King of Creation
Chapter 555 - 549: The Counterattack from Ye Zhen

Chapter 555: Chapter 549: The Counterattack from Ye Zhen

As the voice of the auctioneer Youx Fang settled, streaks of light flashed across the entire auction hall. Martial Artists attending the Treasure Auction Conference were well aware of the rules set by the Heavenly Spirit Auction House.

Some Martial Artists, feeling their purses were not sufficiently full, would often consign treasures of limited use to themselves, not only to raise funds but also because consigning them here was a better deal than selling them outside.

Meanwhile, the numerous Martial Artists in the hall looked at auctioneer Youx Fang with anticipation.

This was due to a rule of the Heavenly Spirit Auction House: whenever the consignment process began, the auction house would announce any last-minute real treasures, giving many interested bidders time to prepare, and also adding color to the Treasure Auction Conference.

Would Ye Zhen really auction the Demon Cloud Fruit? The verdict was about to be revealed.

Not only the Martial Artists in the hall but those in the private rooms were also feeling a mix of urgency and anticipation.

"Why hasn’t the auctioneer made the announcement yet? Could it be that Ye Zhen is playing us? To gather Spirit Crystals, I even consigned the pill formula I obtained last time," said Hall Master of the Longevity Sect’s Vermilion Bird Hall, Duan Yingnian, with an urgent look in one of the private rooms.

"Am I not the same? The High-Grade Treasure Spear I used in my early years, I’ve sent it away, all for the sake of securing that Demon Cloud Fruit! And it’s all your fault!

If it weren’t for you, we could have secretly dealt with this Ye Zhen, and the Demon Cloud Fruit would have been ours!" Divine General Pan from beneath the Eight Divine Generals of the Longevity Sect complained with a dissatisfied expression.

In a flash, Duan Yingnian fell silent.

Indeed, he had nothing to say. Framing Ye Zhen was definitely the thing he regretted most.

In private room number twenty-four, where Ye Zhen, Tian Guizhang, and Fengh Qingyue were seated, Tian Guizhang nudged Ye Zhen and muttered, "Take one of those Jade Talismans on the table, enter your information into the Divine Record, and send it out. Heavenly Spirit Auction House will send someone over to appraise and complete all the procedures!"

"You have to hurry; there’s only 15 minutes." Tian Guizhang said.

"Send a Talisman Communication? I don’t need that!"

In the midst of speaking, Ye Zhen suddenly stood up and walked towards the window of the private room.

"Ye Zhen, what are you planning to do?" Tian Guizhang asked hastily, "You really can’t mess around here; I wouldn’t dare to, let alone you!"

"It’s only right to respond to actions with actions—don’t worry, I won’t be reckless!"

Behind him, Fengh Qingyue watched Ye Zhen with curiosity filling her beautiful eyes. When Ye Zhen had first arrived, aside from not being influenced by her Divine Soul Secret Technique and having the nickname of the Thunderclap Killing God, along with being recommended by Tian Guizhang, she had taken a higher view of Ye Zhen. However, that was it.

But following their few interactions, especially after knocking out Hua Huaisong, Fengh Qingyue realized that Ye Zhen consistently performed astonishing actions. Each one was extraordinary and quite apt, increasingly piquing her curiosity about him.

Given what Ye Zhen said about responding to actions with actions, Fengh Qingyue instinctively felt that Ye Zhen might take some retaliatory action, but she was extremely curious as to how he would retaliate.

"Master Youx, please allow me to introduce myself! Mm, I am Ye Zhen, the very Ye Zhen who wishes to consign a Demon Cloud Fruit for auction!"

The next moment, Ye Zhen’s voice echoed throughout the entire circular auction hall.

When his voice first sounded, the eyebrows of Youx Fang, the auctioneer overseeing the bidding, furrowed, but as he heard the following words from Ye Zhen, his face relaxed into a smile.

"Young Hero Ye, of course, you may!"

