King of Creation
Chapter 565 - 558: The Sun and Moon Double Beauties Turn Against Each Other

Chapter 565: Chapter 558: The Sun and Moon Double Beauties Turn Against Each Other

Under the influence of Ye Zhen, Feng Qingyue had always been indifferent, that kind of nobility and detachment seemed ingrained in her bones, never showing great joy, sorrow, or fury.

But now, Feng Qingyue’s hands were tightly clasped together, her knuckles turning somewhat green because of the force she was exerting, yet even so, those delicate hands continued to tremble ceaselessly. The single jade hairpin in her coiffed hair, due to her body’s trembling, was also vibrating without stop.

Not just that, Feng Qingyue’s eyes were fixated straight ahead. Ye Zhen could see that Feng Qingyue’s gaze must be entirely focused on the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring atop the Sealing Jade Platform.

However, within Feng Qingyue’s eyes, redness started to emerge, and tears even began to well up.

Feng Qingyue’s odd behavior not only astonished Vice Sect Hierarch Tian Guizhang of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect at this moment; his eyes glued to the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, he seemed to find it unbelievable, as though he was recalling something.

As for Ye Zhen’s remark, it went completely disregarded by everyone.

The Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring seemed to be the only thing in Feng Qingyue’s eyes. Normally, if Ye Zhen dared to stare at her so brazenly, she would definitely have lashed out, but now, she treated Ye Zhen’s gaze as if it was nothing, or more accurately, she didn’t sense Ye Zhen’s bold gaze at all.

"Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, the starting bid is 500,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals, and each bid increase must not be less than 50,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals! Now let’s start the bidding!"

The auctioneer Youx Fang’s voice rang out. Although the value of the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring was clearly a bit higher than the previous two Cultivation Technique Manuals, it seemed that the starting price for each headline treasure was the same.

"If you can bid for this Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring and find someone to reforge it into a suitable form, just based on the material of this Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, it can withstand three-tenths of my strength... And as long as the strength is well controlled, it can hold up for more than five times!"

"What?"

As Ye Zhen was deep in thought, the voice of Purple Spirit suddenly echoed in his mind, startling him.

The Mid-grade Spirit Artifact Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring could only withstand three-tenths of Purple Spirit’s strength, which struck Ye Zhen as very odd. How strong exactly was Purple Spirit?

As for Purple Spirit’s suggestion to bid for the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, Ye Zhen dismissed it outright. Only being able to sustain five instances of Purple Spirit’s strength, Ye Zhen was not yet at the level of wealth required.

Moreover, if Ye Zhen were to risk everything and use all his treasures to bid for the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, Ye Zhen estimated that even before other powerhouses came to deal with him, Feng Qingyue seated within the VIP room would have chopped him up first.

Anyone could see that Feng Qingyue seemed to have a special sentiment towards the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring.

And in that moment, the bidding calls that rose like a tidal wave came to a sudden halt, but it took only two breaths for the tide of bidding voices to be choked off.

"550,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals!"

"I bid 600,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals!"

"700,000..."

"2,450,000!"

The firm and clear voice, with just six succinct words, immediately cut off the tide of increasing bids, causing those martial artists who had the intention of bidding 800,000, 1,000,000, and over a million, to forcefully swallow back their own bidding voices.

The entire auction hall fell instantly silent.

And Ye Zhen, too, was shocked.

He had seen direct bidding before, but never anything so straightforward.

Feng Qingyue’s bid had skipped the bidding stages altogether, dispersing what could have been a thrilling scene of active bidding into utter silence. The auctioneer Youx Fang on the auction stage wore an expression uglier than crying.

"Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, 2,450,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals for the first call, any more bids?" For an auctioneer, this sort of conclusive bid was the least desired.

If it were an ordinary treasure, a conclusive bid wouldn’t matter much, but with a headline treasure, it was quite vexing.

The reason headline treasures were called such was because of their boundless potential. In the eyes of some, their value may seem finite, but in the eyes of those who needed them, they might spend their entire fortune without hesitation.

In the process of bidding, if two such people emerge, then the competition becomes exciting; fierce bidding driving up the price is nothing unusual.

Like the first Secret Record of Soul Refining, it was bid for a sky-high price of 3,400,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals.

But now, Feng Qingyue’s bid had effectively ended such possibilities, leaving the auctioneer despondent.

"Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, 2,450,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals for the second call, any further bids? A Mid-grade Spirit Artifact with power comparable to a High Grade Spirit Artifact, endowed with a long history, and who knows, with a bit of luck, it might ascend to a true High Grade Spirit Artifact, anyone else wishing to bid higher?"

The entire auction hall was still utterly quiet, with no one raising the bid, of course, there were reasons for this.

Firstly, a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact was typically priced at around 2,000,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals, and the price had already reached 2,450,000. Bidding higher would seem unwise.

Moreover, most martial artists, even those in the Vein Forging Realm, and certain powers, would find it difficult to produce 2,450,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals on the spot.

Furthermore, Feng Qingyue’s manner of raising the bid almost seemed like a do-or-die stance—unless one was exceptionally affluent, who would dare to compete with Feng Qingyue.

The most important reason was that many individuals and powerful factions were holding back, eager to compete for the last headline treasure, the Demon Cloud Fruit.

"Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, 2,450,000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystals..."

"Giggle giggle giggle..."

Suddenly, a string of melodious laughter resembling the chime of silver bells filled the entire auction hall.

Hum!

