I'm A Wasteland Giant Chapter 231 – Chapter 231: Chapter 230: Astronomical Auction!

Chapter 231: Chapter 230: Astronomical Auction!

Translator: 549690339

On the night of the full moon, at the top of Mount Tai, news of the Ancient God publicly tackling the Ancient God Tribulation spread, shocking the world.

However, many people lacked understanding about the Ancient God and did not know what the Ancient God Tribulation was.

As some people started sharing their knowledge, the masses gradually learned about the Ancient God Tribulation.

“This is a catastrophe, a catastrophe specifically designed for the Ancient God. It is said that all past Ancient Gods have died in this catastrophe…”

“Is it that terrifying? That's the Ancient God we are talking about…”

“What else did you expect? How else do you think the Ancient God's whole group was wiped out, leaving only one?”

Not only was the universe discussing the Ancient God, but also here on Penglai Island, it was a hot topic of discussion.

Everyone was curious about whether the Ancient God, Du Gang, could break the curse of the Ancient God and survive the catastrophe.

“Probably not, the numbers of the Ancient God have been dwindling over the years….”

“Yes, I specifically looked it up on the Primordial Continent, and over the past hundred billion years, there hasn't been a new generation of Ancient Gods successfully advancing to the God Spirit Level…”

“Ah? But it seems like the Ancient God has only fallen into misfortune in recent years?”

“That's because they come from profound heritage. Before the curse arrived, the Ancient God clan was among the top ten races in the Primordial Continent, alas…”

As for all these discussions, Du Gang was not aware. At this time, he was heading towards Penglai Island with Qingyu and others.

“You have seven billion?”

Lord Meng let out a surprised gasp, looking at Du Gang in shock before asking: “Are these Saint Crystals?”

Du Gang nodded, “Yes, Saint Crystals. I have seven billion Saint Crystals now!”

Lord Meng was dumbstruck, he could hardly speak.

It wasn't just him who was shocked, tens of thousands of stern God Spirit soldiers also revealed stunned expressions at that moment.

“If that is the case, then the auction I was intending to set up seems inadequate now…”

Lord Meng started to ponder.

After a moment, he began to speak: “The standard of the auction I was planning to hold could only be attended by primary True Gods. The transaction limit for each person wouldn't exceed a hundred million Saint Crystals…”

“But now, with the seven billion Saint Crystals you have, it's enough to buy a Ninth Rank True God artifact…”

He frowned and continued: “Du Gang, initially, I thought you had no chance of surviving the tribulation…”

“Who would've thought, that this time you managed to earn so much money. The so-called gift of fate has already marked its price privately. I suspect, this time you might have a chance to survive the tribulation…”

Du Gang was stunned, twitching his lips, “Prior to this, did Lord Meng not believe that I could survive?!”

So, you thought I couldn't survive so you decided to set up an auction fearing my thirty million plus Saint Crystals will go to waste!?

Lord Meng stared blankly at him, his face showing an embarrassed expression. Startled, he coughed, and responded, “Well, earlier, it seemed like your chances of surviving were slim, but now it seems your chances are much higher!”

Before, he really hadn't considered whether the Ancient God could survive the tribulation or not because in his perspective it was an unsolvable problem, as all past Ancient Gods had fallen here.

However, this time he is getting a feeling that Du Gang has a considerable chance of surviving the tribulation.

Being a True God level powerhouse, he had already qualified to contemplate the Dao and was more sensitive to the unknown.

So, to him, these seven billion Saint Crystals were a gift from fate, not to be taken lightly!

Du Gang nodded and asked, “Lord Meng, could you find me an auction with a higher standard?”

Lord Meng nodded and replied, “Sure, but before that, I need to tell you something.”

After thinking for a while, he decided to share what he knew.

“Du Gang, do you think the Ancient Gods, who used to be among the top ten races of the Primordial Continent, lacked artifacts?”

Du Gang hesitated and started thinking.

He was clever. With a single hint from Lord Meng, he understood his point.

Lord Meng's point was that past generations of Ancient Gods stood so high, with Holy Sage level powerhouses among them. Despite that, they failed to protect the common Ancient Gods during the Ancient God Tribulation.

Therefore, the distinction between Primary True God artifacts and Advanced True God artifacts didn't matter to him. Because previous Ancient Gods might have even utilized Holy Sage artifacts but it didn't change anything in the end.

