When Jun Changxiao called out five hundred thousand, Ai Shangni’s heart jolted.
Bidding on pills he himself refined—what game was Sect Leader Jun playing?
After all, being a businessman, his mind worked lightning-fast, and he immediately realized this was to drive up the price!
Correct.
Jun Changxiao was indeed raising prices.
How could he possibly let pills he’d worked so hard to refine be taken away for four hundred thousand!
The system complained, “Mechanized pill refining—how is the host working hard?”
Jun Changxiao ignored it and shifted his gaze toward Fortune Luck Sect’s position, locking eyes with the elder who’d made the bid, his face displaying a harmless smile.
“Hateful fellow!”
Fury rose in that elder’s heart.
He’d thought success was guaranteed, never expecting that just as the deal was about to close, an Iron Bones Sect would suddenly emerge.
This wasn’t about money—it was about sect honor!
Where did a mere eighth-tier sect get the audacity to compete in bidding with a fifth-tier sect!
Because of Jun Changxiao’s sudden bid, all the martial artists in the bronze section looked over simultaneously, their lips curving into playful smiles.
Daring to compete with Fortune Luck Sect—the Iron Bones Sect was truly bold!
“Boy.”
That elder said in a heavy voice, “Are you certain you want to compete with my Fortune Luck Sect?”
This was clearly a warning to the Iron Bones Sect.
Jun Changxiao shrugged. “Isn’t competitive bidding the auction house’s rule? Does Jun not have the right to bid?”
The words weren’t wrong.
But you should also look at who you’re competing against!
Did this Iron Bones Sect Leader have something wrong with his brain that he couldn’t figure out such a simple thing?
Right, right.
If his mind were normal, how would he have made that one-year agreement with the Sacred Spring Sect?
Thinking of this, numerous martial artists smiled even more broadly, very happy to watch how the Iron Bones Sect would seek death in creative ways.
“Hmph.”
The Fortune Luck Sect elder snorted coldly. “Six hundred thousand!”
“Seven hundred thousand,” Jun Changxiao said.
Hearing him continue to match the price, fury blazed even hotter in the elder’s eyes.
With so many powers present, he was deliberately opposing my Fortune Luck Sect!
“Sect Leader Jun.”
The elder said with a stern face, “The younger generation is truly formidable!”
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao said, “To be honest with senior, the sect has injured members. This pill must be acquired.”
Hearing this, that elder nearly vomited blood.
When Wondrous Radiance Palace called out their price earlier, you didn’t bid—but when it’s my Fortune Luck Sect’s turn, you press relentlessly. Do you think fifth-tier is easier to bully than fourth-tier?
“Eight hundred thousand!”
The Fortune Luck Sect elder shouted.
“Nine hundred thousand.” Jun Changxiao matched again.
The Fortune Luck Sect elder narrowed his eyes. “It seems Sect Leader Jun is quite wealthy.”
“Not bad.”
Jun Changxiao shrugged. “Earned ten million from the Righteous Qi Sect—spending a hundred or eighty thousand doesn’t matter.”
The various sect powers’ mouths twitched.
The Righteous Qi Sect gambling on stakes and losing ten million—they’d heard about it.
Truthfully, that was quite a lot of money.
But to act like money didn’t matter in front of a fifth-tier sect—that was truly arrogant!
Detestable!
An eighth-tier sect flaunting wealth before this old man!
“One million five hundred thousand!”
Fortune Luck Sect said heavily.
A sect must have sect dignity—raising prices required boldness!
“I withdraw,” Jun Changxiao said.
Huh.
The Fortune Luck Sect elder’s expression froze.
How could he not follow the bid? How could he withdraw!
Calling out one million five hundred thousand was meant to directly drive up the price. If the Iron Bones Sect still followed, then he himself would withdraw.
The Fortune Luck Sect elder wasn’t stupid—buying a healing pill at a high price was definitely unacceptable.
Since that brat thought he was so rich, he should definitely make him spend more money to buy it. Worst case, he’d just compete for the next one.
Unfortunately.
Jun Changxiao wasn’t stupid either!
He’d been deliberately raising prices from the start. His ideal number was one million. Since the opponent raised it to one million five hundred thousand, naturally he withdrew.
All schemes and tactics.