For such a prestigious guest capable of consigning a Demon Cloud Fruit, bringing vast wealth and greatly enhancing the reputation of the Heavenly Spirit Auction House, the only thing they could do was to welcome him with open arms.

In the memory of Youx Fang, it had been over thirty years since a Demon Cloud Fruit had appeared in any auction house, and it wasn’t even at the Heavenly Spirit Auction House at that time.

The appearance of this Demon Cloud Fruit would fill a long-standing gap in the Heavenly Spirit Auction House’s history.

Whoosh!

The gazes of the hundreds of Vein Forging Realm powerhouses below, as well as those from the private rooms around, converged on Ye Zhen all at once. If not for the window separating them, Ye Zhen estimated that their stares alone could have overwhelmed him.

But although their attention had focused on him, the entire hall fell into a dead silence, everyone waiting for what Ye Zhen would say next.

"I presume that many of the esteemed guests present are aware of the origins of the Demon Cloud Fruit in my possession. It was indeed I, Ye Zhen, who took down Yang Zhengxi, the Helm Master of the Longevity Sect’s Xining Branch, and found it in his storage ring.

There’s no need to ponder how it was done; suffice it to say I exerted some effort—resorting to schemes and plots. Most importantly, I had no intention of selling this Demon Cloud Fruit.

There are quite a few who I, Ye Zhen, have offended, and no shortage of those who wish to kill me. The Demon Cloud Fruit serves as a second life for a Martial Artist and is a lifeline that I, Ye Zhen, rely on at critical moments. I’m reluctant to use it, let alone sell it."

"However, this grandson Duan Yingnian from the Longevity Sect has publicly spouted this matter!"

Hearing Ye Zhen call Duan Yingnian a "grandson," a series of low chuckles resonated throughout the hall. Unable to sit still in the private room, Duan Yingnian’s Vein Forging Realm power seemed to ebb away—being publicly ridiculed with no response would indeed make him look like a grandson.

"Ye Zhen, are you f*cking seeking death?"

"Seeking death? Would you, Duan Yingnian, let me go if I didn’t curse you as a grandson? Duan Grandson, Duan Tortoise Grandson, I just cursed you, what are you going to do about it?" Ye Zhen roared in the direction of Duan Yingnian.

The laughter in the hall grew louder while in the private room, Duan Yingnian’s face turned pitch black, "Ye Zhen, you bastard, wait until after the auction ends, then we’ll see if I don’t..."

Bang!

Auctioneer Youx Fang suddenly struck the auction hammer!

"Mr. Duan, please do not disrupt the order of the auction house. Otherwise, we will have to ask you to leave."

Duan Yingnian’s expression froze, "Why didn’t you intervene when Ye Zhen insulted me?"

"Mr. Duan, Young Hero Ye is consigning a Demon Cloud Fruit for auction!" While saying this, auctioneer Youx Fang glanced at Duan Yingnian, the implication couldn’t be clearer— if Duan Yingnian could also take out a Demon Cloud Fruit for consignment, then they would also tolerate him smuggling in some personal insults.

But the problem is, you don’t have one!

That one glance almost made Duan Yingnian vomit blood in anger. It was an outright contempt. Just as he was about to burst out with a retort, a large hand suddenly pressed him down.

"Hall Master Duan, you know the rules of Heavenly Spirit Auction House. If you want to leave, feel free to curse. But if you want to bid for the Demon Cloud Fruit, then stay put and behave!" said Divine General Pan.

Grinding his teeth, Duan Yingnian forcefully swallowed a breath of air and finally sat down, "Let the kid be arrogant for a moment. Later, I’ll win the Demon Cloud Fruit and then I’ll infuriate him!"

"Heh, don’t forget, after the auction is over, we’ll find an opportunity to finish off the kid and take the Spirit Crystals back!" Divine General Pan grinned viciously.

"Right!"

Their eyes met, and Duan Yingnian’s were also filled with a fierce smiling intent.

"Well, as everyone has seen, I am very angry, I really hate Duan Yingnian, this son of a turtle, he has robbed me of my second life.

