Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 296 - 297: 200 Drops of Ancient War Dragon Blood Essence (1st Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 296: Chapter 297: 200 Drops of Ancient War Dragon Blood Essence (1st Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

"One hundred million!"

This Dragon Blood Grass was merely the first item up for auction today, and it had already fetched the astronomical sum of one hundred million.

"Who is the person in box number thirteen? They really went all out, completely suppressing the Zhao family."

Everyone present was now looking on with a schadenfreude attitude.

The Zhao family—they dared not offend them, but now that someone else had, they were all eager to watch.

The Zhao family was powerful, having bullied countless people within the Kingdom of Qinhuang. Seeing the Zhao family get trounced, everyone present viewed it as a joke.

"Head steward, this person truly doesn’t know whether to live or die, daring to compete with you for this Dragon Blood Grass. Do we want to go find those old folks from the Ancient City of Nine Tripods and kill this person?"

Numerous Zhao family disciples, angry, said this to please Zhao Xiong.

"The rules of the Ancient City of Nine Tripods are too troublesome. To look for those old ones, we don’t have a very good reason, it’s just over Spiritual Medicine, but our Zhao family will not be afraid!"

Zhao Xiong shouted angrily.

"One hundred fifty million Nine Tripods Pills, sir, if your price can exceed this, feel free to buy it!"

The price of a stalk of Dragon Blood Grass could only be this high, one hundred fifty million Nine Tripods Pills had already reached the limit price.

In Zhao Xiong’s voice there almost lay an endless intent to kill, as if he would murder Chu Fengmian the moment he bid again.

"Really? Then I shall not hold back! One hundred sixty million!"

Chu Fengmian said with a laugh, not taking the murderous threat seriously at all, and instantly made another bid.

This time the bidding was incredibly calm, and Zhao Xiong no longer made a sound.

"Damn! Damn! This person is here specifically to oppose our Zhao family! I must kill him!"

Within box number seven, Zhao Xiong roared in fury.

This price had already surpassed the value of the Dragon Blood Grass. Offering such a price clearly aimed to oppose their Zhao family, and he could no longer contain his fury.

"Very well, this youngster is already a dead man. Anyone who dares to oppose the Zhao family, no matter who he is, even if he is a Saint, must die today!"

Zhao Xiong bellowed, the Divine Power within him erupting wildly, seeming ready to strike at any moment, like a lion with bristled fur.

"Endure! There are certain items designated by the Grand Marshal here today, and we cannot afford to stir up trouble now. Let the kid live for now, and we’ll settle the score after the auction."

Zhao Xiong snorted coldly and ceased bidding.

"Master Chu, please be careful. This Zhao Xiong is no Zhao Chun, he is a formidable Semi-Saint, hardly matched by anyone beneath the Saints."

Seeing Chu Fengmian snatch the Dragon Blood Grass from Zhao Xiong’s clutches, Qian Ya couldn’t help but sigh.

In terms of wealth, Zhao Xiong was clearly no match for Chu Fengmian, especially since spending one hundred sixty million Nine Tripods Pills for a stalk of Dragon Blood Grass.

Such outrageous action was perhaps only something Chu Fengmian could accomplish.

For Chu Fengmian, what he needed most right now was to enhance his own strength, so regardless of the value of the Dragon Birth Herb, Chu Fengmian had to get it, and enhancing his strength was the most crucial matter at hand.

As for wealth, Chu Fengmian could always accumulate it again at any time.

"It doesn’t matter, a mere Semi-Saint is not worth my attention," Chu Fengmian said calmly, his tone revealing his complete disinterest in Zhao Xiong—that Semi-Saint was merely a slightly larger ant in Chu Fengmian’s eyes, unworthy of his concern.

The Dragon Birth Herb was eventually purchased by Chu Fengmian for 160 million Nine Tripods Pills.

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and immediately, a river of pills appeared, flying toward the stands—it was precisely 160 million Nine Tripods Pills.

At the same time, with a motion of Chu Fengmian’s palm, the Dragon Birth Herb was also grasped in his hand and disappeared out of thin air.

Such a display astonished many in attendance; they could not discern Chu Fengmian’s actual strength, but this move was certainly profound.

Chu Fengmian was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

"Now that the Dragon Birth Herb has been obtained, let’s refine it first. My current strength is still a long way from its limit, and with the Qin Emperor Kingdom fraught with crises, the priority is to enhance my power as much as possible."

Upon acquiring the Dragon Birth Herb, Chu Fengmian thought, and the thousand-year Dragon Blood Herb also appeared in his hand.

A burst of flame immediately refined these two Spiritual Medicines into a quintessence of liquid that surged into Chu Fengmian’s body.

The power of the two Spiritual Medicines was instantly refined by Chu Fengmian into extremely pure Spiritual Power, permeating his body.

With a thought, Chu Fengmian secretly activated the Battle Dragon Technique; the ancient Battle Dragon’s phantom within his body surged, devouring the Spiritual Power of the two Spiritual Medicines.

The Battle Dragon Technique could endlessly devour Spiritual Power to condense power unless it reached a limit.

At Chu Fengmian’s current level, merely devouring ordinary Spiritual Power no longer had much significance; Chu Fengmian even needed to devour hundreds of millions, even billions, of Nine Tripods Pills to slightly enhance his level.

Only truly high-grade Spiritual Medicines and unique items could actually enhance Chu Fengmian’s strength.

Especially items like the thousand-year Dragon Blood Herb and the Dragon Birth Herb, which contained the power of a true dragon, also embodying a trace of the ancient Battle Dragon’s power.

Chu Fengmian could extract the ancient Battle Dragon’s power all at once from them and condense it into the phantom of the ancient Battle Dragon within the Battle Dragon Technique.

Within Chu Fengmian’s body, the ancient Battle Dragon’s phantom became larger and larger, continuously reassembling itself; drops of ancient Battle Dragon’s essence blood began to wildly awaken.

"Ten drops, twenty drops, thirty drops... A hundred drops!"

Continuous drops of the ancient Battle Dragon’s essence blood, a full hundred drops, were condensed above the phantom, the medicinal power of the two Spiritual Medicines having proven terrifyingly potent.

It forcefully doubled the amount of ancient Battle Dragon’s essence blood inside Chu Fengmian’s body to two hundred drops.

Chu Fengmian’s body and blood underwent a rapid transformation, and his level broke through to the third tier of the Imperial Wind Realm in an instant.

"Excellent, my strength has substantially increased, at least twice as strong as before!"

Chu Fengmian rejoiced inwardly; the medicinal power of the thousand-year Dragon Blood Herb and the Dragon Birth Herb was indeed stronger than he had imagined and made his level soar once more.

This time, Chu Fengmian facing Divine Power Realm level seven or eight Saints could easily retreat unscathed.

After a while, Chu Fengmian’s aura began to converge, appearing much more subdued than before yet exuding a deeper sense.