Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 246: Returning to the Rightful Owner! Bounty on Luo Cheng!
Chapter 246: Chapter 246: Returning to the Rightful Owner! Bounty on Luo Cheng!
As Yan Qingshuang gave up bidding, the Flame Trace Sword was unsurprisingly won by Luo Cheng.
The auction concluded, and the crowd began to disperse one after another.
Many were still discussing the intense bidding earlier, and naturally, the focus was on Luo Cheng.
"Who would’ve thought that the Flame Trace Sword would fall into the hands of Luo Cheng? A useless trash with a Wasted Martial Soul, yet possessing such wealth—it’s truly enviable!"
"Hehe, I’m afraid he only has money to buy it but no life to use it! Look, Cheng Gong and Qin Ming are already heading over."
"Eh, it’s true! Are they planning to kill him and seize the treasure?"
Some observant individuals noticed that Cheng Gong and Qin Ming did not leave the auction house but rather moved toward the private booth where Luo Cheng was located.
Inside the booth.
Luo Cheng sat on a Demon Beast skin chair, enjoying exquisite snacks, waiting for the maid to deliver the Flame Trace Sword.
This trip to the auction was not only a success in acquiring the Flame Trace Sword but also an unexpected gain of the Earth Snake Soul Crystal, leaving him in a joyous mood.
Judging by the strange reaction of the Nine-colored Scale, this item was bound to be of great use to him!
Luo Cheng couldn’t wait to return to the Xuanyuan Sect and begin his secluded cultivation.
After a moment, the door to the booth was pushed open. A beautiful maid walked in, and beside her was another person.
It was a young girl of fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a blue-green dress, with a delicate and charming appearance, holding the Flame Trace Sword in her hand.
When Luo Cheng saw the girl in the blue dress, his eyes flickered.
But it wasn’t because of the Flame Trace Sword—rather, it was her aura!
Though only fifteen or sixteen years old, her presence felt far more powerful than that of his senior sister Chen Lingyu. She was not yet in the Awakening Vein Realm but likely not far from it. In the Xuanyuan Sect’s Outer Sect, she would absolutely be considered a top-tier genius!
"Are you Luo Cheng?"
As soon as she entered the booth, the girl in the blue dress immediately scrutinized Luo Cheng, her demeanor proud and aloof.
Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows. Was it his imagination, or did this girl seem to harbor deep hostility toward him, despite it being their first meeting?
"I am."
Luo Cheng stood up calmly and confidently.
"Hmph, ordinary and unremarkable."
The girl in the blue dress snorted lightly, her gaze flickering as she handed the Flame Trace Sword to Luo Cheng:
"Flame Trace Sword!"
Luo Cheng reached out to grasp the sword’s sheath.
At that moment, the girl in the blue dress gave a sly smile, looking at Luo Cheng with a hint of malice gleaming in her eyes.
In the next instant—
Boom!
A wave of overwhelming aura erupted without warning.
The girl in the blue dress was none other than Amu, the maid serving by Luo Yao’s side!
She had already opened three gates and begun bridging the Divine Bridge, her cultivation at the Half-step Awakening Vein Realm. When she unleashed her full aura, it was undeniably intimidating!
"Ah!"
The beautiful maid was so startled by this surge of energy that her face turned pale, and she stumbled backward, barely managing to stay upright by leaning against the wall.
Luo Cheng’s expression remained calm. He had faced experts like Jin Min without flinching. Now, with his Sword Dao Realm improved and his will refined to the brink of Human Sword Integration, how could he be suppressed by someone’s mere aura?
With a flip of his hand, the Flame Trace Sword appeared in his grasp, and his thumb lightly flicked the blade.
Clang!
The treasure sword was unsheathed, and a brilliant sword aura burst forth, instantly dispelling Amu’s imposing aura entirely as it slashed forward.
"Ah!"
Caught off guard, Amu stumbled back in fright, a strand of her hair severed by the sword aura fluttering to the ground.
"Great sword!"
Luo Cheng nodded appreciatively.
Just holding the Flame Trace Sword, he felt a mysterious connection, as though the sword was no longer an object but an extension of his arm. His Sword Dao Realm seemed ready to cross the critical threshold.
"You!"
