must have been rejected ahaha! Feng Jiao Xue, Feng Jiao Xue, so what if you beat me? That was just a fluke. Your still destined to be beneath my feet!"

"Ming’er, did you just say it resonatedwith you?" Liang Xian asked snapping Feng Ming from her thought as he lovingly held her hand. His eyes cold and calculating yet Feng Ming was far too blinded by exiliration to notice.

Feng Ming nodded. "Yes, I’m sure brother Xian, the petal’s blade is meant for me! It’s spirit accepted me!" she loudly proclaimed making sure everybody hears.

"Then, let me buy it for you, Ming’er" Liang Xian promised dotingly, a smirk on his lips. "200,000 silver!" he called generously.

"200, 000 silver from number 4! Any other bid?" The host smiled as he looks around. "You’ve felt the demonstration of it’s power from the weapon itself! Everyone! 200,000 thousand going once!"

Everyone looked hesitantly at that. They had seen that the owner of bidder no 4 was the third prince. So, they waited for someone to raise their bid first.

"That- you" Liang feng glared at his brother having heard everything. "Don’t worry , Jiao Xue, if you want that, I’ll buy it for you. You can just use it as a fan to cool off. It still looks pretty" He harrumph childishly, rubbing circles on Feng Jiao Xue’s pulse. "400 000 silvers!" He calls out, raising his number. Directly doubling the number.

"I’m fine" She sighs as she told Liang Feng, gathering herself. "And you don’t have to win it for me."

Her eyes flickered to the weapon before at Feng Ming.

Liang Feng looks at her and saw the glint in her eyes, as if telephatically, he matched her cold smile.

"450, 000 Silvers!" Feng Ming called.

Liang Feng was about to raise his number when Feng Jiao Xue took the number from him.

"Slow down, princey. You still have a reputation to maintain. Allow me" Feng Jiao Xue smirk.

"450, 001" She raised the number.

"Oh, devious~" Liang Feng chuckled.

Liang Xian and Feng Ming glared at their direction.

"500,000"

"500,001"

"550,000"

"550,001"

Liang Xian’s expression darkened as the glass of wine he was holding cracked.

"Your highness, brother Xian, that trash is just messing with you. I need the weapon, big brother. With it, I can be the clan’s number 1 miss again" Feng Ming pouted.

The fight against Feng Jiao Xue has sky rocketed Feng Jiao Xue in the eyes of the clan. She has become the miracle, the talk of the clan, no, the talk of the empire.

Feng Ming clenched her jaw. That’s supposed to be her spot light. It was supposed to be Feng Jiao Xue that they are mocking and Feng Ming that their praising. But ever since that battle, it was always Feng Jiao Xue this, Feng Jiao Xue that everywhere in the clan grounds!

Because of her... Feng Ming glared at Feng Jiao Xue secretly, because of her, the third prince have spent less and less time with her.

If her father hasn’t insisted that he accompanies her, she doubts she would have invited her instead of those other hussies!

"600,000!!!" Liang Xian bidded again.

"600,001" Feng Jiao Xue followed after before looking at Liang Feng. "Do you know what Liang Xian’s budget is?"

"10,000 gold coins and with his pride, I bet you can raise it there" Liang Feng informed, not at all guilty at giving his brother’s head to her in a silver platter.

"Becuase of his pride" Feng Jiao Xue smirked.

"Becuase of his pride" Liang Feng echoed with a smirk.

"Jin De, how much is that weapon actually worth?" She asked through their mind link.

"Estimating its strength and the guardian spirit, tens of gold coins to a couple of hundreds." Huang Jin De replied not daring to go back to his cultivation after what had transpired.

"Maximum?" Feng Jiao Xue inquired.

"500 gold coins" Huang Jin De estimated.

"750,000" Liang Xian bidded angrily.

"750,001"

"800,000"

"800,001"

"Aren’t you going to stop this? She’s just playing. Isn’t this against the rules or something?" Feng Ming finally asked the host.

’Took them long enough’

"On the contrary, everyone is allowed to bid freely as long as they can pay for it. Miss Feng Jiao Xue, can you provide proof that..." The host asked but Liang Feng cut him off by showing his card.

"She’s my honorary little sister" Liang Feng smiled a helpless yet dotting brother facade as if the one causing trouble is just his mischevous little sister.

"Then the bidding is acceptable" The host smiled politely.

Feng Jiao Xue laughed in her mind. Of course it would be acceptable. They would have to be blind and stupid if the auction staffs can’t see what she’s doing but she’s doing them a favor by raising the prize and even if the buyers question it, the fact remains that the guild provides too much value to be boycotted by this rich b@stards.

"1 gold coins" Feng Jiao Xue bidded.

Liang Xian hesitated for a while as Feng Ming tries to beg him coquetishly.

"What’s wrong little brother? Can’t afford to bid anymore? Is that why you have your... girl make trouble?" Liang Feng provoked.

"Of course not big brother" Liang Xian forced himself to smile as he continued to bid against Feng Jiao Xue raising the number one after another.

"9,500 gol coins, going once? going twice?..... Going trice? .... Sold to number 4!" The host closed the bid.

Feng Jiao Xue cackled in her mind while Liang Feng just charmingly smiled at her with pampering gaze.

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