Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 955 - 965: When the Snipe and the Clam Fight, the Fisherman Profits

When it comes to who is more extravagant, perhaps no one can surpass Young Master Jin Ling, this second-generation rich kid.

Chu Feng almost cursed aloud.

Originally, Young Master Jin Ling might not have been interested in the Soul Loss Sand. But now, after being contradicted by Scholar Qin Jian, he was immediately stirred up.

Having such a rich second-generation join the bidding was definitely no good fortune for Chu Feng.

Because Chu Feng was also determined to get this Soul Loss Sand.

His Black Mountain Seal, last time, managed to block the strongest attack of the Panlong Heavenly Emperor, the Devouring Spirit Slash, at a critical moment.

At that moment, Chu Feng realized that the Black Mountain Seal was anything but simple.

Its level might very well be more than a Mid-grade Magical Treasure.

The starting price of the Soul Loss Sand alone required 600,000 Spirit, enough to buy several Mid-grade Magical Treasures.

"Even your old man might not dare to be arrogant in front of me, let me teach you manners today! 1.2 million Spirit!" Scholar Qin Jian was also stirred up, raising the price by 100,000 Spirit as well.

By this point, the price of the Soul Loss Sand had already doubled.

Chu Feng only had 1.3 million Spirit left, and though he was confident at first, now his heart felt a bit shaky.

If Young Master Jin Ling raised the price one more time, Chu Feng wouldn't stand a chance.

He had been longing for this Soul Loss Sand for many years.

"1.3 million Spirit!" Without any hesitation, Young Master Jin Ling raised the price again.

"1.4 million Spirit!" The intense killing intent was evident in Scholar Qin Jian's eyes. The fact that a junior dared to be arrogant in front of him was something his proud nature could not abide.

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Other guests had already given up. Only two extravagant contestants were battling it out.

The price of the Soul Loss Sand was continuously rising, reaching 2 million Spirit.

This price was already absurdly high.

Scholar Qin Jian's face turned ugly as he sat there in silence. However, his killing intent towards Young Master Jin Ling reached its peak.

Judging by his looks, he probably was running low on funds, already broke.

2 million Spirit Stones is not a small amount.

Now looking as human nor ghost, Scholar Qin Jian had clearly fallen on hard times. Entering the Immortal Emperor's Tomb to seek treasure must have cost him considerably.

Moreover, the expenses to cure disease and safeguard his life were even more terrifying.

"Haha, Scholar Qin Jian, weren't you quite tough just now? I swear, if anyone raises the price once more, I will absolutely not continue to bid!" Young Master Jin Ling looked at Scholar Qin Jian with a mocking expression.

"Pfft!"

The color of Scholar Qin Jian's face suddenly turned crimson as he quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve.

Already a sick man, he was enraged to the point of spitting up blood.

Scholar Qin Jian, gritting his teeth, refrained from raising the bid again.

"Haha, mountains have an end, and even people have moments of poverty. To think, the legendary Scholar Qin Jian from Sword Immortal City can't even come up with 2,001,000 Spirit. Tsk tsk, what a pity! How about this, let me bid on it and give it to you?"

Young Master Jin Ling laughed triumphantly, not forgetting to ruthlessly taunt Scholar Qin Jian once more at the end.

Many people looked on at the frail and sickly Scholar Qin Jian with pity in their eyes, feeling a deep sense of emotion in their hearts.

A hero had fallen.

A once-legendary figure had fallen to such a state.

Scholar Qin Jian was just like a tiger fallen into a valley, bullied by this second-generation rich, Young Master Jin Ling, to the point of spitting blood.

Chu Feng was secretly curious, what exactly did Scholar Qin Jian need the Soul Loss Sand for? Why go to such lengths as to exhaust all his remaining assets to snatch it?

"2 million Spirit first call!"

"Second call!"

Manager Ye struck the hammer twice. Just one more strike, and the Soul Loss Sand would belong to Young Master Jin Ling.

"2,001,000 Spirit Stones!" Chu Feng intervened at this moment.

He only had 1.3 million Spirit on him, but there was still one item that should be able to make up for the shortfall in Spirit Stones: that Super Ninth Grade Soul Reviving Pill, which was estimated at 800,000 Spirit.

Its value was 200,000 Spirit higher than the starting price of the Soul Loss Sand.

"Hmm?" Young Master Jin Ling, who was feeling smug, did not expect that at this last juncture, someone would jump out and slap him in the face.

He immediately scanned around with an aura full of mischief.

"Is it you, you nobody?"

He never expected that the person who jumped out to snatch the Soul Loss Sand would be Chu Feng.

In Young Master Jin Ling's eyes, Chu Feng was nothing more than a miscellaneous garbage.

Manager Ye was also momentarily taken aback, with a hint of strange light flickering in her charming eyes. She seemed to not have anticipated Chu Feng to be so bold.

Nor did she expect Chu Feng to have the courage to snatch a treasure coveted by Young Master Jin Ling.

There were many big shots present, more than a hundred people could easily afford 2,001,000 Spirit, but none dared to stand up and compete with Young Master Jin Ling.

Because they couldn't afford to offend him.

Young Master Jin Ling calculated everyone, yet overlooked this 'nobody' Chu Feng.

"If I didn't hear wrong, Young Master Jin Ling, you just said in front of everyone that as long as anyone raises the bid, you won't continue to compete." Chu Feng remained undaunted and countered Young Master Jin Ling.

To prevent this rich second generation from raising the price again.

To be honest, if the Soul Loss Sand wasn't a necessary item for repairing the Black Mountain Seal, he wouldn't have spent this fortune.

"Young Master Jin Ling, let me tell you a secret. Chu Feng, who competed with you for the Soul Loss Sand, had only about 1.7 million Spirit on him before entering this auction. He spent 400,000 Spirit on Spiritual Treasure for that woman. Now, at most, he has 1.3 million Spirit left. He absolutely can't come up with 2 million Spirit."

The Panlong Heavenly Emperor revealed this maliciously to Young Master Jin Ling.

This guy was truly formidable, even figuring out the details of Chu Feng's Spirit Stones clearly.

"Could there be a traitor by my side?" Chu Feng couldn't help but glance at Li Shishi.

It was difficult for others to know Chu Feng's worth.

Li Shishi had been by his side for the past few days, knowing the most about his wealth.

After experiencing Chang'e's betrayal in his previous life, Chu Feng was now like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, really afraid of the same thing happening again.

The Blood Slave Gu of the Panlong Heavenly Emperor was impossible to defend against.

Only the treasure mirror of the Beixie National Master could reveal it.

It's extremely difficult to see if someone is under Gu poison with the naked eye.

Li Shishi appeared innocent and unlikely to betray Chu Feng.

"Ah, it was when I was obtaining my membership card that I showed my finances. That must have been when the information leaked." Chu Feng remembered the incident, and his mind cleared up.

Trust is very precious and it's best not to easily suspect those around you.

Otherwise, it's easy to dishearten others.

"A pauper pretending to be a big shot in front of me. Ye Wu, surely your auction doesn't want someone to snatch a treasure without being able to pay for it, right? Check his finances."

Young Master Jin Ling spoke to Ye Wu in a gentle tone.

Since someone questioned, the auction had this responsibility. Ye Wu gave a slight nod to a staff member, who then walked over to Chu Feng.

As a result, after Chu Feng spoke a few words with that staff member and handed over a note, the staff member repeatedly apologized with a smile.

"It has been verified that Master Chu has sufficient funds to pay for the Soul Loss Sand." The staff member announced loudly.