Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 575 - 576: Spirit Wood Monarch (1st Update)

Chapter 575: Chapter 576: Spirit Wood Monarch (1st Update)

"What?"

"Someone actually placed another bid?"

"It’s the Heavenly Box again?"

"Items like the Jianmu branches, although precious, are not of much use to the real big shots. Why would anyone fight over it?"

Hearing another price shouted out, there were also several exclamations from below.

"Oh? Four hundred thousand Spirit Stones."

Chu Fengmian was slightly surprised and called out a new number.

"Five hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

Before Chu Fengmian’s words had finished echoing, another bid was called out from Box Number Ten beside him.

These Jianmu branches, typically worth no more than one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, were now astonishingly bid up to the exorbitant price of five hundred thousand.

"Who is in Box Number Ten? Are they also contending with me for these Jianmu branches?"

Chu Fengmian frowned and said.

According to Chu Fengmian’s estimation, by bidding two hundred thousand, he should not have faced any competition for the branches.

But now, as the figure kept climbing, although Chu Fengmian was not concerned about the wealth, it still made him frown.

"In Box Number Ten, that should be a spot belonging to the Earth Origin Pavilion. However, this voice does not seem to be from a member of the Earth Origin Pavilion; it must also be an outsider."

Elder Li spoke slowly from the side.

"Being able to secure a box of the Earth Origin Pavilion, the people inside must have a noteworthy background."

"What should we do? It seems this person is determined to get the Jianmu branches,"

Bai Xuan also spoke in a low voice.

She was aware of the great wealth Chu Fengmian acquired from the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s cave dwelling.

But to spend so much on a Jianmu branch, she was somewhat uncertain.

"No matter. I want to see who dares to compete with me!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly.

His wealth was almost limitless, and he wanted to see who had the audacity to contest the Jianmu branches with him.

"Six hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

Chu Fengmian called out another sky-high price.

At the same time, his Spiritual Sense shot out fiercely, easily penetrating through the box’s wards and inconspicuously entering Box Number Ten.

Inside Box Number Ten, there were many young Martial Artists, all not much older, among whom the strongest sat upon a lofty throne.

Numerous Martial Artists surrounded him like stars around the moon, flattering him.

On their bodies, they wore uniform golden robes, with the words "Ancient Desolate" prominently displayed.

Chu Fengmian recognized them at a glance.

The occupants of Box Number Ten were actually a group of Ancient Desolate Sect Disciples.

Now, hearing Chu Fengmian’s bid, the expressions in the eyes of these Ancient Desolate Sect Disciples revealed a hint of anger.

"Brother Gu, this person really doesn’t know whether he’s alive or dead, daring to compete with you. Should we investigate who it is? Teach them a lesson, showing that those who oppose the Ancient Desolate Sect have only one path to death!"

A disciple of the Ancient Desolate Sect said venomously.

As he spoke, his voice was filled with murderous intent, as if he were high above, controlling the fate of all lives.

In his heart, the life of an average Martial Artist was no more than an ant, an existence he could easily crush to death.

These Ancient Desolate Sect Disciples, each one of them supremely arrogant, especially because the Ancient Desolate Sect was one of the seven great sects, hailing from the most bustling Central Region.

In this remote Northern Region, the Ancient Desolate Sect Disciples looked down on all Northern Region Disciples, naturally not giving them a second glance.

"After all, this is the largest auction in the Sea of Void; the Tongtian Pavilion behind this is not a small force, it’s better not to provoke conflicts."

Another Ancient Desolate Sect Disciple slowly said.

"Hmph, this is nothing more than a remote place in the Northern Region, I refuse to believe they would dare to provoke our Ancient Desolate Sect! Elder Gu, shall I take action and teach that kid a lesson? Cripple his cultivation and let people know the consequences of competing with our Ancient Desolate Sect."

The previously speaking Ancient Desolate Sect Disciple said dismissively.

"Silence!"

Seated on the throne, that Elder Gu spoke coldly.

His words carried an unsurpassable dignity, causing the squabbling voices below to vanish in an instant.

"We are in the Northern Region; it is best not to rashly provoke trouble. It is merely a struggle for wealth, I refuse to believe a Northern Region youngster can compete with me, Gu Lin!"

Gu Lin spoke coldly.

"Seven hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

And the moment Gu Lin spoke, Chu Fengmian’s voice came without hesitation, directly transmitting out, showing the resolve in Chu Fengmian’s heart to win.

"Dammit!"

Hearing this price, a trace of anger appeared on Gu Lin’s face.

The one competing with him, Chu Fengmian, sounded utterly relaxed, each bid seemingly effortless.

Although Gu Lin was wealthy, spending such a huge amount for a Jianmu branch ignited a burning rage in his heart.

"Elder Gu, the Jianmu branch, although precious, counts for little in our Central Region. Once we return to the Central Region, we can obtain one with some effort; you need not compete with these local tribes of the Northern Region over it," said an Ancient Desolate Sect Disciple beside Gu Lin, trying to ingratiate himself.

"Humph, what do you know? The Jianmu branch might not count for a lot, but this Jianmu branch is different," Gu Lin said coldly.

"Among the six ancient caves we entered, one used to be the abode of the powerful being from the Ancient Times, the Spirit Tree Monarch! This Spirit Tree Immortal was once a branch of the Jianmu tree that gained life."

"The abode of the Spirit Tree Monarch isn’t fully opened yet, especially the greatest treasure, the Spirit Tree Monarch’s legacy, that has not yet been claimed by anyone."

"There must be something missing. This Jianmu branch discovered from the Spirit Tree Monarch’s cave could very likely be related to the Spirit Tree Monarch’s legacy. If I obtain the Spirit Tree Monarch’s legacy, I will become an almost invincible figure within the Ancient Desolate Sect; I must obtain this Jianmu branch!"

"One million Spirit Stones!"

Gu Lin once again spoke, launching a staggering bid.

A million Spirit Stones, no one would have expected the first Treasure of the auction, the Jianmu branch, to fetch such a high price.

"The legacy of the Spirit Tree Monarch? I have also heard of this Spirit Tree Monarch, a formidable being from the Ancient Times who dominated far and wide, born from the Jianmu and a figure both demon and immortal."

Chu Fengmian was mildly surprised upon hearing Gu Lin’s conversation, realizing that one of the six ancient caves actually housed the abode of the Spirit Tree Monarch.

Moreover, this Jianmu branch had a significant connection to the Spirit Tree Monarch’s legacy.

"Though the Spirit Tree Monarch cannot compare to the peerless Ancient Dragon Emperor, he was a figure who held sway over the Nine Domains. Whoever obtains his legacy would gain immense benefits," Chu Fengmian thought quietly to himself.

The Ancient Desolate Sect people, it seemed, wanted to compete with Chu Fengmian. It was now time to contend wholeheartedly.

"One million and five hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"