Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 95, Li Huo Takes Action

Inside the first VIP room.

An elderly man with white beard sat on a chair made of demon beast’s skin. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the space around him layered progressively, giving a sense of illusion. Just by sitting there, an imposing aura continuously spread outwards.

He was the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect, whose cultivation in the Great Yan Kingdom was sky-high, with very few above him in status.

"120,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

A hoarse voice called out, raising the price by 10,000 at once. Chu Ming was slightly surprised, because the bid came from the VIP room next to his.

Chu Ming was not the only martial artist who felt surprised. After all, the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect was highly influential in the Great Yan Kingdom. Anyone who could compete with him in wealth was certainly not an unknown figure.

Chu Ming pushed his Soul Power to the limit, slowly penetrating the thin wall. The wall could not block his Soul Power at the Guiyuan Realm.

In an instant, the scene in the adjacent VIP room appeared before his eyes. A figure in a cloak, emanating a faint chill, was watching the Blazing Fire Pendant on the stage with great interest.

"Hmm? Discovered? Maybe not!"

Chu Ming, fearing to be discovered if he observed further, quickly withdrew his Soul Power. The cloaked figure looked at the wall in confusion, feeling as if he was being watched.

However, he soon dismissed the thought. He believed his cultivation at the peak of the True Dao Realm was quite strong, and only a Guiyuan Realm martial artist could silently observe him.

But, why would a Guiyuan Realm martial artist be here, let alone spying on others?

"130,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

The Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect called out, determined to get this Profound Level top-tier gloves. As a Body Refining martial artist, his martial technique was a fist technique. Once equipped with the Blazing Fire Pendant, his attack power would instantly increase by ten percent. Do not underestimate this ten percent; for someone at the True Dao Realm, this increase was a significant upgrade.

"140,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

The hoarse voice called again, seemingly intent on competing with the Grand Elder. Backed by the Martial Extreme Sect and his personal wealth, the Grand Elder had brought 300,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

Unless absolutely necessary, he did not want to resort to robbery; it would damage his reputation and that of the Martial Extreme Sect significantly.

But if he failed in the bidding, he would choose to rob, for this world prioritized strength over face, and strength could save one’s life, whereas face often counted for nothing.

"150,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

"160,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

"170,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

All martial artists at the auction had become spectators. Now, only the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect and the mysterious figure were bidding.

Profound Level top-tier weapons were rare in the Great Yan Kingdom, and thus priced much higher than elsewhere. In intermediate countries, a weapon of this level would cost about 100,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones; however, in the Great Yan Kingdom, it could reach 200,000, adhering to the principle of rarity increasing value.

The price of the Profound Level top-tier gloves soared rapidly, reaching an unimaginable level within moments. Most martial artists would never have the chance to own such wealth in their lifetime.

Even Chu Ming was secretly astonished by the bidding. His entire fortune was nowhere near enough to buy these Profound Level top-tier gloves.

"250,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

The Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect felt stirred, as he was nearing his limit. Countless thoughts flashed in his mind as he tried to guess who was competing with him for the Blazing Fire Pendant.

"300,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"

As if knowing the Grand Elder’s limit, the mysterious figure raised the price to 300,000, completely cutting off his escape route.

The Grand Elder looked at his Storage Ring. He had more than 300,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones, but less than 310,000. He sighed slightly and gave up the bid.

"Since no one else is bidding, the Profound Level top-tier gloves go to the owner of VIP Room 18!"

Even though the final auction item was sold, the auction ended.

"The items you won will be delivered to you shortly!"

The gray-haired auctioneer announced. There were over a hundred auction items, but about fifty or sixty thousand martial artists attended, most just to enjoy the spectacle.

The martial artists began to leave one after another. Chu Ming tidied his clothes and was about to leave when he saw Li Huo standing at the door of the opposite VIP room, staring at his room like an eagle.

Without hesitation, Chu Ming pushed the door open and stepped out, ignoring Li Huo’s murderous gaze.

Li Huo glanced at Chu Ming’s Cyan Yang Sect Inner Sect attire, gave a slight cold snort, a mocking smile on his lips, and then turned to leave.

Chu Ming returned to the inn to rest. To his surprise, Li Huo seemed to have disappeared and did not seek trouble with him.

...

Three days later in the morning.

Chu Ming sat on the second floor of the inn, drinking tea, quietly listening to the discussions among the martial artists. Teahouses were always hubs of information, with people from various backgrounds.

"Have you heard? Someone saw the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect returning heavily injured!"

"That’s nothing! I heard someone saw the Grand Elder fighting a cloaked figure, and after just a few moves, he lost an arm!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought the Great Yan Kingdom is full of hidden talents? They say that cloaked figure is as strong as the leaders of the Five Great Sects!"

"Now, the Grand Elder’s reputation is in tatters, and the Martial Extreme Sect’s name is also tarnished!"

Listening to the conversations around him, Chu Ming sighed, realizing once more, one should never underestimate anyone in the world.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a faint killing intent approaching him. He looked up.

A scarlet figure was moving towards the inn, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. The surroundings suddenly quieted, as if only Chu Ming and the scarlet figure existed.

"It’s finally here!"

Chu Ming remained calm, sipping his tea on the second floor, looking unconcerned.

"I didn’t expect the so-called Great Yan Kingdom’s top genius, Chu Ming, to be you. Hand over the Bronze Armor you won at the auction, and I’ll leave you a whole corpse!"

Li Huo’s furious voice came from the street, sometimes distant, sometimes close, making it hard to pinpoint his location.

"What if I refuse?"

Chu Ming gently rubbed the edge of his teacup, asking calmly.

"Then it’s not up to you!"

Li Huo suddenly had a blue blade in his hand. He stepped on the ground and flew forward, like a falling star transforming into a fierce wind, attacking Chu Ming.

"Let’s see if it’s up to me!"

Chu Ming dipped his right hand in tea and flicked it. Instantly, a string of water droplets shot towards Li Huo at an incredible speed, compressing the surrounding air. The friction with the air caused the droplets to heat up, becoming extremely hot.