Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 279 Bidding

"Three hundred and twenty mid-grade spirit stones." Suddenly, a bidding sound came from another VIP room.

As soon as this voice came out, everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and the sound of whispering was heard.

The originally quiet auction hall was instantly stirred up like a lake with a huge rock thrown into it. Everyone's eyes were cast towards the VIP room where the bidding sound came from, their eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

"Oh my god, what's going on?" A short and fat monk opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth in disbelief. "A tattered manual like this might not be picked up if it was thrown on the roadside on normal days, but it actually caused a fight at this auction today."

An old man with a goatee nearby stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, this is really strange. This technique is incomplete, and it is difficult and risky to practice. It can actually attract VIPs to compete for it. It is really puzzling."

A young female monk pulled the sleeve of her companion and said in a low voice: "Could it be that this technique has some secrets that we don't know about? Otherwise, how could it attract the interest of such distinguished guests?" Her companion frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head in confusion.

A wealthy businessman in gorgeous brocade robes stroked his chin and guessed with a twinkling look, "Maybe those big shots are fighting with each other and using this technique as a bargaining chip. Otherwise, I really can't understand why they would be interested in such a defective product with their vision and knowledge."

"It is also possible that someone is deliberately hyping it up in order to raise the price and profit from it." A shifty-looking monk interrupted the crowd, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the discussions of those around him.

"Anyway, today's auction was really exciting. It was worth the trip to see the big guys among the VIPs fighting over a fragment of a scroll." A young monk said with excitement, gesticulating with joy.

Everyone was talking at once, and the entire auction hall seemed to have turned into a noisy market. Everyone was surprised and excited about this sudden auction, and was guessing the reasons behind the auction and its final result.

"Isn't this the exclusive room of Right Prime Minister Lin Zheng? How come he is also interested in this incomplete copy?" A monk in a gray robe shrank his neck and whispered cautiously.

"Yes, Lord Right Prime Minister has always been obsessed with court intrigues and has little interest in these cultivation techniques. It's really strange that he actually bid for it this time." A young cultivator standing next to him also echoed with a puzzled look on his face.

"Listening to this voice, it doesn't sound like the voice of Right Prime Minister Lin Zheng. Instead, it is somewhat similar to the voice of Liu Zhen's son Liu Xuan. I wonder if it is him." At this time, a middle-aged cultivator with sharp eyes and ears touched his chin, frowned slightly and muttered softly.

"It turns out to be Young Master Liu Xuan. No wonder he made a bid. He must have been excited at the sight of a great prey." A slightly plump cultivator nearby nodded and agreed.

"Hmph, maybe he is deliberately making things difficult for the Left Prime Minister." A monk with a goatee said thoughtfully, his eyes flickering and he touched his chin.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Things like this between children of officials are not something that we little people can speculate about at will." When his companion heard this, his face changed and he quickly reached out to cover his mouth, looking around vigilantly.

At the auction table, Liu Chong was also stunned, with a flash of surprise on his face. He originally thought that some other cultivation families or wealthy businessmen would bid, but he didn't expect that Liu Xuan would participate in this auction. But after all, as a professional auction host, Liu Chong quickly adjusted his state, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Three hundred and twenty medium-grade spirit stones, is there any higher?"

In the VIP box where Shen Yun was, Shen Yun's face instantly turned gloomy. He originally thought that this incomplete copy of the technique would not attract too much attention and he could get it smoothly, but he never expected that Liu Xuan would suddenly appear and interfere.

Lin Ruyi, who was standing by, also frowned, her pretty face full of anger. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Liu Xuan must have done this on purpose. He usually relies on his father's power to oppose us everywhere. Now he even wants to take away what you want, Brother Yun. This is really too much."

Shen Yun took a deep breath and tried to suppress the rage burning in his heart. He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again after a moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fists and said, "Whether he did it on purpose or not, this Lotus Sword Art is extremely important to me, and I must get it." After that, he straightened his back, took a deep breath and raised his voice. His voice was steady and powerful, like a huge bell, and he spoke again: "Three hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones."

His words echoed in the auction hall, clearly reaching every corner. When everyone heard the offer, there was a brief silence, followed by a burst of amazement. Countless pairs of eyes turned to the VIP box where Shen Yun was, and began to whisper.

"Who is this? He is so bold and courageous." A young monk in simple clothes said softly.

"It seems that he is determined to win, but he is brave enough to compete with Master Liu Xuan." An old man next to him said, stroking his beard.

At the auction table, Liu Chong's eyes lit up when he heard Shen Yun's offer. With excitement flashing in his eyes, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Three hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit stones. Is there a higher price?"

In another VIP box, Liu Xuan sat lazily on a chair with his legs crossed. Hearing Shen Yun's offer, he sneered, his eyes revealing disdain and provocation. "Humph, compete with me, four hundred mid-grade spirit stones." His voice came from the box, full of arrogance and confidence.

As Liu Xuan's offer continued to rise, the atmosphere of the auction for the Lotus Sword Art became increasingly tense, and it had already turned into a secret contest between the two parties. The people in the audience stopped talking at this time and watched this good show quietly. Everyone's eyes were full of expectations, and they were guessing in their hearts who would end up with this incomplete copy of the technique.

"It looks like there will be a fierce battle today." Someone whispered.

"I don't know who will get it in the end." Another person echoed.

The air in the entire auction hall seemed to freeze, and everyone was waiting for the final result of the auction.

The two continued to bid, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense. Shen Yun stared at the auction table and shouted without hesitation: "Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones." His voice was firm and powerful, with unquestionable determination.