“Fortune Luck Sect…”
“Fortune Luck Sect…”
“Fortune Luck Sect, one million five hundred thousand, going three times!”
“Bang!”
The hammer fell.
The Fortune Luck Sect elder, one move short in strategy, was ultimately trapped by Jun Changxiao, acquiring the second healing pill at the transaction price of one million five hundred thousand.
His heart was absolutely furious!
Ai Shangni thought, “Sect Leader Jun, playing like this, aren’t you afraid of offending fifth-tier sects?”
…
The auction continued.
The third healing pill still had a starting bid of three hundred thousand.
The other fifth-tier sect that had remained silent, Listening Rain Pavilion, was first to call out four hundred thousand.
Without question, no one dared follow.
Simultaneously, everyone looked toward the Iron Bones Sect’s private box, wondering—would this kid bid?
“Five hundred thousand,” Jun Changxiao said.
As expected, this fellow was challenging fifth-tier sects again!
“Six hundred thousand.”
The Young Pavilion Master of Listening Rain Pavilion sitting in the private box said indifferently.
Kid, first competing with Fortune Luck Sect, now competing with my Listening Rain Pavilion—have you eaten the gall of an ambitious leopard?
“Seven hundred thousand,” Jun Changxiao said.
“Eight hundred thousand.”
“Nine hundred thousand.”
“One million.”
This Young Pavilion Master was about twenty years old, in his hot-blooded prime—how could he tolerate a sixth-tier sect being arrogant here?
“I withdraw.”
After reaching his expected one million, Jun Changxiao decisively withdrew.
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
At this moment, they realized this fellow was deliberately driving up prices!
Fortune Luck Sect and Listening Rain Pavilion naturally saw through it too, with disciples in their private boxes glaring with fury.
Jun Changxiao didn’t care at all.
These were all powers from other commanderies. After the auction ended, whether they’d even meet again was questionable—offending them was no big deal.
Moreover.
It was just bidding on pills.
If they cared about that little bit of money, they were petty.
The two fifth-tier sects naturally wouldn’t care about a few hundred thousand taels. What they cared about was this fellow’s malicious bidding!
However.
When the fourth healing pill started bidding, Jun Changxiao spoke first: “Four hundred thousand!”
He was using actions to tell the martial artists present that he truly wanted to bid—he wasn’t deliberately causing trouble!
The opportunity came!
The Listening Rain Pavilion Young Pavilion Master immediately shouted, “Five hundred thousand!”
Kid, you made me spend an extra six hundred thousand—if you don’t bleed a bit to take it away, how can that work?
“Young Pavilion Master.”
A disciple reminded, “We just bought one. According to the auction house rules, if we take it at five hundred thousand, we’ll have to pay one million taels.”
The Young Pavilion Master folded his arms. “I’m just casually raising the price. If that kid follows, I’ll definitely withdraw.”
“Six hundred thousand.”
“Seven hundred thousand.”
“Eight hundred thousand.”
“Nine hundred thousand.”
After calling out this price, the Young Pavilion Master prepared to withdraw, because the meaning was simple: I’ll spend one million, so you also have to spend one million…
“I withdraw.”
Huh.
The Young Pavilion Master’s expression froze, then he roared inwardly, “How can he withdraw!”
“Bang!”
Family Head Ai hammered it down. “Listening Rain Pavilion acquires the fourth healing pill at one million, and according to regulations must pay two million.”
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched violently.
They all knew the Listening Rain Pavilion Young Pavilion Master was deliberately raising prices, only to tragically be played.
“Tch.”
Jun Changxiao sat in his private box, crossed his legs leisurely, and said coolly, “Compete with me? You’re still too green.”
“Detestable fellow!”
The Listening Rain Pavilion Young Pavilion Master gripped the armrest tightly in fury.
The auction continued.
To show he was truly bidding, after Family Head Ai called out the price, Jun Changxiao was again first to say, “Four hundred thousand.”
“Five hundred thousand.”
The Young Pavilion Master raised the price again.
He had to trap that fellow once.
Otherwise, how could he be worthy of his identity as a fifth-tier sect’s Young Pavilion Master!
“I withdraw.”
Huh.
The Young Pavilion Master’s expression froze.
This fellow withdrew way too damn fast!