Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 159 - 159 158 Tit for Tat!

159: Chapter 158: Tit for Tat!

159: Chapter 158: Tit for Tat!

“Lin Feng!”

Several people looking back exclaimed in surprise.

This was a ruthless person ranked fifth on the Hidden Dragon List, rumored to have possibly advanced again after battling the third-ranked.

Moreover, he hailed from the prestigious Sword Pond Prefecture, which set him far above ordinary people.

“I was delayed on the way and came late, my apologies!” Lin Feng said to the elders of the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower.

The elders nodded slightly, signaling their consent.

Sword Pond Prefecture was a top force in Xia Country, and Lin Feng was the young leader of his generation there, making his status special.

Though Ten Thousand Treasure Tower was powerful, they did not wish to provoke a giant like Sword Pond Prefecture.

Lin Feng and his group were ushered into a private room as everyone’s attention returned to the auction stage.

The White Robed Elder cleared his throat and announced loudly, “The Autumn Trace Sword, starting bid two hundred thousand, now open for auction!”

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, having felt a surge of impulse to rush forward just a moment ago.

Fortunately, he had restrained himself.

He needed to return to Sword Pond Prefecture and defeat Lin Feng fair and square in front of all his clan members.

He was determined to restore his reputation!

Calming his emotions, Lin Xuan refocused on the auction.

By now, the price had climbed to two hundred and fifty thousand and was still rising.

After all, this was a Dark-grade Intermediate Treasure, capable of increasing attack by about sixty percent—no one could remain indifferent.

“Three hundred thousand!”

The bid came from Lin Feng’s room.

However, Lin Xuan knew it wasn’t Lin Feng who had spoken, but someone next to him.

In room number five, Lin Feng sat comfortably, beside him a youth with a sword pattern on his brow.

“Why, are you interested in that sword?” Lin Feng asked indifferently.

“Just want to add it to my collection,” the Sword Pattern Youth smiled.

“Three hundred and ten thousand.”

Just then, a lazy voice sounded, clearly reverberating in the hall.

Everyone was stunned; first, because someone dared to bid against Lin Feng’s party.

And second, because they realized the voice belonged to the successful bidder for the long sword treasure.

Cang Bao’s body trembled at that voice, having previously missed his chance because of it.

In room number five, the Sword Pattern Youth scoffed, “Truly fearless of death!”

He was about to make a counteroffer when another bid echoed through the hall.

“Three hundred and twenty thousand!”

This voice was steady, its tone filled with resolve.

Everyone was astonished and turned their heads to look for the person who had spoken.

Lin Xuan, being present in the hall without any attempt to disguise himself, was quickly recognized.

Numerous gazes converged on him, as many people murmured in confusion.

“Who is this man in the black robe?”

“I don’t know, but he dares to compete against Lin Feng’s party, he’s definitely doomed!”

In their view, the people in room number three were unafraid because of their prestigious identities, unlike this Black Robed Man, whose cultivation level wasn’t apparent and who was seated in the hall, suggesting he was relatively insignificant.

Yet, he had dared to participate in the bidding, which baffled everyone.

“I’ve seen him before—he has a Silver Token,” someone who had seen Lin Xuan at the entrance now spoke up.

Many shook their heads and sneered.

Though a Silver Token was precious, it was far less significant than those in the private rooms.

Lin Xuan observed everyone’s reactions but said nothing.

He was determined to obtain the sword.

Inside room number five, the Sword Pattern Youth’s expression became extremely dark.

It was one thing for people of equal status from other private rooms to bid against him, but for a martial artist seated in the hall to join in felt like an insult.

“A fool who doesn’t know how to live!”

The Sword Pattern Youth’s voice was ice cold.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced through the barriers and locked onto Lin Xuan.

Hmph!

Lin Xuan sensed the gaze from the second floor, slightly turned his head, and his eyes, filled with a hint of Sword Intent, severed the gaze directed at him.

There were subtle fluctuations in the air, and several highly skilled people noticed the anomaly.

Many showed expressions of surprise.

The Sword Pattern Youth was slightly stunned, then his face turned gloomy as water, finding it unexpected that he had come off worse.

Just now, his gaze had contained a hint of fierceness, originally intended to teach the Black Robed Man a lesson.

However, he hadn’t expected the other’s aura to be even more fierce, directly containing an attack and striking back at him.

“Ah, I seem to have sensed a hint of Sword Intent,” Lin Feng frowned slightly, his gaze turning towards the Black Robed Man below.

At the same time, a light sound of surprise echoed from Room Number Three.

Lin Xuan felt a surge of Soul Power flowing out from Room Number Three, reaching out towards him.

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered, and he likewise mobilized his Soul Power, covering his body to prevent any probing.

In Room Number Three, a handsome young man was lazily half-reclining, his entire body sunk into the softness of the lounge chair.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Just now, his soul perception had been blocked.

Clearly, the other was also a master of Soul Power.

“Soul power is outstanding, and there was even a hint of Sword Intent just now.

Who is this person?”

The handsome young man stroked his chin, lost in thought.

The Black Robed Man’s actions were beyond everyone’s expectations.

For a moment, his identity became incredibly mysterious.

“Three hundred and fifty thousand!” the Sword Pattern Youth coldly said.

“Three hundred and sixty thousand,” the handsome young man in Room Number Three said lazily.

“Three hundred and eighty thousand,” Lin Xuan declared solemnly.

The price swiftly climbed, quickly reaching four hundred thousand.

Lin Xuan frowned; the Long Sword Treasure he had auctioned off had fetched two hundred and sixty thousand, and the spiritual medicines he carried added up to more than two hundred thousand.

Including the Spirit Stones he had obtained from others, that totaled up to about five hundred thousand.

The current price was weighing heavy on his mind.

Fortunately, the owner of Room Number Three had exited the competition.

Now, only Lin Xuan and the Sword Pattern Youth remained.

“Four hundred and twenty thousand,” the Sword Pattern Youth coldly stated.

“Four hundred and fifty thousand!” Lin Xuan’s voice was unwavering.

“Hmph!”

Inside Room Number Five, the Sword Pattern Youth snorted coldly.

“This price has already exceeded the sword’s value itself; stop competing,” Lin Feng said flatly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make a bid anymore, but there are plenty of ways to get that sword!”

The Sword Pattern Youth’s gaze towards Lin Xuan was chillingly cold.

“Four hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone else wishing to bid?”

On the auction stage, the White Robed Elder asked loudly, his heart bursting with joy.

No one responded; the price was already high enough.

Didn’t you see, even people in the rooms had withdrawn from the competition!

Ultimately, the Autumn Trace Sword was awarded to Lin Xuan.

“Next, we will be auctioning something very special, a piece of information about the Spiritual Grade Treasure,” the White Robed Elder declared solemnly.

Lin Xuan originally wanted to leave, to go backstage for the transaction and then leave.

However, the information presented made him pause.

Not just him; the entire hall was seething.

A Spiritual Grade Treasure, that was considered a Top Treasure in the eyes of the people, usually only possessed by the top Great Sects or families.

And now, a new Spiritual Grade Treasure had appeared, how could these people not be excited!

However, how do you auction information?

Everyone’s eyes turned towards the auction stage.