Many people wanted to make an offer, but Feng Chu called out faster than anyone else:
"Ten million!"
In the auction hall, after the white-robed, golden-eyed youth excitedly shouted out his bid, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence once more. All eyes turned to the man beside him, and after a few moments of hesitation, a blue-haired youth gritted his teeth and said, "One thousand one..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure pressing down on him, causing him to swallow the rest of his words.
His face turned deathly pale, and large beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead. Not only him, but everyone in the entire auction hall, except for Feng Chu and his Light Thunder Beast, felt the oppressive force that could crush their primordial spirit and physical body in an instant.
Their vision was filled with blood red, and black mist swirled around them. Countless ghostly hands reached out from the black mist, and the entire auction hall seemed to have turned into hell at this moment.
The walls were made of skulls, the pillars of pale animal bones, and the floor, tables, and chairs were covered in writhing red flesh. The fleshy growths were moving, slowly crawling up their bodies, seemingly trying to devour them, but they were unable to move. The atmosphere was chilling, deathly, twisted, and filthy—utterly terrifying.
This scene lasted only two breaths, yet it left the Void Refinement stage experts in the auction hall pale and trembling. They now knew that the person sitting next to the white-robed youth was an absolute monster, a monster beyond their imagination.
The gray-robed old man on the auction stage was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were trembling violently.
Feng Chu looked at everyone in confusion, seeing their trembling expressions, and asked Lou Munan in a telepathic message, "What did you do?"
He could sense that these people's reactions were because of Lou Munan, but he didn't know what Lou Munan had done.
Lou Munan spread his hands innocently and said, "I didn't do anything."
Feng Chu didn't believe him.
After regaining their senses, everyone realized that the monster had forbidden them from bidding, and naturally, no one dared to bid anymore. Let alone bidding, even if they were forced to hand over all their human storage bags right now, no one would dare to resist.
The gray-robed old man dared not look at Lou Munan. He looked at Feng Chu and forced a smile: "Since there was no bidding, then, then this phoenix head ring belongs to this young friend."
With that, he waved his hand, and the phoenix-head ring flew towards Feng Chu.
Feng Chu looked at the ring floating in front of him, picked it up, and carefully examined its patterns and the inlaid red gemstone. Then he put it on the middle finger of his left hand. The ring was originally a little too big for his finger, but after he put it on, it automatically shrank and adjusted to fit perfectly.
Feng Chu tossed a storage bag containing ten million spirit stones to the gray-robed elder. The elder accepted it without even counting the spirit stones inside. Let alone being shortchanged, even if Feng Chu didn't pay him, he wouldn't dare say "no."
The gray-robed old man standing on the auction platform wiped away a cold sweat and continued the auction. He didn't dare to cheat, fearing no one would bid, so he auctioned off some useless trinkets, continuing the auction according to the previous plan.
However, Feng Chu didn't bid again because he didn't have enough spirit stones. But because of Feng Chu's relationship with Lou Munan, the enthusiasm for participation at the scene greatly diminished.
No one dared to raise their voices when bidding, and everyone became very polite.
Feng Chu said to Lou Munan, "Let's go!"
He stood up and walked out. Lou Munan watched Feng Chu leave, then stood up and followed him. As soon as Lou Munan left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had escaped death.
Once outside, the guards standing there bowed their heads and treated Lou Munan with utmost respect, even more so than when they saw their sect leader.
"Why did you stop the auction?" Lou Munan asked Feng Chu.
The black-haired, golden-eyed youth looked at him, sighed, and said, "Unlike you, I don't have a wealthy family or a large business. I'm just a rogue cultivator. Where would I get so many spirit stones? I've already spent almost all of them."
Upon hearing this, Lou Munan asked him, "Do you have any magical treasures or elixirs that you no longer need?"
"Yes. What do you want to do?" Feng Chu looked at him suspiciously.
Lou Munan opened his hand, and Feng Chu took out a red short sword from his storage bag and handed it to him. Lou Munan looked at the short sword in his hand; it was a very ordinary low-grade Xuan weapon, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Then he turned to a guard and said coldly, "Where is the place where your Tianbao Pavilion buys treasures? Lead the way."
Like other auction houses, Tianbao Pavilion not only auctions treasures but also acquires various treasures.
The guard, terrified, immediately led Lou Munan and Feng Chu to the floor where treasures were specially acquired.
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In the elegant room, a handsome man dressed in black and a dashing young man dressed in white sat on chairs, while a middle-aged man in a blue robe stood in front of them.
This middle-aged man is one of the heads of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. His name is Xu Yuan, and his pupil technique has made him the highest-level appraiser in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.
Besides being the highest appraiser of Tianbao Pavilion, he is also the son-in-law of the Pavilion Master and a master at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm.
"Senior, what treasure do you wish to offer?" Xu Yuan asked tremblingly.
With a wave of his hand, Lou Munan sent a red short sword flying towards Xu Yuan, stopping in front of him. This red short sword looked like an ordinary Xuan-level weapon.
A Xuan weapon that would sell for at most fifty high-grade spirit stones was now being held respectfully by Xu Yuan, who examined it closely as if it contained some exquisite and ingenious restriction.
"So? How much is it worth?" Lou Munan asked with a smile, holding a cup of tea.
Xu Yuan met Lou Munan's gaze and inwardly groaned. He had no idea what this senior meant. Couldn't he just say how much he wanted to sell it for? Why make him guess?
"Junior, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful... beautiful short sword, then, then..." Xu Yuan was sweating nervously, "Twenty... twenty million..."
Before he could finish speaking, seeing Lou Munan's gaze sharpen even more, almost frightening him to death, he immediately changed his words:
"Two hundred million high-grade spirit stones!"
Two hundred million high-grade spirit stones? This broken sword is worth two hundred million high-grade spirit stones? Feng Chu was so shocked that his eyes widened. Although he knew Xu Fengzhi was extorting him, wasn't he going a bit too far?
Lou Munan chuckled: "That's fair!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately divided the two hundred million high-grade spirit stones into a storage bag, then respectfully handed it to Lou Munan. Lou Munan casually tossed it to Feng Chu, and then got up with Feng Chu and left the Tianbao Pavilion.
Walking down the street, Feng Chu held his storage bag in his hand. After scanning the spirit stones inside with his divine sense, he felt like he was dreaming. He had gone to the Tianbao Pavilion to auction two near-immortal artifacts and hadn't lost a single spirit stone; in fact, he had made a huge profit.
"What exactly is your strength?" Feng Chu couldn't help but ask Lou Munan.
Lou Munan looked down at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Guess."
Feng Chu thought for a moment: "The Integration Stage?"
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