Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 213 – Contest for the 8th

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Furthermore, Yang Dingtian noticed that these crystal cards were different from the previous ones that had a few tens of thousands of gold coins. These crystal cards were all made of purple gold crystal. Just the material itself was already extremely expensive.

Among the crystal cards, the ones with the largest amount of money actually had decorations and carvings that were made of two of the world's most expensive ores, the blood black gold and mystic ice jade.

The mystic ice jade was soul sword forging material for ice attribute martial artists. Dongfang Bingling's sword was forged by the mystic ice jade.

To a large extent, the mystic ice jade was even harder to harvest than blood black gold, as most of them were located deep inside the ice sea of the land of the extreme north.

There was another thing; inside the card, there were stripes that were moved and danced like dragons. They were actually alive.

Yang Dingtian had heard that such high-valued crystal cards required 3 Grandmaster and 10 Master class experts to pour in their mystic qi at the same time to complete the final process.

Therefore, only the Heaven Dao Union had the capability to do it. That's why it was basically impossible to create a forgery of such crystal cards.

But right now, these crystal cards were in his hand. Yang Dingtian was filled with unrealistic feelings.

This world was truly too insane. A normal farmer could slog for an entire year and wouldn't be able to earn a few gold coins. A wandering martial artist could risk their lives for an entire year and would only be able to earn over 1,000 gold coins. But in this place, the flow of funds was actually by hundreds of millions.

In this world, money was almost the most useless thing.

To factions like the Northwest Qin City and the Yin Yang Sect, money was issued by them, and they could have as much as they wanted.

Power was always the everlasting main topic in this world.

Soon enough, it was time for the second last auction item.

It was a 1,000-year Ice Frost Sea Demon's demon core. The base price was 30 million.

Similarly, this was also a priceless treasure. How much would the bid for it go up to? Yang Dingtian recalled about the soul sword that Zhao Wuji forged with that Mystic Fire Qilin's demon core. The two were no different from one another, apart from the fact that one was a fire attribute, while the other was ice attribute.

Seeing that it was the second last item, it held a highly weightage than Yang Dingtian's Transformation Elixir. It was imaginable how precious it was.

But that Transformation Elixir earlier seemed to have overdraft everyone's enthusiasm. Furthermore, most of the people here held more passion for the final item, the 8th-grade Devil Flame Saber Art.

Hence, there was actually a weak contest for this priceless demon core.

This item might be very precious, but Yang Dingtian didn't have any use for it, thus, he didn't participate in the auction.

Yang Dingtian didn't make a bid, neither did Madam Qin, Young Lord Ye, Chief Beigong, or that mysterious No. 100.

These few people were the most influential people in this auction. Without their participation, the price was hardly moving up.

In the end, this priceless demon core was actually bid by a young lady with an ice-cold voice for the price of 80 million.

When Su Mei's hammer slammed down, the young lady with the cold voice couldn't help but let out an exclamation that was filled with a pleasant surprise.

This young lady was in the No. 9 private room. She was wearing a veil that obscured her looks, but her figure was extremely seductive, just like a willow.

“Next, we will conduct the auction for the last time and also this auction's final highlight, the 8th-grade Devil Flame Saber Art!”

As soon as Su Mei ended her speech, someone immediately came onto the stage with a jade box. When the box was opened, there was an imposing aura that rushed out from within.

Instantly, everyone stood up abruptly and concentrated their eyes on this 8th-grade Devil Flame Saber Art manual.

This manual was actually blood red in color, and it was dazzling. On the surface, there were sharp saber patterns that were golden in color.

It was worthy of being an 8th-grade mystic skill saber art. Just the appearance was already impressive.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian could already smell the intense gunpowder.

The most intensive contest was about to arrive.

Yang Dingtian even saw Young Lord Ye walk straight out of the private room with burning eyes.

Chief Beigong had shifted his chair to the entrance of his door, as half his body was still inside, while the other half was outside.

Inside of Madam Qin's No. 1 private room, there was actually a comfortable and luxury couch in which she asked someone to shift out.

Afterward, she laid down lazily on the couch, which made her delicate body like a mountain range, which had undulating altitudes.

Yang Dingtian could clearly feel the temperature in the hall rising, as the hearts of all the men were racing.

Su Mei, who was the host, couldn't help but reveal a trace of jealousy in her beautiful eyes.

Madam Qin was truly charming and had her own unconventional way of doing things.

The climax of the auction was imminent.

Madam Qin, Young Lord Ye, Chief Beigong, and Yang Dingtian were going to have a final contest and close fight for this 8th-grade Devil Flame Saber Art.

But the three of them were in the light, while Yang Dingtian was in the dark.

“8th-grade mystic skill, Devil Flame Saber Art. The base price is 50 million gold coins. Is there anyone willing to make the bid!”

As soon as Su Mei spoke, her beautiful eyes immediately looked towards Yang Dingtian, which was trying to lure him.

This was an enchantress.

Su Mei's voice had fallen silent, and no one made a bid.

As this was the final contest between giants, the three bosses weren't in a hurry to make a move.

As for the others, they were basically here to watch a show.