Du Gang thought to himself, asking: “What do you mean?!”

Lord Meng replied straightforwardly: “I feel that it would be better to exchange those Saint Crystals for divine medicine that can heal you, rather than for artifacts…”

“After all, you're the one facing the tribulation, not the artifacts. So ultimately, whether you survive depends on you. If you exchange them for divine medicine, you could live a bit longer, and perhaps you might just survive!”

He had not seen any other Ancient Gods face the tribulation, but he unexpectedly encountered an Ancient God this time. Therefore, he shared his predictions with Du Gang. As for the outcome, it was up to Du Gang to decide.

Hearing this, Du Gang became thoughtful.

After careful consideration, he realized that Lord Meng had a point.

Past generations of Ancient Gods didn't lack treasures or artifacts, yet none survived. So, the artifact wasn't the issue.

The question is whether the curse would spare the Ancient God!

And now, as the last of the Ancient Gods, after all those plans laid out by Du Kang, and the favor of the Supreme Pangu from over ten billion years ago, he had to be unique.

“I'm certain I'm special!”

Du Gang was confident that Supreme Pangu had seen something, hence why he had planned for billions of years in advance.

Similarly, Du Kang and others must also know something, which was why they kept relocating toward the edge of the universe…

“If they chose me, then my chances of surviving the tribulation would increase significantly…”

“Therefore, rather than choosing divine artifacts, I should choose divine medicine that can quickly restore my strength during the tribulation!”

Being a quick thinker, Du Gang immediately connected the dots.

“Correct!”

Lord Meng nodded, “Compared to divine artifacts, I believe more in your ability to get through the tribulation on your own.”

Du Gang promptly asked, “So how do I find these divine medicines?”

Lord Meng laughed, “If you trust me, I can make an announcement on your behalf, and co-host an auction in half a month. You can use your seventy billion Saint Crystals mainly to purchase divine medicines. This should attract a considerable number of True Gods to participate…”

After all, there are only so many True Gods he knew, and most of them were from the Kong family, so making such an announcement could easily attract more powerful figures.

Du Gang's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, “Fine, let's do as Lord Meng has suggested!”

On that day, a piece of news sent shockwaves across Penglai Island.

“Ancient God Du Gang and Lord Meng, the Legion Leader of the Kong Family's Demon Suppression Army, are co-hosting an auction. At the auction, Ancient God Du Gang will offer seventy billion Saint Crystals to purchase divine medicine!”

For those at God Spirit Level and below, this news was mostly treated as a story to be heard.

However, some formidable figures at the True God Level began to verify the authenticity of the news.

When they confirmed the news with Lord Meng, they were all astounded.

Who could ever imagine that a clergyman of Sector Lord Level owned seventy billion Saint Crystals?

This number was unfathomable even for the strong figures at the True God Level. Even the Great Powers would have to sell a significant portion of their properties to match this.

All of a sudden, all the True Gods scrambled after it, taking out their divine medicines, which they had treasured for many years, ready to auction them off at the auction.

With so many True Gods vying for it, the auction became exceptionally popular, and numerous beings at the God Spirit Level reached out to Lord Meng, requesting to attend the auction.

Perhaps due to the large number of applications, Lord Meng decided to host two auctions, both external and internal, after consulting with Du Gang.

The outer one was for the God Spirit Level auction, while the internal one was for the True God Level auction.

Compared to the internal auction which was set to happen in half a month, the external one was scheduled ten days later and was to be held continuously for ten days.

Both auctions were to take place at a specially designated spot on Kong Family's Penglai Island.

To ensure the success of the event, the Kong Family put in a lot of effort, assisting in venue preparation, and assigning volunteers to help maintain order.

As the news spread online continuously, the auction's momentum grew stronger, and many wished to participate in the auction.

However, Lord Meng still put a threshold in place. After all, there were too many God Spirit Level characters on Penglai Island. Without a threshold, the venue could burst with participants.

This time, an entrance qualification certificate was set. Anyone below the True God Level who wished to attend the auction would need to show goods or cash worth over a million Saint Crystals. No matter if you were a family head or an elder, you were not allowed in without them.

This prerequisite shut out most of the God Spirit Level participants, as most of them had spent their earnings on medicinal pills to enhance their cultivation or on techniques to boost their combat power.