And if I don’t sell the Demon Cloud Fruit today, well, you all know the consequences!"

A knowing chuckle spread through the hall.

"So, here, I would like to extend a greeting to Duan Guisun. Duan Yingnian, I fuck your ancestors for eight generations!" Ye Zhen roared again.

This curse set off a thunderous laughter in the auction hall. Even an elder in a back room of the auction house chuckled lightly, "This kid, does have some Blood Qi..."

In the VIP area, Duan Yingnian abruptly stood up, his face purple with rage, and his forehead veins throbbing wildly. However, eventually, under the restraint from Divine General Pan, he slowly sat back down.

"Whew!"

Ye Zhen breathed out in relief, "After cursing Duan Yingnian, this son of a turtle, a few times, I finally feel a little better. But it’s still not enough, I’m still furious, resentful, and full of anger. I hate this Duan Yingnian to death!"

"So, today, apart from having to consign the Demon Cloud Fruit, I will also provide everyone a benefit—a big benefit. Yes, a secret, a secret about the Demon Cloud Fruit!"

"A secret of the Demon Cloud Fruit?"

Hearing these words, everyone present, whether they were martial artists in the hall or those in the VIP rooms, took a sharp breath and perked their ears, intent not to miss a single word.

Furious to the point of madness, Duan Yingnian and Divine General Pan exchanged glances, but both saw an ominous sign in each other’s eyes. Judging from Ye Zhen’s previous actions, there was definitely more than just revealing a secret about the Demon Cloud Fruit.

Worried as they were, Duan Yingnian and Divine General Pan also listened intently.

After all, the Demon Cloud Fruit was the pursuit of all martial artists with its function as a second life and the ability to enter the soon-to-appear Ancient Secret Mansion. Who wouldn’t want to know?

"Well, after I killed the Helm Master of the Longevity Sect’s Xining Branch, Yang Zhengxi, by using devious methods, I obtained a Demon Cloud Fruit from him, and then, I conducted a... Soul Search on Yang Zhengxi!" Ye Zhen said something earth-shattering!

"Soul Search? When you fought Yang Zhengxi, wasn’t your Cultivation only at the Spirit Transformation Realm Fifth Stage without breaking through to the Soul Sea Realm? How could you possibly conduct a Soul Search?" Someone immediately raised an objection.

Almost at the same time, an overwhelming Divine Soul Power suddenly rose from Ye Zhen’s direction, formed a chilling aura, and made a show of force by circling around the entire auction hall.

"Well, do you believe it now? I’ve come across a Divine Soul Secret Technique, so while my Cultivation was still in the Spirit Transformation Realm, I already had the Divine Soul Cultivation of the Divine Soul Third Stage and also possessed the Soul Searching Secret Technique!" Ye Zhen stated.

A wave of shock appeared once again in the eyes of everyone in the hall. A Cultivation of Spirit Transformation Realm Fifth Stage possessing the Divine Soul Cultivation of Divine Soul Third Stage— one couldn’t help but acknowledge its strength.

Moreover, a Divine Soul Cultivation of Divine Soul Third Stage indeed had the ability to Soul Search.

In the nearby VIP room, Duan Yingnian and Divine General Pan’s expressions became more serious and uglier by the second because they sensed what was coming next!

"After conducting a Soul Search on Yang Zhengxi, I discovered a big secret related to the Demon Cloud Fruit!"

Pausing, Ye Zhen felt everyone’s attention refocus on him before he continued.

"Twenty years ago, the Longevity Sect developed a secret technique, successfully transplanting the Demon Cloud Vine Tree from the Secret Realm of Demon Souls and even used a secret method to ripen the first batch of Demon Cloud Fruits five years ago. The second batch of Demon Cloud Fruits will also be ripened within the next month or two, with as many as ten fruits..."

Buzz!

In the VIP room, Duan Yingnian, Hall Master of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Longevity Sect, felt a buzz in his head and a sense of the sky crashing down!

Next to him, Divine General Pan was dumbfounded, his face turned pale, even paler than a piece of white paper! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)