Even after 10 seconds, no one made a bid yet.

“50 million and one gold coin.” Suddenly there was a teasing voice that echoed from beside Yang Dingtian.

It was needless to say that he was here just to watch the show. But since the opening had yet to start after some time, he simply stimulated it.

“100 million gold coins.” Young Lord Ye was provoked as expected as he immediately made a sky-high bid of 100 million while his eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance.

His intention was obvious. This final contest was simply between the three wealthy and influential people. All you other losers should just watch the show and weren't qualified to join.

Of course, he didn't expect that there was actually Yang Dingtian in the auction hall who was a Hidden Boss.

As expected, after Young Lord Ye made the bid of 100 million gold coins, there was a segregation line that didn't allow the others to participate in the fun.

“150 million.” Chief Beigong said.

“160 million.” Young Lord Ye.

“170 million.” Chief Beigong.

“190 million!” Young Lord Ye yelled out.

At this moment, Chief Beigong took a deep breath and gradually withdrew his exposed body and didn't continue bidding.

It was as though his entire wealth didn't exceed 190 million.

After Young Lord Ye had eliminated a powerful contestant, he revealed a pleased expression. Subsequently, he cast a challenging gaze at Madam Qin, which was filled with a trace of lust and passion.

It was very clear how much money Madam Qin had. She had slightly over 200 million, which she originally wanted to use for the Transformation Elixir, but she had failed.

This 8th-grade Devil Flame Saber Art was similarly useless to her. It would be up to her if she were willing to spend this money to obstruct Young Lord Ye. Previously, she had already spent a few tens of millions just to hinder this Young Lord Ye. But right now, this price was a little too high.

“200 million.” Madam Qin spoke lazily.

She actually made a bid just to provide trouble for Young Lord Ye. It seemed like this absolutely stunning, fair, and wealthy woman was extremely bored and was here to look for excitement.

Young Lord Ye had already expected it and sneered, “210 million.”

Immediately after, he looked at Madam Qin with provocative eyes because Madam Qin's entire wealth was this 200 million.

“240 million.” Madam Qin spoke indifferently.

Young Lord Ye's face instantly changed as he said coldly, “Do you really have that much money? Don't think that just because you are the wife of the city lord, you can casually make a bid.”

Yang Dingtian was astonished. He didn't expect this Madam Qin to be the wife of the West Prefecture City Lord. No wonder she was assigned the No. 1 private room and had overpowering authority indeed. Or it should be said that the Northwest Qin City had overpowering authority indeed. Even the West Prefecture City, which was in the center of the Northwest Continent, was also in the Northwest Qin City's control.

Hearing Young Lord Ye's doubt, Madam Qin replied unenthusiastically. “I will bid along with my potential 8th-grade Beast Soul Elixir with a half-price of 40 million. Can I not?”

Of course! But there was a need to go through a detailed evaluation. After all, this high price of 80 million was bid by Madam Qin. If she were to re-sell it, it might not fetch such a price anymore.

Madam Qin didn't wish to go through the troublesome evaluation; therefore, she immediately slashed half the price. Furthermore, this potential 8th-grade Beast Soul Elixir should have a market value of 50 million. It was truly forceful to cut it down to 40 million.

240 million!

After Madam Qin made a bid with an astronomical figure, everyone instantly looked at Young Lord Ye.

The real show was just beginning.

The stunning, fair, and wealthy woman was going against the tall, handsome, and wealthy man. In terms of authority, Young Lord Ye should be apprehensive towards Madam Qin, but he too had an enormous backer.

Furthermore, this Young Lord Ye seemed only to have slightly more than 200 million too.

“250 million!” Young Lord Ye yelled out with a cold voice.

Everyone was surprised as they didn't expect for this Young Lord Ye to have 250 million.

“290 million!” Madam Qin sat up on her couch and said delicately.

Young Lord Ye's face changed drastically as he spoke with a trembling voice, “Madam Qin, do you really want to challenge my White Cloud City? Are you not afraid of offending the Mystic Heaven Sect?”

Madam Qin laid back down and said delicately, “What childish words! We are simply purchasing items. How can it be related to offending the Mystic Heaven Sect?”

Her voice was truly captivating, causing everyone's body to turn soft after hearing it.

Young Lord Ye laughed due to extreme anger. He then drew out his sharp sword abruptly.

Everyone was startled. What was he trying to do? Did he want to resort to violence since he couldn't contest? This was the Heaven Dao Union's auction house, and he was facing the younger sister of the Northwest Emperor, Qin Wanchou, and also the wife of the West Prefecture City Lord.

Young Lord Ye might have the Mystic Heaven Sect as a backer, but if he dared to make a move here, it would be the same as courting death.

A powerful presence suddenly spread throughout the entire auction hall, causing a stifling sensation.

It was needless to say that this was the warning from a Master class expert. Every large-scale auction would have at least two Master class experts to oversee the place.

“300 million gold coins!” Young Lord Ye slashed at the stairs at the front, instantly crushing the white jade stairs into smithereens. He then used his loudest and most wrathful voice to yell out the astronomical price of 300 million.

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