However, the remaining God Spirit Level participants who were eligible were either from prestigious backgrounds or were incredibly powerful.

After all, being powerful meant being able to earn money quickly and thus having a higher likelihood of owning high-level divine artifacts.

Divine artifacts of the seventh rank were valued between 800,000 and 1.6 million Saint Crystals, meaning that high-ranking God Spirit Level participants could take part.

Even so, the number of applicants kept increasing, and the auction venue arranged by the Kong Family kept expanding.

Finally, ten days later, the God Spirit Level external auction started!

In a vast outdoor space with no clouds for miles– even if there were, they would have been scattered by the powerful participants.

Personnel from the Kong Family Army was maintaining order around the periphery of the venue, while those who had registered continued to stream into the event with their admission passes.

“Long Aotian, instead of consolidating your cultivation at home, why are you here?!”

Little Hawk King asked with a nonchalant look at an old acquaintance beside him.

Long Aotian chuckled and said, “Aren't you the same?”

These two had an odd relationship– from being pegged as adversaries to finding a strange sense of harmony with each other. They often traded barbs when they met, but an indescribable bond had formed between them.

Little Hawk King retorted, “I'm different. I'm here to buy stuff, and I've brought a lot of money!”

“Ha ha!”

Long Aotian burst out laughing, “Do you think I'm here just for the spectacle? My father allowed me to sell the equipment I have, plus he sponsored me five million Saint Crystals to get better ones…”

Hearing their conversation, Yao Zijie couldn't help but feel envious. Though he possessed a Nine Yang Body, the resources provided by his family were limited. Most of the valuable resources he had were given by his sister.

Having a good father really makes a difference!

Contrary to these two folks who are genuinely here to participate in the auction, he was here to enjoy the spectacle. Having just advanced to the God Spirit Level, his finances are tight, and even the million Saint Crystals required for entry he had to borrow from his sister by asking her to lend him a divine artifact.

His sister is faring better than him. Yao Zixuan may merely have a Yin attribute body, but she is learning the Dao from the Ancestor. She holds a high position within the family and owns many divine artifacts.

“I wonder what my sister is busy with, she didn't even come today!”

Yao Zijie was dissatisfied with Du Gang calling him his “little brother-in-law” earlier, but after trying to probe her sister's thoughts several times, he found that his sister had a strange posture towards Du Gang.

Therefore, he suspected that there might be 'something more than meets the eye' between his sister Yao Zixuan and Du Gang.

Yao Zixuan's absence is indeed strange as virtually all the contemporary prodigies have arrived.

Like Dugu Hong, Coffin-Back Boy, Twin Lolis, Fighting Holy Body, and so on. All these celestial prodigies of their generation, who are very famous, are present.

Moreover, most of them have gathered together, which is normal, as they are newly advanced to the God Spirit level, and the other God Spirits are quite old, so there will naturally be a generation gap.

“You, kid from the You Family, you've come to this auction carrying a coffin with you, haven't you? You're not planning to sell it, are you?!”

Long Aotian seems to have flicked a switch, becoming more talkative, and he began to mock the others.

The Coffin-back Boy remained expressionless, ignoring him.

This time, the venue is divided into two parts: the inner field and the outer field. Apart from that, it is divided as per functions into auction and exchange fields.

The auction field is situated inside a separate massive palace, creating a relatively quiet environment.

The exchange field is for the treasures that either didn't get auctioned or aren't eligible to enter the auction process. Essentially, it is a large-scale flea market where attendees can freely set up stalls to sell their goods.

Yu Shuiyao has also arrived. After advancing to the God Spirit Level, she hasn't been seen in her previous circles but has started mingling in groups of the previous generation's prodigies.

She became agitated after facing several setbacks with Du Gang. When the previous generation's prodigies invited her, she attended their tea parties.

It's only after attending the tea parties that she understood that there was no problem with her beauty, Du Gang was simply blind!

People usually follow their instincts to seek benefits and avoid harm, and she's no exception. She naturally enjoys being the center of attention.

“Rest assured, Princess Yu, I will help you seek justice for Du Gang's slander!”

“If Du Gang can break through to the God Spirit Level, I will, of course, challenge him and make him apologise to you personally!”

