King of Creation-Chapter 1572 - 1557: Silent Auction

Zizizi!

A screeching sound, like refined gold and steel grinding against each other, reverberated.

The kitten’s fangs bit into Ye Zhen’s arm, producing a string of sparks, but not even a white mark was left on Ye Zhen’s arm.

The Nine-Headed Beast, truly deserving of being an ancient fierce beast, went berserk following Ye Zhen’s command, its body expanding to a size of ten meters. Its nine gaping maws snapped shut like nine massive hydraulic shears, their fangs flashing with the Five Elements Spirit Light of varying colors, cutting down fiercely.

The ear-piercing metallic sound rang out once more, but this time, Ye Zhen’s skin felt a slight itch as the Nine-Headed Beast succeeded in leaving nine white marks on the surface of Ye Zhen’s arm.

But the next moment, the Nine-Headed Beast opened its mouths wide and howled miserably.

Ye Zhen inspected it and then laughed out loud.

It turned out that in its fury, the Nine-Headed Beast had exerted too much force, causing two of its fangs to become loose.

Of course, the injury wasn’t as severe as the Nine-Headed Beast’s howls suggested. Ye Zhen understood that this creature was trying to claim credit, at least for leaving white marks, right?

This Nine-Headed Beast was quite cunning.

"Well done!"

Patting the Nine-Headed Beast on the head, Ye Zhen casually tossed out nine Spirit Void Fruits, which were quickly snapped up by its nine heads.

Like a victor, the Nine-Headed Beast flaunted its nine Spirit Void Fruits in front of the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten.

"I bet you’re envious. This is my reward!" This was probably the subtext in the Nine-Headed Beast’s mind at the moment.

The Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten snorted, disdainfully shaking its head, leaving the Nine-Headed Beast with no sense of accomplishment.

Even as the Nine-Headed Beast chomped on the Spirit Void Fruits, causing juice to splatter everywhere, the kitten remained disdainful.

"Only nine pieces, what’s there to be smug about? I, Tiger Lord, consume hundreds daily..." The kitten’s subtext was probably something along these lines.

Ye Zhen shook his head with a smile, looking at his own arm; this was merely the result of ten days of painstaking cultivation using the True Dragon Essence Blood of the Blue-scaled Dragon King.

In ten days, Ye Zhen’s mastery of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body had advanced further, finally reaching the Second Stage.

This also raised the physical strength of Ye Zhen’s body to the level of a mid-grade town artifact!

Just how strong is the physical strength at the level of a mid-grade town artifact?

The Nine-Headed Beast is an example. This creature currently possesses a mid-stage Divine Communication Realm cultivation, its combat power akin to a mid-stage Dark Palace Realm martial artist.

In other words, under normal circumstances, in front of a mid-grade town artifact-level body, a mid-stage Dark Palace Realm martial artist wouldn’t be able to harm Ye Zhen without using weapons above the mid-grade town artifact level, nor without divine power secret techniques of a level like Ye Zhen’s Evil Punishing Divine Thunder or Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire.

Moreover, even if they did, it wouldn’t be a significant problem for Ye Zhen.

Because atop Ye Zhen’s Black Dragon Tyrant Body is also a layer of Dragon Scale Spirit Armor.

When Ye Zhen gently clenched his fist, his body surface became covered in a dense layer of faint black dragon scales, formed entirely by condensing dragon scales.

Those dragon scales were densely marked with a sea of Black Dragon Water Spirit Power Dao Patterns.

Not to mention, Ye Zhen also had a Suppressing Armor to protect his body.

In such conditions, Ye Zhen’s previous vulnerability to damage was significantly improved.

And this is just Ye Zhen’s situation after ten days of cultivation. Inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl, nearly ten thousand barrels of Blue-scaled Dragon King’s True Dragon Essence Blood still remain.

This period of hard cultivation hasn’t even used up one-tenth.

If Ye Zhen were to continue cultivating hard for nearly half a year....

Suddenly, Ye Zhen looked forward to the arrival of the full moon night six months later. By then, Ye Zhen really wanted to see what kind of expression Yuann Hongying would have.

"My lord, the annual auction event is beginning to admit attendees." The voice of Big Ears Nie Ting rang out.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Zhen, refreshed after washing up, was ready to leave, with Ling Wangke and Ling Qianbi already waiting at the courtyard entrance.

