"Hehe, the next item up for auction is a mysterious Pill Furnace."
Just as Zhu Fei was secretly thrilled to have scraped together fifteen Spirit Stones, Fang Tong had already announced the next auction item on stage.
"This Pill Furnace was acquired by our Treasure Pavilion Master during an unexpected encounter abroad; it seems to contain so kind of mysterious power. Of course, as for what power it actually contains, we currently do not know."
"But there is no doubt about the quality of this Pill Furnace; it is absolutely top-grade among Pill Furnaces. Without further ado, let us start the bidding. The starting bid is 500,000, with each bid incrent no less than 50,000."
With that, Fang Tong lifted the silk cloth covering the Pill Furnace, revealing a nine-eared, nine-footed cauldron, about half a ter tall, engraved with countless mysterious patterns.
As soon as the Pill Furnace was revealed, the audience was astonished to find that there seed to be a certain force that had swept over them.
However, when they tried to sense it again, they found nothing more.
No matter how hard they stared at it, the Pill Furnace was just that—a Pill Furnace.
Apart from looking a bit peculiar and seemingly quite old, there was nothing too special about it.
However, at this mont, the faces of most of the people present still showed an extrely excited expression.
They were not just excited about the Pill Furnace, but also about the origins of the Pill Furnace.
Sothing personally brought out for auction by the Treasure Pavilion Master, regardless of whether the item was good or bad, just the provenance alone was enough to stir up the enthusiasm of everyone present.
Just think, who is the Treasure Pavilion Master? Probably one of the few people at the very top of the Ancient Martial World’s pyramid.
An item from him, even if it were truly of no use, would be a matter of great face to purchase.
Thus, in the next mont, various bids were continuously called out.
"800,000!"
"1 million!"
"1.5 million!"
...
Listening to the unceasing bidding voices from the floor, Zhu Fei was already dumbstruck.
He just stared blankly at the Pill Furnace on the high platform, and in a fleeting mont, his eyes had flashed with a myriad of complex emotions.
There was astonishnt, skepticism, stupefaction, and even excitent, exhilaration, and reminiscence.
Without warning, his body suddenly shivered, and he fully snapped out of his previous daze.
However, once he regained his senses, his behavior remained quite abnormal.
He had sharp eyes, a flushed face, and his hands that hung by his sides were faintly trembling.
This left Wen Lei and the others beside him exchanging confused glances, not understanding what was happening to Zhu Fei.
"Brother Zhu, what’s the matter?"
Finally, Wen Lei couldn’t resist stepping forward and asking out of concern.
Upon hearing Wen Lei’s inquiry, Zhu Fei let out a long sigh.
He turned his head, looked at Wen Lei and the others, and smiled.
"Brother Lei, thank you for your concern, but I’m fine."
Having said this, Zhu Fei’s gaze returned once more to the Pill Furnace.
Only at this mont had he truly cald down completely.
His gaze was profound, a hint of a smile hanging on his lips.
The Creation God Tripod, I had never imagined that it, too, like , would co to this world and be encountered by once again.
Indeed, the pill furnace appearing before him was no ordinary pill furnace, but the very Alchemy Divine Artifact that Zhu Fei used in his past life, the Creation God Tripod!
It was precisely because of this that Zhu Fei had just experienced such imnse emotional turmoil.
Haha, old friend, now that I’ve encountered you once again, this ti, no matter what, I absolutely will not let you slip through my fingers again.
Zhu Fei thought to himself, yet his eyes suddenly beca fierce.
Because he had unexpectedly found that the auctioneer’s hamr in Fang Tong’s hand was about to fall!
Zhu Fei could care about nothing else and hastily pressed the button beside him, shouting, "Five million!"
Instantly, the auctioneer’s hamr that was re centiters from the platform, paused abruptly in midair.
Fang Tong, with a cheery look, glanced at the private room where Zhu Fei sat, then shouted again, "Five million has been bid! Does anyone else offer a higher price?"
In a top-level private room equivalent to Zhu Fei’s, a handso young man with a trace of sullenness between his brows swept a frosty glance at Zhu Fei’s box and said to the middle-aged man next to him:
"Elder Tian, continue the bidding and, while at it, warn that fellow in box number five. If he doesn’t know what’s good for him, have soone check on his background later."
The middle-aged man, known as Elder Tian, smiled coldly and answered, "Yes, Master Pei."
Having spoken, Elder Tian pressed the button beside him and then shouted, "Tian Fei, the outer grand elder of the Zhenwu Sect, bids six million!"
As his words fell, a slight chill went through everyone present.
This was the first ti at this auction that a hidden powerhouse had announced themselves, and the underlying ssage was naturally self-evident.
It was obvious what they ant—they were saying that the Zhenwu Sect had its sights set on that pill furnace and were hoping no one else would make things difficult for them.
Since the Zhenwu Sect hadn’t made any overt threats, even the Treasure Pavilion conducting the auction couldn’t say much.
After all, wasn’t it allowed for soone to announce their affiliation at an auction? Clearly, that was impossible to prevent.
Generally, in such situations, others would typically give face to the party with power.
Of course, you had to have the strength to begin with, otherwise why would anyone give you face?
And the Zhenwu Sect undoubtedly possessed such strength, a sect with a remarkable status even among those hidden from view.
At this mont, everyone believed that Zhu Fei would compromise, including Wen Lei and Huang Su Yan.
However, to the astonishnt of everyone present, the owner of box number five, instead of capitulating, placed another bid.
A clear voice drifted from box number five.
"Seven million!"
All attendees sucked in a breath of cold air.
No one had anticipated that soone would dare continue bidding against the Zhenwu Sect after they had declared themselves, raising the bid by a full million outright.
This was a slap in the face, a bare and blatant slap to the Zhenwu Sect, devoid of any semblance of giving them face.
In an instant, everyone’s view of box number five changed.
There was shock, disbelief, schadenfreude... a variety of reactions.
But no matter their outward response, internally, they all knew that the person in box number five was likely dood.
Having offended the notoriously overbearing Zhenwu Sect, there was no chance that the person in box number five could continue to live!
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