This group of noble sons looks down on Du Gang. At the moment, their tone is rather indifferent, disparaging him as if he were nothing more than an ant.

“Brother Jiang, let's go in first!”

Yu Shuiyao chuckled at the group of celestial prodigies by her side.

She proactively proposed to enter as she noticed the Little Hawk King and the others. If Du Gang appears, he will definitely look towards them. By deliberately joining them, she might aggravate Du Gang.

“Sure!”

Jiang Tiansheng gave a slight smile and nodded.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the location where the Little Hawk King and other contemporary prodigies were gathering, then sat down.

The crowd watched the incoming and intimidating celestial prodigies of the previous generation and felt uneasy.

If these people were still at Sector Lord level, these celestial prodigies wouldn't care, but now they have achieved the God Spirit Level, they are no longer junior members, but competitors.

“I do hope Du Gang can survive the Ancient God Tribulation. That way, I can have a fight with him…”

“Ha ha, me too. His news is all over, it's annoying! If he were not just a Sector Lord, I would have killed him with a slap long ago!”

As soon as this group of young men sat down, they started a conversation. While it seemed casual, the barbs were obvious.

Long Aotian and the others frowned. They're not fools, having cultivated to God Spirit Level, they understood the true intentions behind their words.

While these folks appeared to be demeaning Du Gang, they were actually disparaging all of them together.

Because Du Gang is seen as the leader among them. Especially among outside people, who consider him the top celestial prodigy.

In the Secret Realm, Long Aotian and the strongest prodigies of this generation effectively confirmed that Du Gang saved him, pushing Du Gang's reputation to its peak.

While he did so to ensure a smooth advancement to God Spirit Level, outsiders don't know that. They all think that Du Gang is the top prodigy of this generation.

So, when these people claimed they could kill Du Gang on a whim, wouldn't that imply they could easily kill them too?

“Trash!”

Long Aotian said dismissively.

“Who did you say?!”

A few of the young men glared at him angrily.

Long Aotian replied nonchalantly, “Did I mention you? You're so eager to jump out!”

Little Hawk King chimed in from the side, “Whoever is a piece of trash gets the title. As a piece of trash, you'd do best to keep a low profile. Don't come out and chirp all day, it's an earsore!”

“You guys are asking for it!”

A few of the young men stood up abruptly, glaring coldly at the two of them.

Long Aotian glanced at them disdainfully and sneered, “Insignificant nobodies who aren't even princes are talking to me like that? Dare to join me for a stroll in the Sky Battle Field?”

The Sky Battle Field, for this auction, is a distinct world set apart in emptiness. Battles held there wouldn't affect the outside world, yet external individuals can still observe the course.

“What audacity!”

The young man sneers, “You've just ascended to God Spirit Level and you dare to behave so arrogantly. Will you be seeking to ascend to heaven once some time passes?”

“Today, I stand proxy for your elders to teach you what respect for your seniors means!”

After saying this, the man took to the sky, heading for the battlefield in the sky.

“This is going to be entertaining!”

All the other surrounding individuals had noticed the commotion and were very excited about the spectacle unfolding before them.

Long Aotian, however, did not hurry to join the fray. Instead, he shot a casual glance at a young man in the crowd with dragon horns, saying, “Long Haoqiong, you're pathetic. In fear that I would take your place as the First Holy Son, you've openly resorted to using someone to test me, haha!”

Upon hearing this, Long Haoqiong did not get angry. Instead, he coolly smiled and replied, “You misunderstand. Your talent may be formidable, but you're far from being able to take my place as the First Holy Son. Maybe in several million years, I might consider you a real threat. For now, don't bother dreaming.”

Long Aotian snorted derisively, ignored him, and took to the sky, making his way to the battlefield.

Quickly, the two of them were hovering in the air, confronting each other from a distance.

“Long Aotian, today, I will show you the gap in strength between you and…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Long Aotian interjected impatiently, “You talk too much!”

Next, he turned into a golden light, heading straight for his opponent.

“Boom!”

There was a loud explosion. To everyone's astonishment, the fight had ended.

Long Aotian had won. At this moment, his opponent was barely keeping himself aloft in the battlefield in the sky, unable to move as he was pinned under Long Aotian's foot.

“You cheat, you used the illusion…”

It was at this point that people noticed a massive dragon throne behind Long Aotian.

