“Long Xuan! You’re so ruthless!” Feng Si clenched his fists, glaring resentfully at the young man in Room 5 who was leisurely sipping tea.
At this moment, Feng Si was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, and even having trouble catching his breath.
Just thinking about the enormous amount of spirit stones he had to pay, as vast as a mountain, made him feel like fainting.
“Some people heard 500 million, others heard 600 million. Since there’s a dispute, why not restart the bidding?” Feng Si, with no other choice, gritted his teeth and suggested to the crowd.
“Nonsense!” A furious Gu cultivator of the Qian clan, in the Spiritual Sea stage, maintaining order at the scene shouted, “You clearly made the bid just now! I heard it clearly. Are you saying all the people of our Qian clan auction house are deaf?”
At this moment, Shao Shao also looked displeased and said, “Sir, it’s been 510 million for a long time. Shouldn’t you pay up by now? Don’t delay everyone from leaving.”
Her face was gloomy as she looked at Feng Si in Room 10. This man seemed to want to back out of the deal. Earlier, he even implied she was deaf. How could she have a pleasant expression now?
Feng Si, with a pale face, slowly turned to the other Gu cultivators of the Feng clan in the room and pleaded, “Everyone, could you lend me all the spirit stones you have? Let’s pool together. I swear, I’ll repay all of you as quickly as possible. I, Feng Si, always keep my word.”
However, all the Feng clan Gu cultivators in the room averted their gaze, pretending not to hear him.
They weren’t fools. Lending such a large amount of spirit stones to him would be like throwing them into the water—never to be seen again.
Seeing this, Feng Si’s heart grew cold, and despair filled his eyes. The fickleness of human relationships became all too clear. In his time of crisis, none of his so-called close friends were reliable. He was utterly disheartened.
“No money! I don’t have any! You want my life instead? Do what you want!”
Feng Si shouted in a fit of despair, completely breaking down. Since he couldn’t come up with the spirit stones, he had nothing to lose. He had lost all rationality in his desperation.
The moment he said this, the entire auction hall fell silent. Everyone was stunned, their expressions becoming more and more animated.
The Gu cultivators of the Qian clan below were furious. It had been years since anyone dared to act so brazenly at a Qian clan auction.
All the Qian clan guards maintaining order clenched their fists, their joints cracking, and looked menacingly at Room 10.
The other spectators also widened their eyes in disbelief. This was the first time anyone had dared to cause such a scene at the Qian clan’s auction. This person had some guts.
“Tsk tsk! Who is this arrogant fool? I’ve never seen anyone act this recklessly before.”
“He seems to be from the Feng clan. This guy looks unfamiliar. When did the Feng clan produce such a strange character? He bids and then refuses to pay. Isn’t that just playing with people?”
“Tsk tsk, I can’t believe someone actually dared to bid recklessly at an auction. He clearly doesn’t take the Qian clan seriously.”
The crowd buzzed with discussion. No one expected that even after the auction had ended, there would be this kind of spectacle. Excitement lit up their faces as they eagerly awaited the drama to unfold.
Shao Shao’s face turned completely dark, and she angrily shouted, “No money? If you don’t have money, why did you bid in the first place? Are you crazy?”
Qian Duoduo, his face twisted with rage, roared, “Are you messing with us on purpose? You bid recklessly and now you won’t pay. Do you think this is your house?”
“Everyone, follow me upstairs! I want to see who has the guts of a bear or a leopard to cause trouble here!”
Qian Duoduo waved his hand, leading a large group of Qian clan guards up the stairs with an intimidating aura.
Feng Si’s actions had already crossed the Qian clan auction house’s bottom line. If this matter wasn’t handled seriously, how could the Qian clan’s auction house maintain its reputation in the Western Lands?
This was a matter of face. Even if the Feng clan was one of the Ten Great Clans of the Western Lands, no exceptions would be made.
“Bang!”
The door to Room 10 was kicked open, and Qian Duoduo, with his fierce guards, stormed in.
When dealing with enemies, one must cut the weeds and pull out the roots, even if the enemy no longer posed any real threat to him.
Even if he no longer had any Gu or wealth, who knows what opportunities might arise when he leaves? What if he stumbled upon the corpse of a Gu King, like Li Dashan, who built his fortune after finding a Gu King’s corpse?
Even if the odds were slim, one must always be on guard.
The best approach was to eliminate this person completely, cutting off any chance of a comeback and leaving no room for future trouble.
This person held a grudge over such a trivial matter, harassing him endlessly. Since Feng Si bore such a deep grudge, how could Long Xuan possibly let him live?
Today, with a small scheme, it was time to end this feud once and for all.
What Long Xuan didn’t know was that Long Ziyan was also narrowing her eyes at this moment, gazing in the direction where Feng Si had left.
She thought to herself that, after such a humiliating event, Feng Si would surely leave the city. Otherwise, no matter where he went, he would be laughed at. No one could endure that.
And once he left the city, killing him would be as easy as breathing, especially now that he no longer had any Gu insect. Taking his life would be child's play.
This farce at the auction had delayed quite a bit of time, and with this delay, the first half of the auction was now over. Continuing to auction off items would clearly break the rules.
Moreover, the mid-session auction was scheduled to follow, and time was tight. Any further delays would disrupt the mid-session auction.
Businessmen value credibility, so the Qian Clan Chamber Of Commerce could only announce that the final auction item had been passed over, planning to put the named blade up for auction in the mid-session auction instead.
The mid-session auction was a special event for Spiritual Sea stage Gu Masters. Although they were wealthier, a second-grade named blade wasn't exactly within the realm of a Spiritual Sea stage Gu Master's needs, so it was hard to say whether it could fetch a high price.
This left all the Gu Masters from the Qian Clan with dark expressions, and they resented Feng Si even more.
As the crowd began to leave in an orderly fashion, Long Xuan and Long Ziyan also walked down from the upper floor and left the auction house side by side.
"What a pity! If it weren't for Feng Si disrupting things, that named blade would have been yours."
"Although we really tricked him badly, losing a named blade is a bit too costly," Long Ziyan said with a regretful look on her face.
Long Xuan’s smile never faded, and he showed no sign of regret.
His goal had never been the named blade from the start. Releasing the Silver Moon Mantis was purely a ruse to mislead others into thinking he was determined to get the blade, prompting Feng Si to confidently raise the bid.
In truth, he had never planned on buying the named blade. From the very beginning, he had no such intention.
For one, an item priced at over a billion was just too hot to handle, and holding onto it would be dangerous.
He had always been cautious and only bought items at auctions that weren't too expensive.
On the other hand, the named blade wasn’t of much use to him. He had never considered using his Blade Gu to evolve by fusing it with a named blade.
All the Long Clan's Gu Masters had their Blade Gu evolve by fusing with various sword and blade-type spirit tools, but he had never liked following the crowd. What was popular was often not the strongest. He preferred to forge his own unique path, one that no one else could follow.
Even if he intended to use this world's blade-type spirit tools to evolve his Blade Gu, given his personality, he would undoubtedly choose to craft his own blade. With his knowledge and creativity from his previous life, he would once again break conventions and create the strongest blade in this world.
Even if he needed a blade, it would have to be one he forged with his own hands. Who needed this world's worthless trinkets?
That was Long Xuan’s mindset at the time, which was why he had no interest in the named blade at all.
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