"Boy, take Qianbi along, will you? There might be something that she needs, any problem with that?" Ling Wangke asked.

"No problem." As he nodded, Ye Zhen glanced at Big Ears Nie Ting, who was seeing him off in the courtyard. "Big Ears, you should come along too. We have the space, and you can broaden your horizons. It’s a business event featuring all the heavens and myriad of worlds."

Upon hearing this, Big Ears Nie Ting suddenly leapt three feet high, cheering, "Thank you, my lord, for making it possible!" Then he joyfully followed behind Ye Zhen.

Frankly, who doesn’t want to participate in the Five Immortals Island’s annual auction event? For many martial artists, participating in the annual auction event of Five Immortals Island has already become an obsession.

Big Ears Nie Ting also harbored such a desire in his heart.

But it was merely a desire!

He hadn’t expected that Ye Zhen would actually take him along, which truly delighted him beyond his expectations.

Watching this scene, Ling Wangke silently nodded and gave Ye Zhen the evaluation of ’adept in managing subordinates.’

Ye Zhen’s possession of a land-level invitation has been widely known for a long time. Over the past few days, many people have sought to secure a spot as his entourage, but Ling Qianbi blocked them.

Now, seeing that Ye Zhen was already accompanied by three people, they no longer harbored any hopes.

The efficiency of the Five Immortals Hall was extremely high. They didn’t have to wait long at the entrance of the circular Ten Thousand Treasure Auction House before smoothly entering the circular building’s interior, assisted by an escort due to their VIP status.

The Ten Thousand Treasure Auction House stood nine floors high, with the auction platform located on a semi-circular stage three floors high. From the ninth to the third floor, all were individual rooms equipped with formations to insulate sound and block divine soul investigation.

However, the VIP rooms on the ninth and eighth floors were much more luxurious than those below. Only distinguished guests holding a sky-level invitation could access the VIP rooms on the ninth and eighth floors, with fifty rooms per floor.

Typically, the sky-level invitations were fixed, distributed to top-tier forces and long-established noble families.

The likes of the Great Zhou Empire’s royal family, the Eight Council Princes, the Ancestor God Temple, and the Three Great Holy Lands held no fewer than twenty top-level permanent sky-level invitations.

The VIP rooms from the seventh to the third floor were slightly smaller, with one hundred rooms on each floor, all for guests holding a land-level invitation.

The second floor was a spacious hall filled with chairs, with two thousand four hundred chairs tightly arranged, somewhat crowded.

But even so, securing an invitation was exceedingly difficult.

Such an arrangement meant that the audience was primarily martial artists with superior vision; otherwise, it would be difficult for them to clearly observe the auction items from the second floor.

The first floor was simply a passageway, while Ye Zhen’s seating was on the fourth floor. Although it didn’t offer the comprehensive view of the ninth and eighth floors, it was significantly better than the lower levels.

The furnishings in the VIP room were simple: four armchairs, four small tables arranged with tea, seasonal fruits, and some delicate snacks, with an auction device placed centrally.

"This land-level VIP room is much more comfortable than the crowded hall I used to squeeze into," said Ling Wangke, sitting down, as he enthusiastically began to devour a platter of pastries.

Big Ears Nie Ting, feeling a bit uneasy, looked towards Ye Zhen, and with Ye Zhen’s nod of approval, gingerly sat down and began to enjoy a plate of his favorite pastries.

The Five Immortals Hall was known for its punctual and brisk management.

Just as the clock struck a quarter past noon, the Ten Thousand Treasure Auction House’s doors closed, and the guardian formation—fueled by the power of over a thousand Earth Veins from the seabed—abruptly sealed shut.

After a brief opening statement, an auctioneer in a scholarly blue robe began to lead the first round of bidding.

"Honored guests, as per tradition, the first round of our Five Immortals Island’s annual auction event is still a silent auction!

Each silent auction round lists a thousand auction items. Each silent auction round allows fifteen minutes for offers, so esteemed guests, please take heed of the time," said the auctioneer.

Offering a thousand auction items each time—still a silent auction—this piqued Ye Zhen’s curiosity, for he had never experienced this auction style before.

The next moment, the auctioneer’s voice rang out again, "Esteemed guests, please look at the auction device in front of you."

Simultaneously, the auction device in front of Ye Zhen began glowing with spirit light.