Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 576 - 577: Clashing against Each Other (2nd Update)

Chapter 576: Chapter 577: Clashing against Each Other (2nd Update)

Chu Fengmian barely moved his lips, then shouted out another price.

This time, he increased the bid by a full five hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

"Master Chu?"

Elder Li beside him was also startled, not expecting Chu Fengmian to bid so lavishly.

For a single Jianmu branch, he actually called out such a high price.

To know, in Elder Li’s view, a Jianmu branch isn’t even worth one hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

Now this price was truly astronomical.

"This person wants to contend with me for it? Then let’s see whose wealth is greater."

Chu Fengmian huffed coldly, sounding very much like a petulant youth.

"This, Master Chu indeed possesses substantial wealth."

At a loss for words, Elder Li looked at Chu Fengmian, his gaze resembling that of one viewing a nouveau riche.

Such actions indeed resembled that of an incensed nouveau riche.

Beside them, Bai Xuan’s eyes flickered. Knowing Chu Fengmian well, she was aware he couldn’t be some mindless, wealthy upstart.

On the contrary, Chu Fengmian’s wisdom was surely far beyond ordinary people’s; he would never pay such a colossal price out of mere spite.

Inside Box No. 10 of the Heavenly Character Rooms.

"Damn it, this person is really opposing Gu Senior Brother."

A disciple of the Ancient Desolate Sect stood up, furiously exclaiming.

"Shall I go out and kill this person?"

"Sit down!"

Gu Lin huffed coldly, a hint of rage in his tone.

"I want to see just how much wealth this fool who knows nothing about life and death has!"

"One million six hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Two million Spirit Stones!"

Chu Fengmian spoke up directly, without any hesitation.

This Jianmu branch was of great use to Chu Fengmian from the start.

Now that Chu Fengmian knew this Jianmu branch was even related to Lingmu Jun’s legacy, he was all the more unwilling to give up on it.

Besides, the person he was contending with belonged to one of the major sects.

"Two million one hundred thousand!"

From Box No. 10, Gu Lin spoke again, his voice already brimming with endless fury.

Anyone who heard it could tell that the master of Box No. 10 was now furious.

"Two million five hundred thousand!"

Chu Fengmian, hearing the anger in the man’s voice, was unmoved, acting as if he hadn’t heard it at all.

"Two million six hundred thousand!"

Inside Box No. 10, Gu Lin’s voice rang out once more.

It was evident to everyone that Gu Lin’s fury intensified with each bid.

He was like a lion on the verge of madness, the current quiet simply the calm before a storm.

"Two million eight hundred thousand!"

Chu Fengmian spoke up again, ice-cold, not giving Gu Lin any chance.

No matter what price Gu Lin quoted, Chu Fengmian always topped it.

"It’s getting interesting; who would have thought the auction would start with such a fierce competition."

"This is no longer mere competition; it’s downright spite. Such a price could exceed the value of the Jianmu branch by tens of times."

"The big shots in the Heavenly Character Rooms truly have limitless wealth."

"Let them be. When the big shots are being spiteful, we just need to watch."

Below, murmurs continued to spread.

Inside Box No. 10.

After being outbid several times by Chu Fengmian, Gu Lin’s face was the epitome of fury.

His anger surged, his face turning beet red, his hair standing on end like an enraged lion.

This fury was such that he almost wished to tear Chu Fengmian apart.

"Damn! Damn it all! This person is blatantly defying me, a provincial native dares to oppose me!"

Gu Lin roared madly.

"Two million nine hundred ninety thousand!"

This bid was nearly an infuriated roar.

Everyone could hear the murderous intent in Gu Lin’s voice.

If it weren’t for the fact that this was an auction, Gu Lin might have killed someone on the spot.

But no matter how crazily Gu Lin roared, Chu Fengmian’s voice remained calm and relaxed as if the wealth he was bidding wasn’t even his.

Millions of Spirit Stones were mere trifles to Chu Fengmian, not even amounting to one ten-thousandth of the wealth in his Blood Sea; of course, he didn’t care.

"Three million!"

Chu Fengmian casually called out another price.

After a pause in booth number ten, a chilling voice rang out the next moment.

"Three million two hundred thousand!"

"Three million five hundred thousand!"

Chu Fengmian continued to bid, still unflustered.

"Three hundred..."

Before Gu Lin could finish speaking, Chu Fengmian interrupted sharply.

"Four million!"

"Four hundred..."

"Five million!"

Without waiting for Gu Lin to finish, Chu Fengmian overwhelmed him with a decisive bid.

"Dammit! Dammit!"

Booth number ten was now filled with complete rage.

"This brat is courting death!"

"Check! Let’s find out who this person is! Kill him!"

"Dare to oppose Brother Gu, dare to oppose our Ancient Desolate Sect, even if he had ten thousand lives, he must die today!"

The disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect chimed in one after another.

"Let’s go!"

"We’ll pressurize the Tongtian Tower to reveal this brat’s identity!"

Furious, the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect were ready to leave their booth to seek the Tongtian Tower’s intervention, to discover Chu Fengmian’s identity.

"Wait!"

Gu Lin spoke with a cold voice.

"Killing this brat is only a matter of time, but today I must obtain this Jianmu branch!"

"Six million Spirit Stones!"

Gu Lin spoke again, his voice filled with boundless murderous intent.

"This Jianmu branch is intended for the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect, I kindly ask everyone to show some respect!"

The moment these words were spoken, anyone could hear the terrifying murderous intent within.

It was an absolute threat.

When Gu Lin mentioned the words "Ancient Desolate Sect", the faces of many powerful individuals present changed drastically.

Even the martial artists of the northern domain were familiar with the name of the Ancient Desolate Sect.

The names of the Seven Great Sects echoed throughout the Nine Domains, and even the northern domain was no exception.

In the northern domain, every martial artist understood what the Seven Great Sects represented.

Supreme, invincible, dominating existences of the Nine Domains, the biggest power in the northern region, Beimang Academy couldn’t even begin to contend with the Seven Great Sects.

"It’s someone from the Seven Great Sects!"

"To compete with them is to offend the Seven Great Sects!"

"Who dares to contend with them now."

"I think the person in booth number eleven is going to back down. The name of the Ancient Desolate Sect is out; any further contention would mean true opposition against the Ancient Desolate Sect."

The martial artists present were discussing among themselves.

From booth number eleven, Chu Fengmian’s voice rang out once again.

"Seven million Spirit Stones!"

After shouting the price, Chu Fengmian’s mocking voice also rose from booth number eleven.

"So what if it’s the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect? At the auction, the highest bidder wins. Broke losers should just roll back to the Central Domain."

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