Chapter 1709: Chapter 1740: I Am Your Grandpa, and You Are My Grandson
Unlike Thunderstruck Wood, the Corpse Slave is an artifact with clearly visible value. Even though bids from all sides have been conservative and cautious, the price still rose to twenty million within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Li Xiaobai noticed more family power cultivators hurriedly leaving, returning to their clans to gather resources.
Before this auction began, no one expected that such sought-after items would appear one after another, greatly exceeding the value of past auctions.
However, he still didn’t quite understand what Fourth Senior Brother was trying to do. Simply buying the treasure at a sky-high price, how could it ensure a smooth entry into the Ancient Battlefield team of the Clan of the Heavenly Gods, and be invited in as well?
It’s purely burning money, wasting money.
If these resources were given to him, how great that would be, he could hire many special temps.
“Fellow Daoists, give my Wang Family some face, this Corpse Slave was actually one of our Supreme Elders when alive, always thought to be traveling outside. I never expected to see his body in a place like this today.”
“Our Wang Family is willing to bid thirty million top-grade Rare Earth resources, and we hope that fellow Daoists can show mercy and give this Corpse Slave a chance to return to his roots.”
A cultivator from the second level couldn’t hold back and spoke out.
The voice was very old, presumably a high-ranking member of the Wang Family. Even without showing his face, his voice was highly recognizable. As soon as he spoke, the auction hall became half as lively.
The Wang Family is a major family that can rival the Clan of the Heavenly Gods, with experts in the Immortal Gods realm. They are not a family that ordinary clans can resist.
The cultivators on the first level who were originally prepared to bid cursed inwardly this shamelessness; the Wang Family’s Old Bangzi is even more shameless than the Bald Donkeys of the Buddhist Sect.
Those Bald Donkeys merely say that an item is connected to them. But the Wang Family’s old man immediately demands the body be returned to the clan to recognize its ancestors. Meeting first to recognize a father, if anyone else wants to continue bidding, it would be fundamentally different in nature.
Not only would it mean competing with the Wang Family in the auction, but it would also mean openly becoming enemies with them.
The value of a Four Parts Obversation Realm Corpse Slave is significant, but compared to offending the Wang Family to death, even fellow descendants of major families need to weigh the situation carefully.
Yang Xianzhi’s bright eyes shimmered. Thirty million top-grade Rare Earth resources had already exceeded the auction house’s expectations. At this moment, with the Wang Family voicing their claim, no one dared continue bidding. Just as she was about to finalize with the hammer, the familiar voice of that young man from the second level resounded again.
“I bid thirty million and one.”
The venue was instantly in an uproar.
“It’s him again, that mysterious young man from the second floor has struck again!”
“Does he not want to live anymore, challenging the Wang Family?”
“No matter how wealthy, this is not how you play this game. Is he not afraid that even if he wins the item, he won’t be able to walk out of the auction house?”
All the cultivators’ eyes were flashing with astonished glints. This was the young man who had just secured the first artifact, and now, at the critical moment, he openly bid against the Wang Family.
Who is this person, fearless of the Wang Family?
Moreover, he had just extravagantly spent ten million top-grade Rare Earth resources, and now he increased his bid by thirty million again. His wealth is just too abundant!
“Young friend, which family do you belong to?”
“Just now, this old man already said that this was an elder cultivator of our Wang Family. He wasn’t cared for well in life, and after death, we hope he can return to his roots.”
“I hope you can give this old man some face.”
On the second level, the old voice apparently didn’t expect anyone would still bid against him, and by only increasing the bid by a mere million. What is this, if not targeted?
“It’s only natural to respect the Wang Family’s face, but the senior is mistaken. This one is not a Wang Family ancestor, but rather my son, who died young outside, bringing me much heartache.”
In the private room, Yang Chen spoke up, claiming the corpse as his son upon opening his mouth.
The atmosphere suddenly became filled with a murderous air.
“What did you say?”
The old man’s voice turned cold. He said the Corpse Slave was an ancestor of the Wang Family, and now this young man popped out claiming it’s his son, insinuating that Wang Family members are all his grandsons.
“I said this is my son.”
“Old man, if you insist he is your Wang Family ancestor, then you’re my grandson, calling me grandpa, I have no objections.”
Yang Chen said calmly.
“You’re courting death!”
“Even the Clan Leader of the Clan of the Heavenly Gods wouldn’t dare disrespect the Wang Family like this, much less insult the Wang Family casually. Aren’t you afraid of the consequences you’ll suffer from your reckless words today?”
The old man roared with rage, and an invisible pressure directly enveloped the private room where Yang Chen resided, causing the accompanying maids and servants to pale, almost collapsing to the ground.
Yang Chen and Li Xiaobai remained unshaken as mountains.
Li Xiaobai laughed heartily: “I never thought we had such a blood connection with the Wang Family. Old man, call me grandpa, and I’ll cover for you.”
“Alright, alright, I understand your meaning, young friend. I hope after the auction ends, you can maintain this same attitude!”
“This Corpse Slave, I now offer thirty-five million!”
The old man’s tone was icy, unable to make a move in the auction hall, but in his mind, the young men in the second-floor private room were already dead.
“Thirty-five million and one.”
Yang Chen said indifferently: “From now on, no matter how much anyone bids, I’ll always add a million more.”
“Young sir, the auction doesn’t have an option to increase bids by a mere one million at a time. The lowest single increase at this auction is thirty million top-grade Rare Earth.”
Yang Xianzhi remained calm in the face of the confrontation between the Wang Family and other families. She had long been accustomed to such antics. This is the domain of the Clan of the Heavenly Gods; no one dares to truly cause trouble here.
In contrast, she was quite pleased to see this situation unfold, as she only had one task: maximizing the profit of the auction items.
The more fiercely the two families compete, the steadier the Clan of the Heavenly Gods’ earnings.
“Did you hear that, kid? The auction doesn’t have a rule for increasing bids by merely one million each time. The minimum increase here starts at thirty million!”
“If you can’t afford to play, it’s best to withdraw early and not waste everyone’s time.”
The old man said coldly. Today, this Corpse Slave was something the Wang Family was determined to obtain, having received a message from a family elder, to secure the Corpse Slave at any cost.
Owning such a fearsome and fearless great weapon, even the Clan of the Heavenly Gods would have to show the Wang Family due respect in the future.
Since someone dared to face off with him, he didn’t mind testing his financial strength.
“Young man, listen to my advice, just let this one go. There are even better things coming later.”
“Yes, Elder Wang is a senior. Consider it a kind gesture to let him have this item, and it could become a fine tale.”
“We’re all family cultivators with many future cooperation opportunities, no need to harm the harmony over a mere Corpse Slave.”
“Let’s arrange a meeting later, enjoy some tea, we’re all friends here.”
On the second level, many smooth operators in the private rooms spoke up to mediate.
It didn’t involve their interests, they just needed to speak a few words, say something diplomatic, and it would provide a stepping stone for both parties, creating a goodwill gesture.
But what Yang Chen said next left them speechless.
“An increase of one million isn’t allowed?”
“Then I bid one hundred million, this Corpse Slave is mine.”