The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1241: The Real Wang Dabao

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1241: The Real Wang Dabao

On this tray, is neither a magical treasure nor a pill, but rather a blood-colored human skin emitting a strong vitality.

It has a head, a face, and limbs, well-preserved, as if it shed entirely like a snake.

Though dead, its aura is undiminished.

Those with discerning eyes can feel that the aura emitted is beyond that of a normal cultivator, probably reaching an unmatched state.

Timid girls couldn’t help but scream, turning their heads away or covering their eyes.

The male cultivators also raised their eyebrows, surprised that it was this item.

Someone disappointedly cursed, "What do you mean by this, daring to put such a thing up for auction?"

"When did Divine Dragon Auction House turn into a shady shop that skins and debones?"

"After waiting for so long, is this broken thing your finale?"

"..."

Yan Ruyu remained calm and after letting them finish, she introduced, "Ladies and gentlemen, this item is indeed a magical treasure. The person who obtained this magical treasure survived Ghost Emperor City thanks to it."

"What?"

"What exactly happened?"

"Can we stop beating around the bush?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately became excited, as the secrets of Ghost Emperor City were at stake, and nobody wanted to miss a clue.

Yan Ruyu tapped the copper hammer and continued, "Originally, a predecessor entered Ghost Emperor City. All his companions died, but he seized the opportunity, wrapped in this blood-soaked human skin, successfully resisted the ominous substances in Ghost Emperor City, and walked out. According to our analysis, the cultivation level of this blood-soaked skin was almost at the level of a True Immortal, impervious to knives and guns, water and fire, much like a personal armor of True Immortal level, inconceivable to those in the human realm."

"True Immortal human skin?"

My God, were there actually True Immortals in this world?"

"How could a True Immortal fall?"

"What exactly happened back then?"

"..."

The crowd below was noisy, discussing among themselves, a hint of fear arose in everyone’s heart, unsure of what secrets lay hidden within Ghost Emperor City, where even someone of True Immortal Realm could perish.

Almost a True Immortal, that is, a Human Immortal of the current age.

In this world, as long as one has not transcended the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, the cultivation level almost at True Immortal is also called Half-Step Immortal Realm.

This realm is higher than that of an Earth Immortal by one layer, just one Heavenly Tribulation short of a True Immortal, without the cultivation for ascension.

In a way, it could compete with the True Immortal Realm.

Such a magical treasure, as a finale item, is not at all excessive.

Merely the Blood Qi alone is enough to allow cultivators to extract what they desire from it.

Someone curiously asked, "Why didn’t that predecessor keep this item for himself? Why put it up for auction instead?"

"Yeah, if he wore it, wouldn’t he be able to exert the cultivation level of the Immortal Realm?"

"Is there any hidden danger with this item?"

The people present were no fools, naturally knowing that there must be flaws in it, otherwise Divine Dragon Auction House wouldn’t have put it up for auction.

An item put up for auction is definitely not perfect.

Yan Ruyu explained, "As everyone has mentioned, because the Bloodline Power in this immortal skin is too strong, most people cannot withstand it. Once contaminated, those with low cultivation levels would directly have their Divine Sea burst. Those with higher cultivation levels can only endure temporarily, afterwards their Divine Sea will become disordered, turning them mad."

"What?"

"The side effects are so severe?"

"To preserve one’s life, but not one’s soul!"

"It’s good that I can’t afford it."

"Yeah, we definitely can’t afford it. Let those wealthy ones worry about it!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd on site relaxed.

People from smaller doors and those with lower cultivation levels immediately stepped back from competing for this item.

But Long Fei could see that the interest in this item was quite high in the upper-level private rooms.

Yan Ruyu struck the copper hammer and said, "Alright, I have introduced everything I need to. This item has many imperfections, but it can ensure that you come out of Ghost Emperor Palace, serving as a pretty good protective magical treasure. Therefore, our starting bid is one billion Spirit Stones. Each increment must be at least fifty million, let’s start the auction now."

