"Holy... Holy Lord"
Just as the Yin-Yang Holy Lord was envisioning a bright future, an elder of the Yin-Yang Holy Land spoke up, trembling.
"Was the transaction successful?"
"I know you are all very excited, but please don't get too excited."
"After today, my Yin Yang Holy Land will become the number one power in the Divine Wilderness Dao Domain!"
The Yin-Yang Saint Master turned around calmly with a confident smile on his face.
The smile suddenly froze.
"Three Hundred Million Luck Points"
"310 million Luck Points"
"320 million Luck Points"
"......"
Suddenly, the Yin-Yang Saint Master was dumbfounded.
"This...how is this possible?"
"How could anyone possibly have so many luck points?"
"Could it be that some powerful force has brought all the treasures of destiny with them?"
"I must be hallucinating."
The other elders of the Yin-Yang Holy Land standing to the side also looked extremely dejected.
With 300 million luck points, his Yin-Yang Holy Land has probably missed out on this immortal opportunity.
Only the Yin-Yang Saint Lord's eyes grew even more crazed.
......
"Grandpa Village Chief, I'd also like to participate in the auction for the items that appeared this time."
Just as the old cripple was still gazing longingly at the Great Dream Heavenly Scripture, which was suspended in the void and radiating brilliant divine light, a childish voice suddenly pulled him back to reality.
"Qin Hao, what are you doing getting involved?"
The old cripple raised an eyebrow. Although this Great Dream Heavenly Scripture was a rare and precious opportunity, even he was extremely tempted and drooled over it.
However, he did not want Qin Hao to participate in this auction.
At this moment, the bidding price for the cultivation technique has soared to 400 million luck points. If Qin Hao loses 400 million luck points, even if he wins the bid, it will be useless.
If he wasn't mistaken, Qin Hao should be from the Qin family of immortality. The one who gouged out Qin Hao's eyes and extracted his immortal essence should be Qin Langtian, the unparalleled genius of the Qin family who can be described as unprecedented in history.
In other words, Qin Hao will eventually have to confront the Changsheng Qin family. Facing the Changsheng family in the Upper Nine Domains, the old cripple really has no confidence that he can protect Qin Hao, who has lost the blessing of luck.
"But, Grandpa Village Chief, I feel that the items being auctioned this time are extremely important to me!"
"I must participate in the auction!"
This time, a determined look appeared on Qin Hao's small face.
Just as the old cripple was about to say something, a crystal-clear willow leaf transformed into a stream of light and drifted out.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom of a magnificent, towering willow tree appeared in the auction house's private box.
Above the giant willow, countless lush willow leaves emit glimmers of light, as if each leaf is a backdrop to a vast and boundless world, teeming with endless vitality.
Upon seeing the suddenly appearing giant willow, the old cripple quickly stood up and respectfully said...
"Lord Sacrifice to Souls"
The lush willow leaves of the giant willow swayed gently, seemingly possessing a myriad of charms, and a clear, cool voice rang out.
"Let the child go; this is his destiny."
Seeing this, the old cripple sighed silently and had no choice but to step aside.
Since even the High Priest has said so, it means there's nothing seriously wrong.
Qin Hao placed his palm directly on the screen.
"Seven Hundred Million Luck Points"
Staring at the numbers displayed on the screen, the old cripple's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.
"Little Qin Hao actually has 700 million luck points!"
"Lord Priest, you..."
A shimmering willow leaf-like shadow landed directly on the old cripple's mouth, sealing it shut so that he could only make incoherent sounds.
The moment Qin Hao touched the screen, he sensed all the information on it. When he realized that the price had reached 500 million luck points, he didn't hesitate and directly entered a string of numbers.
"Six Hundred Million Luck Points"
Upon seeing this, the old cripple widened his eyes again, revealing a look of disappointment and frustration.
......
"I never expected this auction of destiny to be so full of hidden talents."
"There are actually people with such great fortune who are hiding so deeply."
When King Mu saw that someone could actually raise the price by 100 million luck points in one go, he fell silent. After a moment, he sighed with emotion.
......
"Now that we're back in the Ancient God Cult, it's time to go out and explore."
The mysterious young man from the Ancient God Cult felt a pang of regret, lamenting that he had missed out on such a heavenly scripture.
If the Great Dream Heavenly Scripture were complete, it would be in no way inferior to the Nine Heavenly Books. Even now, with only one volume, it can still drive countless people crazy.
If this auction had been held in the Nine Heavens Upper Realm, given the resources of those longevity families and immortal lineages, the price of such a scroll of celestial scripture might have doubled.
Of course, the most likely scenario is outright robbery.
......
"Transaction successful"
After the blind man bid 600 million Luck Points, no one else made a bid.
The colossal willow tree, which blotted out the sky, suddenly spoke again.
"Fellow Daoist, may I shoulder this fate for him?"
These words startled both the old cripple and Qin Hao.
What surprised the old cripple was that the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit spoke in a manner more akin to a conversation between people of equal caliber, meaning that there were individuals here at the same level as the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit.
What surprised Qin Hao was that the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit was actually going to take on that share of fate for him.
Just as Qin Hao was about to speak, he found his mouth completely blocked by a willow leaf. Under the old cripple's gloating gaze, he could only make incoherent sounds.
A moment later, a supreme voice rang out from the private room.
"Can"
......
Tianyan Daoyu
Great Wilderness
Countless ancient beasts exuding a terrifying aura let out urgent roars, as if some terrifying being was about to descend.
"What happened in the Great Wilderness that caused such turmoil?"
"Is there an ancient being about to venture out of the Great Wilderness?"
"Impossible. The agreement hasn't been reached yet, and those beings can't leave the Great Wilderness. If any supreme beings were to leave the Great Wilderness, the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land wouldn't stand idly by. Back then, when those things went in, the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land's ancestor put in a lot of effort."
"It is said that there are extremely terrifying beings guarding those things in the Great Wilderness, so it should be fine."
Sensing the commotion emanating from the Great Wilderness, countless supreme experts who were watching this place began to exchange ideas.
But just as they breathed a sigh of relief...
Above the heavens, an invisible blade of the Great Dao crashed down.
In the distance, a colossal willow tree stood tall above the Great Wilderness, supporting countless stars. Facing the Great Dao's blade that cleaved through destiny, only a few of its crystalline leaves turned yellow and fell into the depths of the Great Wilderness.
...
That willow tree... is injured.
"What kind of being could possibly accomplish this?"
"That's... an unparalleled monster!"
Deep within the universe, ancient beings who knew some of the origins of the willow tree murmured in disbelief.
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