Almost at the instant the laughter sounded, an indescribable sense of dizziness and disorientation surged, the First Sword Vein within Ye Zhen vibrated powerfully, and a golden light pillar inside his Soul Sea radiated intensely.

"To have suffered a Divine Soul Attack? This laughter actually contains a terrifying Divine Soul Attack!"

As Ye Zhen looked outside, some martial artists in the Vein Forging Realm had turned a shade of purple in the hall, with a few of them toppling and swaying. The others were all sitting upright, concentrating with closed eyes, daring not to be distracted, clearly resisting the laughter.

The green-dressed maid holding the Sealing Jade Disc was even more affected by the laughter, with blood flowing from her seven orifices, her life and death unknown!

"Clang!"

A sound like a weapon being unsheathed, or a strange noise as if slashing through the air, suddenly interrupted the stream of girlish laughter.

"Yua Hanjing, do not think that this king cannot slay you!"

The voice of the Void King, who had previously made an appearance to intimidate everyone, rang out once more. This time, however, there was a note of gravity in the Void King’s voice.

"Void King, it’s been several years since we last met. You’re still as imposing as ever. Just a few laughs from me, and you can’t stand it? No wonder you’re still alone to this day!"

"Hmph!"

The Void King did not reply, simply snorting coldly. The snort was like thunder, seeming to roll directly towards a VIP room on the third floor. Strangely, the others, Ye Zhen included, were unaffected.

"So joyless, hmph. Alright then, I’m going to bid now!"

"For this Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring, my offer is 2.6 million mid-grade Spirit Crystals!"

As the voice raising the bid resonated, many in the hall came back to their senses, but still did not dare to be careless, guarding their Divine Souls attentively.

Ye Zhen’s brows, however, furrowed deeply.

’Yua Hanjing’ - this name seemed very familiar to Ye Zhen, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn’t recall it. Just as he was about to ask Tian Guizhang, he saw that Tian Guizhang was also staring outside the window with a face full of shock, his expression astonished.

"I didn’t expect her to leave her retreat so soon..." Tian Guizhang muttered to himself, glancing at Feng Qingyue beside him, his face then taking on a very strange look.

"Left her retreat early?"

Hearing these four words, Ye Zhen suddenly had a moment of realization, and immediately remembered where he had heard this name.

Yua Huaisong!

Following the inexplicable death of Yua Huaisong, Vice Sect Hierarch Yao Sen, along with the Third Commander of the Sun and Moon Divine Guards Jiao Xi, and the Punishment Hall Elder Tus De, had come to the Moonlight Hall to deal with Ye Zhen.

Thankfully, with the help of Feng Qingyue and Tian Guizhang, Ye Zhen was able to clear his name.

As he was leaving, Tian Guizhang told Ye Zhen that Yua Huaisong’s sister was terrifying and advised caution, describing her as one of the famed Sun and Moon Double Beauties of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, ranked even before Feng Qingyue.

Yua Huaisong’s sister was named Yua Hanjing.

Back then, Tian Guizhang had mentioned that Yua Hanjing was in retreat and wouldn’t emerge any time soon.

Unexpectedly, just a few days later, Ye Zhen heard Yua Hanjing’s voice at the auction. What was even more worrying to Ye Zhen was discovering that Yua Huaisong’s sister, Yua Hanjing, seemed to command a measure of wariness even from the renowned Void King of the True Spirit Domain.

If she were to dwell on the matter of Yua Huaisong...

At that thought, Ye Zhen couldn’t help but shudder.

"Two hundred eighty million!"

Almost simultaneously with Yua Hanjing’s bid, Feng Qingyue’s firm bid resounded immediately.

At that moment, Ye Zhen suddenly realized that the two final contenders for the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring were none other than members of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect’s Sun and Moon Double Beauties!

Both vying for the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring—could there be a secret to this ring?

"Three million mid-grade Spirit Crystals!"

The voice of Yua Hanjing raising the bid echoed once again. Yua Hanjing’s voice was sweet and pleasant, yet it always left Ye Zhen feeling uneasy.

Unlike Feng Qingyue’s voice, which was crisp and soothing, giving a sense of tranquility. But now, there was an indescribable anger in Feng Qingyue’s voice as she bid.

"Three million, two hundred thousand mid-grade Spirit Crystals!" Feng Qingyue’s bid once again resounded.

This back-and-forth bidding seemed to greatly amuse the auctioneer Youx Fang, who took every opportunity to stir the pot. As Yua Hanjing’s bid did not follow promptly, Youx Fang’s inciting voice would ring out.

"Three million, two hundred thousand mid-grade Spirit Crystals, going once..."

"You little whore, how dare you bid against me!" Unexpectedly, Yua Hanjing began cursing loudly in the direction of Ye Zhen, her words extremely offensive.

This turn to street-style cursing when outbid left all the participants wide-eyed. Yua Hanjing’s public display turned Ye Zhen’s impression of her sour.

Ye Zhen’s gaze involuntarily drifted towards Feng Qingyue. Surprisingly, she appeared as if she hadn’t heard Yua Hanjing’s insult, her beautiful eyes still fixated on the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring on the auction stage.

This gave Ye Zhen the impression that if Feng Qingyue did not win the ring that day, she might just take it by force—if she could get it, that is.

There’s a story there!

Instinctively, Ye Zhen felt that there definitely was a story between the Sun and Moon Double Beauties, Yua Hanjing and Feng Qingyue, and the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring! (To be continued... If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)