"One billion?"

"Goodness!"

"You guys really dare to ask for such a price!"

"This is outright robbery!"

"..."

A group of people exclaimed and instinctively touched their wallets;

Long Fei slightly furrowed his brow, not because he found it too expensive, but because he felt something eerie about this human skin.

Who would do such a thing, shedding their own skin.

Was it voluntary, or forced?

What exactly happened initially, what does this human skin aim to do? Everything is unknown right now.

If bought, it could potentially be a disaster.

He lost interest momentarily, called Chu Feng and others to leave, letting the others in the venue fight over it.

Yan Ruyu looked at him, with a flash of disappointment crossing her face.

This immortal skin, soon reached a bid of two billion Spirit Stones, and breaking ten billion was a possibility.

In the outer guest hall, Chu Feng and his group were seated by a waiter.

Long Fei entered the VIP room alone to settle the account, personally attended by the person in charge of Divine Dragon Auction House here.

He was a middle-aged man, dressed in merchant’s golden silken clothes, with a slightly protruding belly, he smiled with squinted eyes, welcoming Long Fei to sit down.

Long Fei did not directly probe, but felt the aura around him and discovered his Cultivation Level was surprisingly at the Nascent Soul Realm.

The Divine Dragon Auction House hides many capable individuals, truly extraordinary.

He poured tea for Long Fei, smiling and said, "Consort Prince, I am Wang Dabao, the manager of Divine Dragon Auction House. I have long heard of your great name, and it’s really my good fortune to meet you today!"

"Wang Dabao?"

Long Fei furrowed his brow tight, feeling this name oddly familiar.

He took out several identification certificates given to him by Zhang Xiaosan from his Storage Ring and handed them to Wang Dabao, "Manager, is this certificate made by you?"

Wang Dabao took the certificates, glanced at them, and immediately expressed strong displeasure, "These vendors really have no professional ethics. The certificate is forged, but my identity is authentic."

"The president of Great Xia Kingdom Magic Treasure Association?"

Long Fei raised his eyebrows curiously.

"Exactly, that’s me!"

Wang Dabao pulled out a golden business card and respectfully handed it over to Long Fei with both hands.

This demeanor of his was absolutely polished from frequent dealings in the business world.

Long Fei took the business card and looked it over, thinking, this guy certainly holds quite a few titles.

Manager of Divine Dragon Auction House, President of Great Xia Kingdom Magic Treasure Association, Vice President of Great Xia Kingdom Commerce and Trade Association, President of Youth Development Association, President of the National Charity Association...

Long Fei counted, just the titles alone numbered over a dozen.

Wang Dabao’s chubby face jiggled, and he asked Long Fei, "Consort Prince, how do you plan to pay for the auctioned magical treasure?"

Long Fei inquired curiously, "Isn’t payment made with Spirit Stones?"

Wang Dabao nodded his head, "Of course, that’s just one way. You can also choose to barter with other items, or you can choose to help us with services in lieu of payment, among other methods; our payment methods aren’t limited solely to Spirit Stones."

"I see!"

Long Fei tapped his fingers on the table, showing interest, "How does helping you work?"

Wang Dabao took a sip of tea, smiling as he said, "Well, in our Divine Dragon Auction House, we have four levels of tasks: Heavenly, Mysterious, Earthly, and Yellow. Each task comes with corresponding rewards, and you can choose yourself."

Long Fei looked at him and said, "I understand, so if there aren’t enough Spirit Stones, one can work off the debt."

"You could say that."

Zhang Dabao nodded, advising Long Fei, "Consort Prince, your literary and martial skills are first-class, why not give it a try!"

This old fox, speaking ambiguously, intentionally leading Long Fei into a trap.

Long Fei did not follow, 610 million auction fee, what kind of tasks could possibly earn that money, certainly it would not be easy.

No wonder Divine Dragon Auction House can operate on such a large scale, by using this method, they enlist heroes from all over to work for them—it would be strange if they weren’t prosperous.