The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 538

Chapter 538: 538

"What’s the origin of the distinguished guest in room number seven?"

"Seems to be a young man, he brought several strong-looking subordinates."

"To spend five hundred thousand third-tier spirit stones for a Ferocious Dragon’s Heart, tsk, the world of the wealthy is beyond comprehension."

"So impressive!"

On the steps, hundreds of cultivators discussed amongst themselves, the weakest among them being at the Transforming Void Realm, but all were subdued by Qin Jun’s boldness.

Inside guest room number fourteen, the green-haired man murmured with a frown, "This voice sounds so familiar, and his aura too..."

"Impossible! He’s clearly dead..."

The green-haired man’s brows were tightly knitted; the terrifying pressure that inadvertently escaped him caused the two maidservants behind him to kneel down, trembling, thinking they had served poorly.

Just the thought of that figure in his memory, which made him clench his teeth in hatred, left him restless.

His gaze unconsciously drifted to the Bianhai statue at the top of the iron courtyard.

The grand hero Bianhai stood with his chest thrust out and his sword pointing at the horizon.

The green-haired man showed a look of resentment and muttered, "I hope it’s not you; otherwise, I will make your death extremely painful!"

"Any higher bids? If I count to three and no one else raises the price, the Ferocious Dragon’s Heart will be sold to the esteemed guest in room number seven," the lady in the cheongsam smiled, her eyes nearly turning into crescents.

After three counts, there was still no higher bid, and the Ferocious Dragon’s Heart was secured by Qin Jun.

The next treasure was brought up, a spell scroll, which Qin Jun did not find appealing.

Soon after, Elder Li, accompanied by two servants, walked in, rubbing his hands with a smile, "Young Master Qin, the Ferocious Dragon’s Heart has been delivered to you."

Qin Jun nodded. With a wave of his right hand, five hundred thousand third-tier spirit stones piled up like a mountain inside the room, making Elder Li’s mouth twitch. He didn’t count them carefully, immediately putting the spirit stones into his storage ring before bowing and departing.

The Ferocious Dragon’s Heart, on the other hand, remained on the table. Liu Ruolai was curious and wanted to lift the red cloth, but was stopped by Qin Jun who said, "Do you want to get burned to death?"

At those words, Liu Ruolai shook and quickly withdrew her hand, her voice filled with grievance, "Is it really that powerful?"

"It’s just that your cultivation is too weak," Qin Jun said with a light laugh, driving her instantly insane with irritation.

He then stored the Ferocious Dragon’s Heart into his mythical space, planning to use it after setting sail, hoping it would help him breakthrough to the fourth layer of the Indestructible Holy Body—"strength to uproot mountains"!

The auction continued, with Qin Jun refraining from bidding on subsequent items, while other guest rooms became increasingly aggressive with their offers.

"The ancient Thunder Prison Array, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Golden Immortal Realm expert and also threatening those at the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm with its lethal power!" the lady in the cheongsam pointed at the golden scroll beside her and laughed. The so-called array scroll merely provided the setup method and gesture signs; materials had to be purchased separately to construct the array.

Yet the killing power of the ancient Thunder Prison Array caused most of the attendees to gasp for air with excitement.

Qin Jun couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, thinking it sounded incredibly awesome!

"The starting bid is ten million third-tier spirit stones!" the lady in the cheongsam said with a laugh, but the price mentioned dampened the enthusiasm of the hundreds of cultivators.

It seemed the ancient Thunder Prison Array would be contested by those in the guest rooms.

"Fifteen million!"

The green-haired man from room number fourteen was the first to speak up.

"Sixteen million!"

Liu Shunan from room number eleven shouted, with the Liu family enjoying a lofty status in the Eastern Flame Domain. As one of the top talents to last till the end at this Heavenly Convention, he had an incredibly vast amount of spirit stones at his disposal.

"Eighteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

The guest rooms seemed to go mad with their bidding, making even Qin Jun’s mouth twitch. The ancient Thunder Prison Array was equivalent to a Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm expert—how could they not be tempted? Meanwhile, Qin Jun had more than just one or two Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm underlings, he even had two Mysterious Immortals; hence, he was relatively indifferent.

The price soared higher and higher, making the cultivators on the steps breathe heavily with anticipation.

Damn, are these people all carrying mountains of spirit stones?

The bid soon reached fifty million, and the entire venue fell silent.

"Fifty-five million!"

The green-haired man in room number fourteen spoke sternly, his tone brooking no argument, clearly determined to win.

"Find out who this guy is and what’s his background. How dare he compete against me!" Liu Shunan from room number eleven cursed through gritted teeth, as one of his attendants nodded quickly and left.

In the entire Eastern Flame Domain, the Liu family could be ranked in the top five.

Thus, Liu Shunan could look down on everything in the Eastern Flame Domain, little knowing that his current opponent was a Mysterious Immortal.

The Liu family didn’t have a Mysterious Immortal amongst their ranks.

"Next up is one of the most awaited treasures, an eighth-grade magical ship!"

The lady in the cheongsam smiled, having already auctioned over twenty treasures, it was time for a significant item!

At her words, Qin Jun’s eyes narrowed immediately.

Don’t blame me for showing off; I must rely on it to traverse the Southernmost Sea!

Qin Jun sneered endlessly, his spirit stones in the storage ring and mythical space almost bursting out!

"Since the eighth-grade magical ship is three hundred zhang long, we can only display its miniaturized version here. Please rest assured, after the auction, we will allow the buyer to try the ship, and if it differs from our description, a full refund will be provided."

The lady in the cheongsam said with a sweet smile, gesturing towards the direction where a miniature ship emerged on the table. It was pitch-black, at first glance resembling a fierce shark. From its exterior, the eighth-grade magical ship looked extremely imposing. However, it was rather conspicuous in the vast ocean, likely to attract greedy eyes, yet it could also deter the cowardly.

"The eighth-grade magical ship can cover a thousand li per day, its embedded array capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Golden Immortal Realm expert. It can navigate through all the natural disasters and calamities of the Southernmost Sea. Of course, if faced with powerful members of the Demon Clan, that’s a different matter," the lady in the cheongsam began her endless introduction, making Qin Jun’s eyes shine brighter.

Indeed, a fine vessel!

Plus, it comes with a thousand slaves, not bad at all!

"The starting bid is thirty million!"

Her statement left the audience utterly silent.

Thirty million third-tier spirit stones constituted a huge sum, with many cities in the Eastern Flame Domain unable to earn that much in a year.

"Fifty million!"

The first to open the bidding was Liu Shunan from room number eleven, who said with a light laugh, "I am Liu Shunan. This eighth-grade magical ship is something my father specifically told me to secure. I hope everybody can give my father this face."

Liu Shunan!

The Liu family!

The atmosphere turned even more strange, and although Liu Shunan was considered a top talent, he wasn’t seen as significant in the eyes of true powerhouses. However, by bringing his father into the conversation, who would dare to compete?

That’s simply shameless!

Many people cursed inwardly, the lady on the stage frowning slightly—thinking to secure the eighth-grade magical ship for fifty million was wishful thinking, falling short of even its cost price.

The young master of the Liu family truly overbearing!

"One hundred million!"

A slightly languid voice broke the silence, drawing everyone’s attention to room number seven’s Qin Jun.

One hundred million third-tier spirit stones!

This figure had the hundreds present trembling.

Inaugural_Puggested, holding the tea cup in high anticipation of his show-off moment, was struck as if by lightning, his hands frozen mid-air.