Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 612 - 609 I’ll help you this time!

Su Han transmitted a message to Liuyun and the others. The door of the private room opened, and Liuyun, Zhou Jie, and the rest entered the private room.

However, upon seeing Nangong Yu’s face, which was as red as the half of the sky at sunset, everyone exchanged glances, as if they all knew what had just happened inside the room.

At this moment, bidding for the Soul Refining Banner’s Weapon Rune had already begun fiercely.

The starting bid this time was a direct reach to 100 billion, with each increment not less than 10 billion.

Yet even so, the bidding was still going as fiercely as ever. In just this short period of time, the price was raised to 3120 billion!

And all this time, the Top Ten Super Sects still hadn’t spoken a word.

It was only when the price crossed 4000 billion that the Sect of the Battle God could no longer hold back, and the red-robed child finally spoke.

"4200 billion!"

"4400 billion!"

Xu Huo from the Sect of Peace hastily followed.

"4600 billion!"

That was the voice of Moo Qinghai from the Sword Immortal Tomb.

"4800 billion!"

The Kun Beast from the Demon Domain did not fall behind either, raising the bid by 200 billion as soon as it spoke.

"5000 billion!"

Liushui Qingya from the Giant’s Island also placed a bid, her voice firm, clearly determined to win the Soul Refining Banner’s Weapon Rune.

Watching these Super Sects raise the price without even blinking, Yun Qianqian suddenly felt that from today onwards, her position as the Young Family Head was truly secured!

And thinking of this, she glanced toward private room number one, only to see that Yun Congcong and Song Mingshu’s figures had already disappeared, unseen as to when they had left.

Letting out a light sigh, Yun Qianqian decided not to dwell on it further.

"5200 billion!"

One of the Divine Masters from the Divine Transformation Pavilion, Yuan Tianfeng, also started bidding, having not spoken until now.

"5400 billion!"

Yuani Ling’s voice came from Jade Void Palace. Upon hearing this voice, Su Han’s originally calm expression immediately covered with a layer of frost.

"5600 billion!"

One of the Seven Great Temple Masters from the Holy Spirit Palace, Hall Master Yuwen Zhongcheng of the Heart Demon Hall, also bid with a smile.

At this moment, except for the Immortal Dao Court and One Slash Palace, the other eight of the Top Ten Super Sects had all spoken!

Everyone understood that owning such a Weapon Rune would mean that an Artifact Refining Master’s future was just around the corner!

Also, the wealth that an Artifact Refining Master could bring back to the Sect would definitely not be just this paltry sum of a few thousand billion.

"5700 billion!"

Another voice called out, not from the Top Ten Super Sects, but a middle-aged man.

The man appeared somewhat nervous, merely adding 100 billion, which drew the attention of many.

"It’s Dongfang Han!"

"Alas, it is quite a pity. Dongfang Han clearly has astounding Artifact Refining skills, yet he lacks great destiny and hasn’t obtained an Earth Nether Level Equipment Sigil."

"The difference between levels is like heaven and earth, a master is a master, but without reaching that level, the gap will always be like that between the bright moon and fireflies."

"5700 billion probably constitutes all of Dongfang Han’s wealth. From the financial aspect, it’s clear that the wealth of masters like Tao Yun and the other three masters is probably more than ten times his own."

"What a pity, 5700 billion is obviously not enough."

Many people felt sorry for Dongfang Han, and at Dongfang Han’s location, his face was showing an expression of complete desolation.

Ever since he began his cultivation, he had always been focused on artifact refining, and indeed, he was very talented in this field.

But fate played cruel jokes, his luck was just too bad; despite his terrifying proficiency in artifact refining, he never obtained a high-level Equipment Sigil, not to mention an Earth Nether Level one—even a Holy Spirit Level sigil had eluded him.

On several occasions, East had almost met his death in the struggle to obtain an Equipment Sigil, but ultimately, he still failed to get his hands on one.

Whenever he thought of this, East couldn’t help but feel bitterly resentful against the world. However, with his lofty state of mind, such feelings would disappear in an instant, and he remained full of longing for the future.

Today was his chance, a splendid opportunity!

There was no need for risking his life; as long as he had money, he could buy it.

But... his money wasn’t enough!

"Why... why!!!" East roared inwardly in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of the method that Master Yingh Wang and Konggu Grandmaster used to exchange for Blood Crystals and, gnashing his teeth, he spoke out loudly, "Dear friends, who can lend this old man some Spirit Stones? I shall return double the amount in the future!"

No one spoke up, all fell silent.

The price for the Soul Refining Banner’s Weapon Rune would undoubtedly be incredibly high, probably exceeding 700 billion. To lend money would mean lending more than 100 billion or even over 200 billion. This massive amount, if invested personally, would be one thing, but to lend it out... What if it couldn’t be paid back?

Even if the money was lent to East so he could buy the Weapon Rune, who could guarantee that East would indeed be able to refine the Soul Refining Banner and become an Artifact Refining Master?

No one dared take that risk.

"Is this how little I, East, am regarded by all of you?!"

Seeing no one respond, East let out a desolate laugh.

The hall was engulfed in silence. Though they all felt sorry for East, that was as far as it went.

"I’ll help you, but I have one condition," Su Han said, his eyes flashing suddenly as he spoke up at that moment.

As soon as he spoke, everyone’s gaze in the room instantly turned towards Su Han.

"Su Baliu?"

"Haha, is this Su Baliu too arrogant? He’s helping East? Does he even have that many Spirit Stones?"

"Billions of Spirit Stones, that would buy ten Phoenix Sects, right?"

Snickers rippled through the crowd from below, and in East’s corner, the hope that had risen in his heart was instantly extinguished.

The Phoenix Sect, he had heard of them too—especially since arriving in Dragon Martial City, the incident where they killed a disciple of Jade Void Palace was known to all, a story that had spread throughout Dragon Martial City.

But in the end, the Phoenix Sect was merely a sixth-rate sect. East, like most people, didn’t believe that the Phoenix Sect was so wealthy.

"Stop wasting time, this Su Baliu is just joking. Let’s continue with the auction," someone yelled.

Looking calmly at East, Su Han said, "Our surnames are different, but we share the same given name, Han. I’ll help you buy this Equipment Sigil, but you must join my Phoenix Sect."

"You... can really buy it?" East asked skeptically.

"Just tell me straight, whether you agree or not," Su Han said.

After contemplating for a moment, East burst out laughing, "All my life, my greatest wish has been to become an Artifact Refining Master. If I could really reach that step, whether I belong to a sect or remain a loose cultivator—what difference would it make!"

"Good."

Su Han nodded and stated directly, "700 billion!"

"What?!"

"Did I hear wrong? 700 billion?"

"Don’t listen to his nonsense, merely a sixth-rate sect, not to mention 700 billion Spirit Stones, they might not even have 7 billion."

"Su Baliu, this is an auction. If you speak rashly, there will be consequences you can’t bear!"

With this price announced, everyone’s brows furrowed, clearly disbelieving.