When Perfected Being Cang Lang made the high bid of 2.01 million superior-grade spirit stones, there was no longer any suspense in the auction.
If even Perfected Being Yun Shan and Perfected Being Yi Ning who were similarly from the five major sects had to lower their heads helplessly, cultivators of minor sects or itinerant cultivators stood no chance at all.
As long as ten breaths passed without anyone raising the bid, the opportunity for customizing a supreme-grade spirit weapon this time round would belong to Perfected Being Cang Lang!
“It’s basically settled.”
Outside the crowd, Bai Yuhan said softly.
Ji Yaoxue nodded. “Yes, judging from Perfected Being Cang Lang’s attitude and tone, he must have prepared more than 2 million super spirit stones.”
Bai Yuhan smiled. “That determined aura of his alone is enough to suppress the crowd. Even if someone jumped out to raise the bid right now, it would be hard to win against him. Furthermore, they would sow a grudge with him and it wouldn’t be worth it.”
“That’s right.”
As the two of them conversed, the ten breaths passed.
Indeed, despite having more than a thousand Golden Cores present, none of them had what it took to raise the price!
The dust had settled.
Perfected Being Cang Lang heaved a sigh of relief.
Even if he came prepared, 2 million superior-grade spirit stones was not a small sum to him.
If someone really jumped in to raise the bid at this moment, he could only grit his teeth and continue bidding.
Thankfully, nothing of the sort happened.
Happiness flashed in Perfected Being Cang Lang’s long and narrow eyes as he revealed a smile – he could not conceal the delight on his face.
In a small alley not far away, Gu Xi lowered the curtains and said slowly, “Let’s go back. There’s nothing much to see anymore.”
“Yes, let’s go,” Demoness Ji nodded as well.
The driver rode the carriage and began to turn it around.
The crowd in front of Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop began to disperse as well.
Many Golden Cores were in low spirits as they looked longingly at the doors of Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop.
Perfected Being Cang Lang turned to look at Perfected Being Yun Shan and Perfected Being Yi Ning at the side, smiling faintly. “Thank you for giving in.”
“Fellow Daoist Cang Lang is so rich. I truly can’t beat you, congrats!”
Perfected Being Yun Shan laughed coldly and left with Shi Jian.
Perfected Being Yi Ning harrumphed coldly without saying anything, but she felt indignant.
Perfected Being Cang Lang laughed lightly at the sight of the two of them. Feeling smug, he turned around and raised his chin at Nian Qi. “Hey, young lady. Announce the results.”
Si Yutang said in a low voice, “Junior sister, master succeeded in his bid. We might have a chance to meet Mr. Mo later!”
“Yes!”
Shen Mengqi clenched her fists tightly in anticipation and nodded.
Ever since the auction began, Nian Qi had not said a single word. She stood in front of the door looking at the many Golden Cores bidding below with a calm expression.
It was only at this moment that Nian Qi raised her voice and said, “I hereby announce that the fellow Daoist who has obtained the rights to customize a supreme-grade spirit weapon in this auction is… Number 3!”
The crowd was originally starting to disperse.
However, everyone’s footsteps came to a gradual stop not long after Nian Qi spoke. They had puzzled expressions on their faces.
Number 3?
Wasn’t Perfected Being Yi Ning from Azure Frost Sect Number 3?
Did she announce wrongly or were they hearing things?
Everyone turned around subconsciously.
In the small alley, just as the carriage was about to leave, a soft hum suddenly sounded from within.
“Why Number 3?” A gentle voice sounded, filled with confusion.
Outside the crowd, Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan exchanged glances in shock as well.
“This…”
Bai Yuhan was also a little confused as she blinked her eyes. “Normally, it’s the highest bidder that gets it. Why would it be Number 3?”
Perfected Being Cang Lang’s smile froze on his face when he heard Nian Qi’s voice at the entrance.
Perfected Being Yun Shan’s footsteps came to a stop as he turned back and looked in deep thought.
Perfected Being Yi Ning stood rooted on the spot, unable to react for a moment after being struck by the surprise that fell from the skies.
“Young lady, did you announce it wrongly?”
Perfected Being Cang Lang frowned slightly with a displeased expression.
“No?”
Nian Qi replied naturally.
Perfected Being Cang Lang’s expression darkened. Flipping out his number token, he showed in and said in a deep voice, “Look carefully, I’m Number 1! Earlier on, Number 1 was the highest bidder with 2.01 million superior-grade spirit stones!”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Nian Qi nodded. “You’re right.”
Perfected Being Cang Lang’s expression relaxed slightly when he heard that.
Unexpectedly, Nian Qi changed the topic and said in a serious manner, “But, the one who obtained the right to customize a supreme-grade spirit weapon is Number 3.”
Initially, everyone thought that they had misheard things when the result was announced.
But this time round, all the cultivators present heard it clearly.
Something was happening!
The cultivators who had already left gathered in front of Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop at an even faster speed, most of them gloating and waiting to watch the show.
There was initially no one left around Perfected Being Cang Lang but in the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by people once more!
A mocking look flashed in Perfected Being Yun Shan’s eyes as he asked out of pretension, “Fellow Daoist Cang Lang, what’s going on?”
“Humph!”
Perfected Being Cang Lang had an ugly expression on his face as he snorted coldly. Glaring at Nian Qi with a dark expression, he asked slowly, “Young lady, are you joking with me?”
A terrifying aura was emanating from Perfected Being Cang Lang that slowly closed in to pressure Nian Qi.
Everyone could tell that Perfected Being Cang Lang was really furious at the moment!
Nian Qi was expressionless against Perfected Being Cang Lang’s oppressive aura as she asked instead, “Do I look like I’m joking?”
“Fine! I demand an explanation!”
Perfected Being Cang Lang strode forward. His long and narrow eyes shone brightly as he questioned with an intimidating aura.
Against Perfected Being Cang Lang’s aggression, Nian Qi looked impatient as she frowned and asked, “What explanation do you need?”
“I was clearly the highest bidder at 2.01 superior-grade spirit stones! Why are you giving others the chance to customize a supreme-grade spirit weapon?”
Perfected Being Cang Lang said slowly, “Young lady, if you didn’t hear clearly, I can repeat it to you. I, Perfected Being Cang Lang, was the highest bidder! All the cultivators present can vouch for me!”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Nian Qi responded calmly, “And, then?”
Perfected Being Cang Lang felt a dull pain in his heart as he shuddered and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hopping with rage, he was on the verge of breaking down. However, the other party was carefree as ever.
Everyone tried to hold back their laughter when they saw Perfected Being Cang Lang’s pale expression.
“My master was the one who bid for 2.01 million superior-grade spirit stones, didn’t you hear that?!” Si Yutang, Perfected Being Cang Lang’s disciple behind him, could no longer take it as he stood out and shouted.
Nian Qi covered her ears and replied loudly in a coquettish manner, “What are you shouting for? So what if you’re rich!”
Her words almost choked Si Yutang to death…
“Pfft!”
Finally, someone burst out laughing, unable to contain themselves any longer.
Perfected Being Cang Lang took a deep breath. The muscles on his face and the corners of his eyes were twitching madly as he said with gritted teeth, “You clearly said that the highest bidder would win. I want to ask, where are the rules of Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop! Where is the fairness!”
“Rules? Fairness?”
Nian Qi looked at Perfected Being Cang Lang with an ‘you are so naive’ gaze and said, “All the rules and fairness in Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop… are decided by our young master.”