Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple Chapter 167 166-Return to Dawn Breeze Auction House (3rd upd

Chapter 167 Chapter 166-Return to Dawn Breeze Auction House (3rd update, Cheer with Power Stones!)

John dashed through the bustling streets like a nimble fish, his speed breathtaking.

Passersby only felt a gust of wind but saw nothing when they turned to look.

Only after confirming that no one was following did John finally slow down.

Wiping off a bit of cold sweat on his forehead, John pondered as he strolled.

Should he start wearing a mask or sothing?

He now realized just how widespread his fa was among the players.

The heated stares from the players in the rcenary Hall still sent shivers down his spine, especially the almost ravenous gazes from so female players.

Looking up, John was surprised to find himself standing in front of the Dawn Breeze Auction House.

A faint smile appeared on his face - what a coincidence.

This was one of his intended destinations today.

He stepped towards the entrance of the Dawn Breeze Auction House, flipping out the black VIP card Master Reo had given him earlier between his fingers.

Upon seeing the black VIP card in John's hands, the NPC doorman at the entrance imdiately bowed deeply. "Honored guest, welco to the headquarters of Silverglow Dawn Breeze Auction House. Do you need to guide you inside?"

John shook his head and replied casually, "No need, I can find my way."

The NPC doorman straightened up, a respectful smile on his face.

"Very well. If you require anything, please do not hesitate to ask any of our staff. We will strive to et your every request."

With a slight nod, John entered the auction house.

When there weren't any auctions taking place, the large auction room on the first floor was usually not open.

Various items were displayed in the lobby for guests to choose from.

John glanced around; the rchandise on the first floor was largely poor-quality equipnt and items.

None of it exceeded an uncommon level.

It seed that only cheap and subpar goods could be sold on the first floor.

Most of the players browsing the goods on the first floor were of lower level, mainly solo players.

It's a common situation in every ga.

Solo players, usually without any special opportunities, struggle to amass enough wealth to buy high-quality equipnt.

These low-level players road the first floor, carefully inspecting every piece of equipnt on display.

They hoped to find so overlooked gem, but their dream was bound to be dashed.

After all, if there were any decent low-level items, the sellers wouldn't consign them to the auction house but would opt to trade them directly in the trading hall.

While John was lost in his thoughts, he naturally walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

The equipnt and items sold on the second floor were noticeably higher quality.

John even found a few impressive rare items.

Of course, there was no epic-level gear or items, but that was to be expected.

Items of such caliber would not simply be displayed for sale, but rather saved for auction to increase their value.

Upon reaching the second floor, John noticed fewer players around, most of them mbers of guilds, their guild nas prominently displayed above their heads.

As John turned a corner, he saw a pudgy man with his girlfriend, examining a rare item's attributes.

"Listen, darling, Dawn Breeze Auction House is the largest auction house among all the human cities. All the equipnt and items they sell are top-notch. Let's skip the rubbish on the first floor. I'll buy you a rare earring that suits your beautiful face..."

The man was animatedly talking to his girlfriend, who appeared to be quite enticing.

She cooed and flirted with him, though the shrewdness in her eyes indicated that her flattery was purely superficial.

However, the man was too entranced by her charms to see through her act.

The couple looked up and saw John, pausing for a mont.

Then they gave him a disdainful look.

Clearly, John's worn-out gear and tattered black cloak gave them the impression he was a penniless player visiting the second floor just for kicks.

The chubby man continued to snicker and sneer at the beautiful woman next to him, "That's why I've been saying, Dawn Breeze Auction House should place a level and wealth restriction on players who wish to access the second floor. If they don't have the ability, they shouldn't be allowed up there. Each piece of equipnt here is incredibly expensive; how could these poor souls possibly afford them?"

The woman exaggeratedly nodded her head, her disdain for the poor and adoration for the rich were truly sickening.

John ignored the pair of fools, heading towards the stairs ahead.

Unexpectedly, the chubby man couldn't help but jeer again when he saw John's action, "Look at that, the bumpkin is trying to get to the third floor? What a joke! The third floor is where Master Reo and Miss Isabella, the upper echelons of the auction house, reside. Even our guild leader is not allowed up there. Among all players, absolutely no more than three have the privilege to step on the third floor."

"This bumpkin definitely has no clue about the rules here, let's just sit back and enjoy the show...watch how he gets kicked out!"

The chubby man and his companion halted, waiting gleefully for John to be stopped by the doorman.

However, the next second, a scene that left them dumbfounded occurred.

John waved his hand at the doorman, who was dressed in a uniform, and the man imdiately bowed to John, making way for him.

Not until John's footsteps disappeared around the staircase corner did the pair co back to their senses...

...

Inside a room elegantly decorated.

Isabella personally made a cup of tea for John, smiling, "It's been a long ti since Mr. Galewind has visited our auction house. You're here today, is there any good news?"

John picked up the tea cup, his nostrils flaring slightly.

The rich aroma of tea mixed with the subtle scent of Isabella's perfu, was soothing and refreshing.

John glanced at Isabella, who was sitting perfectly, and couldn't help but sigh.

This girl had managed to beco a savvy and stylish career woman through the ga's life class.

He rembered the first ti he t Isabella, she was bashful and naive.

Now, she was composed and noble, a world apart from her past. Indeed, true gold shines everywhere...

Seeing John drift into his thoughts, Isabella didn't urge him.

Instead, she subtly pushed out her chest to better present her attractive curves.

"Cough~"

John coughed lightly, tactfully withdrawing his gaze, "I ca here this ti because there are so items I want to consign to your auction house. However, these items are a bit 'hot', so you may need to handle them carefully."

Isabella's eyes imdiately lit up.

Every ti John ca to the auction house, she was the one who attended him personally.

So, she knew how profound this man's resources were...

In so ways, it was thanks to the top-grade equipnt and items that John consigned which allowed her to climb step by step to her current position.

With this in mind, Isabella softly laughed, "Mr. Galewind, feel free to present your items. We will consign them all according to your requirents."

John reached out his hand, lightly brushing the table.

The next second, six daggers quietly lay on the table.

Isabella curiously looked at the six daggers on the table.

The daggers had different designs, so were simple and powerful, others flashy, and so were old and low-key, their sizes also varied.

But one thing was common amongst them, they all emitted a faint glow, clearly not ordinary items.

A warmth flowed through Isabella's heart. She knew that equipnt and items that emitted light in an unowned state were top-grade.

Isabella subconsciously reached out to touch them, but was imdiately stopped by John.

"Don't touch them casually. These daggers are all coated with deadly poison. I've researched it before; the poison is highly adhesive and can directly corrode the human body. It would be better to have soone purify them first before handling them..."

Isabella drew back her hand as if electrocuted, her delicate face wearing a terrified expression.

"I was wondering where these items ca from…"

She began to ask, but was cut off by John's nonchalant response, "You need not concern yourself with their origin, as I think the auction house has a policy not to inquire too much about an item's provenance. Besides, these daggers are related to a dangerous, ancient organization. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

Isabella imdiately squelched her curiosity.

She was just an ordinary lifestyle gar, with no combat abilities to speak of.

From the sounds of John's words, the secrets behind these six daggers seed quite dangerous, and she figured it would be best not to probe too deeply.

"Very well, Mr. Galewind, please wait a mont while I fetch Master Reo," she said, standing and leaving the room, her slender waist swaying as she walked away.

Seen from the rear, her full, rounded buttocks twitched alluringly, enough to drive any man to distraction.