Long Aotian said dismissively, “Should I have let you fight me with just one hand?”

“Scum, and you get upset when I call you trash?”

“A God Spirit that has stagnated for 10,000,000 years is nothing but trash!”

“I have only just ascended to the God Spirit Level, but I so easily defeated you. What's the point of your existence?”

He stringed a litany of insults together as if they were a barrage of cannonballs, relentlessly spewing them out.

The crowd was stunned.

“Is Long Aotian that powerful?”

“Yes, he has the special physique, his strength is phenomenal. He's just ascended to the God Spirit Level, yet already unmatched among those at the first tribulation God spirits!”

Was his opponent weak?

Not at all. Many people present had had encounters with his opponent and knew his strength well.

All they could say was, Long Aotian was simply too powerful!

“You dare to provoke me with such trashy skills!”

Having said this, Long Aotian dismissed his defeated opponent with a swift kick, sending him plummeting towards the last generation's prodigies.

“Step!”

At this moment, one of the men who had previously scolded Du Gang with the defeated man quickly took to the air, trying to catch his fallen comrade.

“Bang!”

Unexpectedly, Long Aotian performed a Kick of a Distant Cattle, imbuing the falling man's body with an extra force.

The man who had just taken off to help his comrade was not only unable to catch him but was also sent flying backward with him.

“Trash!”

Long Haoqiong muttered an insult under his breath. With a wave of his hand, a surge of divine power swept out, catching the two men and setting them gently down on the ground.

Long Aotian soon followed, landing gracefully with an indifferent expression. His gaze swept over the group of last generation's prodigies, calmly saying, “That you associate with such trash shows your true colors. Just wait, once my cultivation stabilizes, I'll be taking the title of First Holy Son of this generation from you!”

Upon hearing this, Little Hawk King laughed and said, “I initially wanted to exchange a few moves with you too, but there seem to be too many weaklings among you. Forget it, I, Little Hawk King, also want the title of First Holy Son. Just you wait!”

His gaze, like the others, was looking at a man with an eagle-like nose and wings. Clearly, this man was their generation's First Holy Son of the Ying Family.

But Long Haoqiong merely chuckled, “Want to snatch my title of First Holy Son? Why don't you become a Holy Son first?”

Then, like a true magnanimous figure, he slowly sat down.

At this moment, a Kong Family powerhouse responsible for maintaining order appeared and announced, “Please keep your behavior in check. Once the auction begins, no fighting will be allowed. Each auction session lasts for six hours and during this time, no one is allowed to fight…”

“After the auction, you can fight as much as you want. Nobody will stop you!”

Upon hearing these words, those who were eager to teach the others a lesson also restrained themselves.

Separated by a single chair-distance, the two groups took their seats side by side.

However, the disdainful looks from Long Aotian and others towards Yu Shuiyao intensified.

In their eyes, Yu Shuiyao's actions demonstrated a lack of self-confidence.

Who among the truly confident strong would bother with such people?

Just like Long Aotian, his goal was to overthrow these Saint Sons to ultimately secure the title of the First Saint Son of the Dragon Family!

The auction in the outer court began officially, hosted not by Lord Meng or Du Gang, but by a loquacious God Spirit Level powerful figure from the Kong Family.

Having obtained early access to the auction's item list, Du Gang, after discussions with Lord Meng and Yao Zixuan, decided to focus on gods' medicines for healing and recovery.

Most probably came to the inner auction for him. The fluctuations in the prices of these healing goods wouldn't be too significant.

After some calculations, Du Gang realized that he would have some Saint Crystals left after acquiring advanced medicines from the inner auction. Therefore he began to search within the item list for the outer auction.

Indeed, he identified several budget-friendly medicines with reasonably good effects.

As the auction was about to begin, Du Gang hastily made his way to the auction hall.

Once inside, he quickly spotted the seats of Long Aotian and others, and confidently headed towards them.

With so many God Spirits present, it was better to stick with Long Aotian and company than unknown figures. At least nobody would foolishly question if he really had Seventy Billion Saint Crystals.

“Du Gang, do you really have Seventy Billion Saint Crystals?!”

He had just started walking when someone recognized him. Immediately, someone asked him a question he found immensely exasperating.

