I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1076 - 1077: Go Back and Gather Immortal Stones

Chapter 1076 -1077: Go Back and Gather Immortal Stones

Zong Guolong acted swiftly, decisively summoned a servant, took the auction list, glanced over it, and spoke slowly, “There’s no need to sell these initial resources individually, let’s bundle them and sell them together to build up momentum. Starting from the mid-section, we’ll add Young Master Han’s resources. This auction is going to last quite long, with significant figures coming continuously. They won’t need invitations.”

“Understood, I will do everything according to Elder Zong’s instructions.”

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The servant replied respectfully, without further questions, immediately agreeing.

“Young Master Han just mentioned that these are only part of the selling resources. May I ask where the other resources are? Please take them out together, and I, Zong, will give you an estimate.”

Zong Guolong said.

“Sure thing.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, pulling out another Space Ring and handing it to Zong Guolong.

Zong Guolong was momentarily petrified, having thought that at most another Space Ring would be brought out. Unexpectedly, Li Xiaobai produced seven or eight rings all at once, a quantity that made him even doubt whether Ancient Dragon Pavilion could handle it. The roomful of glittering treasures earlier was merely the tip of the iceberg compared to these seven or eight Space Rings.

If all these could be sold, Ancient Dragon Pavilion would become the largest auction house on Ice Dragon Island. Its fame could even spread overseas, making a name for itself throughout the Central Origin Realm.

“Are all these… resources to be sold?”

Zong Guolong took the Space Rings, his wrist trembling involuntarily, asking again, somewhat uncertainly, his heart pounding with excitement—the ancestral business could be glorified in his hands today!

Li Xiaobai nodded and said, “Of course, I’ve heard that the Ancient Dragon Pavilion is a century-old reputable auction house. Presumably, it has the strength and foundation to handle these resources, which I imagine shouldn’t be too difficult, right?”

“Naturally. The Ancient Dragon Pavilion was established four hundred years ago, and, having weathered many storms, has a solid foundation. Handling these resources won’t be a problem. From an initial estimate, the value of these resources is conservatively between two to three billion, and considering the powerful figures present today, bidding could raise it to five or even six billion.”

“However, among these resources, there are a few that my Ancient Dragon Pavilion would like to purchase directly. We will offer the proceeds from the auction along with them, and additionally, according to industry rules, the Ancient Dragon Pavilion will take a five percent commission from the auction proceeds. Is that alright?”

Zong Guolong elaborated, the pricing far exceeded Li Xiaobai’s expectations and was consistent with his ambition.

“No problem, I am very much looking forward to the outcome of this auction.”

Li Xiaobai said with a light smile.

“Thank you, Young Master Han. With your collection, this auction is sure to cause a sensation. From today, Young Master Han will be our most honored guest. With this token, you may freely access any area of the Ancient Dragon Pavilion without obstruction.”

Zong Guolong flipped his wrist and handed over a token to Li Xiaobai.

This was a VIP token of the Ancient Dragon Pavilion, a black gold token with an intricate pattern forming the shape of a pavilion on the front, and “Ancient Dragon Pavilion” grandly inscribed on the back in flowing script, emitting an ancient aura, evidently no ordinary item.

“Thank you for your trust, Elder Zong. I believe this time, the outcome will be a win-win for both of us.”

Li Xiaobai tucked away the token, grinning happily—having resources in place really could enable one to do whatever one wished. A supreme VIP token, taken whenever desired.

“Indeed, I believe so too.”

“There’s still some time before the auction begins, Young Master Han might wish to freely explore the Ancient Dragon Pavilion; we will notify you the moment the auction starts.”

Zong Guolong said.

“Excellent!”

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Li Xiaobai descended three levels to a large hall and strolled around. It was a grand temple with rows of chairs and a huge display stand, somewhat resembling a school in a humble hut.

These seats were for ordinary cultivators to sit on during the event; those of higher status were located on the second-floor balcony. At this moment, numerous cultivators had already entered the auction house.

They had all arrived early, hoping to try their luck and uncover some inside information—mostly sect disciples from various large families, ready to report back immediately if any rare treasures surfaced.

“Brother Wang, do you know what kind of items the auction’s highlights are going to be? If it’s the same as last year, then my old man won’t show up today.”

“Brother Zhang, who can be sure about the highlights? Even if they’re slightly lesser, it wouldn’t be by much. The Ancient Dragon Pavilion has been a reputable name for a hundred years, and they wouldn’t destroy their own reputation. I believe there will still be something worthwhile at this auction.”

“Yes, after all, we can’t come across good items every year. If occasionally some auction items are slightly lacking, that can be understood.”

The cultivators gathered in small groups, moving around the venue. Apart from the auction items, there were small display stands around the venue with a variety of quaint and curious treasures priced for sale, entertaining yet not necessarily precious.

“Brother Wang, Brother Zhang, you might not know but this auction is going to be extraordinary. I dare say, it will be the grandest auction the Ancient Dragon Pavilion has hosted in the past decade. If you believe me, go back quickly and have your family elders come here, otherwise, you might miss out on the treasures once the auction starts and you hear about it.”

Li Xiaobai interjected smoothly and casually into the conversation, without any sense of awkwardness.

“Really? Can that be true?”

“But how do you know this?”

“Who are you, anyway? Do we know you?”

Several cultivators looked dumbfounded at Li Xiaobai, wondering when he had joined their group and speaking as naturally as if he weren’t an outsider.

“Hehe, I am Han Buzhu, the Young Master of the Icy Frost Sect. I have exclusive sources and have learned some insider information about the auction. Though I’m incapable of owning it all, I don’t wish for our sect’s rivals to attain these treasures. Thus, I seek to collaborate with your families to secure these resources, which would be beneficial for you as well as for me. Why not go for it?”

Li Xiaobai spoke with a grin, his voice loud enough for many nearby cultivators to overhear and inevitably, they began to inch closer to listen.

All attending the auction had brought many top-tier Immortal Stones, but if truly valuable items were available, their finances wouldn’t suffice alone—they needed to quickly ask for their Elders and high-ranking officials to bring substantial funds.

“Oh? The Young Master of the Icy Frost Sect?”

“Then please tell us, what kind of valuable items are available that would warrant my family elder’s personal involvement?”

Some cultivators expressed their doubt with questions.

Li Xiaobai responded with a chuckle, “I won’t say too much, but there will be many relics from Half-Saint Strong Experts at this auction. Now, hurry back and prepare enough Immortal Stone Resources; you wouldn’t want to miss out and be embarrassed.”

The cultivators were shocked. “Half-Holy Level? Can this be true?”

Li Xiaobai smiled faintly and raised his hand towards the sky. “If I speak even half a falsehood, may the Icy Frost Sect suffer the heavens’ strike of thunder!”

“Holy shit, we need to get back and bring the Great Elder!”

“We don’t have enough Immortal Stones; even the Sect Master has to be involved personally!”

“Even if there’s only one relic from a Half-Saint, we must secure it at all costs!”