Amu, having failed to humiliate Luo Cheng and instead embarrassing herself, flushed with a mixture of anger and shame. She couldn’t help but sneer and said coldly:
"Don’t forget, the money you used for the auction came from our Lingyun Pavilion. To be precise, this Flame Trace Sword doesn’t even truly belong to you!"
Oh?
Luo Cheng’s pupils contracted. "What is the meaning of this?"
Amu, without thinking, sneered: "I’m merely reminding you to know your place!"
Hehe!
With a twist of his wrist—
Bang!
Luo Cheng stabbed the Flame Trace Sword into the table.
"Returning it to its rightful owner. Farewell!"
Without another word, Luo Cheng turned and began to leave.
What a joke—a mere Three-star Top Grade Treasure Sword!
Owing someone a favor was tolerable, but selling out his dignity for it? Absolutely unacceptable!
Amu was frozen in place, her mouth opening and closing, unsure of what to say.
This was not the outcome she had envisioned!
The other party clearly coveted the Flame Trace Sword, having bid an astronomical sixty million taels—proof of its significance to him.
She had assumed that, at most, her words would provoke his anger or perhaps prompt a harsh retort.
Unexpectedly, the other party simply abandoned the sword and walked away!
Although she resented Luo Yao’s high regard for Luo Cheng, even to the point of sacrificing great opportunities for him—an act she considered trading gold for straw—she dared not disobey Luo Yao’s orders. For the moment, Amu was at a loss.
Seeing Luo Cheng about to leave the booth, Amu quickly blocked his path, her tone stiff:
"Wait!"
Luo Cheng cast her a sidelong glance. "What now?"
"I, I didn’t mean it that way!"
Amu was almost driven mad with frustration. Faced with a mere First Layer Tongxuan Realm martial artist, she found herself repeatedly flustered and outmaneuvered. The other party was clearly inferior to her in every way!
Seeing Luo Cheng’s lack of reaction, Amu hastened to say:
"Just now, I was being unreasonable. It wasn’t my young lady’s—no, our Pavilion Master’s—intention... I apologize!"
Lowering her head to apologize to Luo Cheng made Amu grind her teeth in frustration.
The beautiful maid beside her also chimed in: "Young Master Luo Cheng, this truly wasn’t the Pavilion Master’s intent."
Luo Cheng glanced at Amu. "I’ll ask just one thing—can I take the Flame Trace Sword with me?"
"You can!"
Amu nodded hastily.
Without saying anything further, Luo Cheng reached for the Flame Trace Sword.
"Tell your Pavilion Master that I owe her a favor for this, and I will repay it one day!"
Leaving this remark, Luo Cheng turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Amu once again blocked his way.
Luo Cheng frowned.
"Our Pavilion Master has something for you!"
This time, Amu wasted no words. She stroked her storage ring with her finger.
A bounty order appeared in her hand, which she handed to Luo Cheng.
Opening it, Luo Cheng’s face darkened.
The bounty order bore his image.
A reward of twenty million taels was offered for his head!
Rolling up the bounty order, Luo Cheng spoke in a low voice: "Who?"
Amu shook her head. "We don’t know. This was issued on the black market half a month ago. After your attention-grabbing performance at the auction, it’s no surprise that many have their eyes on you. Twenty million taels is enough to tempt even Tongxuan Realm Third Layer experts."
Luo Cheng frowned, recalling the murderous intent he had sensed earlier.
So it hadn’t been his imagination after all.
"Was it the Crown Prince Hall? Or Sun Yingyang and his son? Or perhaps..."
His mind raced through countless possibilities, but no conclusion emerged.
He had offended far too many people recently.
Too many wanted him dead—more than he could count on his fingers.
Amu added, "In Linjiang City, none of them dare make a move. But once you leave Linjiang City..."
Luo Cheng interrupted her. "Can I borrow the Lingyun Pavilion’s Cultivation Room for a few more days?"
"You can."
Amu nodded, somewhat surprised.
She realized she might have underestimated Luo Cheng. Anyone else confronted with such alarming news would have panicked, or at least shown some sign of anxiety. But Luo Cheng’s face showed no reaction whatsoever!
All she could detect was a faint trace of killing intent!
"Then I’ll stay a few more days. And one more thing—help me find out who issued this bounty. Including today, I now owe the Lingyun Pavilion three favors!"
Leaving those words behind, Luo Cheng opened the booth door and walked out.