The reason he dreaded such an inquiry wasn't for fear of unveiling his wealth, but rather because whoever encountered him these past few days would invariably ask that question, which was extremely irksome.

Ignoring them, he managed to reach Long Aotian and others without much trouble, found a seat, and sat down.

“Why are you here?!”

Long Aotian queried, perplexed, “Aren't the items you wanted supposed to appear in the True God Level Auction?”

Du Gang chuckled, “Most I will purchase in the inner auction, but the outer auction has a few mediocre products. I'll see how it goes. If the conditions are right, I'll buy them!”

The crowd was rendered speechless for a moment. When had godly medicines become 'mediocre'?

Any godly medicine was extremely precious and rare. Each one of them held significant worth.

“You are Du Gang!”

Just as he sat down and exchanged a few words with Long Aotian and others, an untimely voice call out from his side.

Du Gang turned his head and saw a solitary, aloof man on a nearby seat calmly saying.

After casting this man a glance, he realized the person sitting next to him was actually Yu Shuiyao.

He nodded, “I am Du Gang, may I know who you are?”

The man replied with a faint smile, “I'm Jiang Tiansheng, the First Saint Son of the Jiang Family!”

Jiang Tiansheng?!

Du Gang found this name familiar, and then suddenly remembered that during the previous Open Source Conference, Kong Luo had mentioned that this idiot, Jiang Tiansheng, had given away a Source Stone worth a million Saint Crystals.

“It is you! What is the matter?”

Jiang Tiansheng smiled faintly as his lips curled up upon hearing Du Gang recognize his name. He indifferently said, “I just hope that you're more careful when you speak in the future. Don't casually involve Princess Yu…”

Du Gang smiled radiantly and said, “What's wrong with Yu Shuiyao?”

“Hey, Shuiyao, why did you go and sit over there?!”

“Aren't you from our year? Why did you sit in the wrong place?!!”

“Hmph!”

Jiang Tiansheng snorted coldly, “Du Gang, you're courting death!”

Du Gang smiled, “Your Jiang Family and I were already in conflict, what difference does courting death make? I dare you to kill me!”

“Come on, then!”

He stuck out his neck and laughed, “Aim right here. I'll court death. If you dare to kill me, I'll admire your bravery!”

“You!”

Just as Jiang Tiansheng was about to stand, a faint oppressive aura locked onto him.

It was Qingyu. For such an occasion with so many different people, the normal God Spirit guards couldn't protect Du Gang. Therefore, he intervened personally.

“Huh~”

Feeling this pressure, Jiang Tiansheng took a deep breath and resumed his seat.

However, the look in his eyes became much colder.

“Du Gang, you can only laugh because someone is protecting you. If no one protected you, I wonder if you would still dare to smile!”

Du Gang merely curled his lips unabashedly, “Verbal diarrhea!”

“You!!”

Jiang Tiansheng's anger that he had just suppressed was re-ignited again.

“Brother Jiang, don't bother with such people!”

All Heavenly Proud Sons by his side began to dissuade him.

“That's right, who knows, he might end up dead at the top of Mount Tai…”

“Exactly, he's just a pathetic figure who won't even live a month. No need to compete with him…”

At this moment, the auctioneer officially entered the hall.

“Everyone, please calm down, don't discuss matters unrelated to the auction. If you have conflicts, please solve them privately outside the auction venue…”

“Moving on, let's cut the lengthy talk, the auction officially begins now, presenting the first item!”

“The first item is a healing divine herb, very valuable. Even if a god is injured, they can be cured back to health…”

“The starting bid is one million saint crystals, every raise must not be less than ten thousand saint crystals, now, let's start the bidding!”

The auctioneer spoke quickly, and within a moment, he put the audience into the auction.

Immediately, there were vigorous bidding shouts from below the stage.

“One million!”

“One million and one hundred thousand!”

In these kinds of auctions, they don't release all the good items at once but sell them separately.

For example, although the divine herb on offer is quite valuable, its market value is about ten million saint crystals, comparable to an ordinary divine artifact.

This divine herb was also on Du Gang's preselection list. His upper limit for it was twelve million. Anything above this figure, he was not going to bid for it!

An increase of twenty percent was already a high bid, any more would be foolish.

“Three million and three hundred thousand!”

“Three million three hundred and ten thousand!”

Perhaps having experienced the slow-paced bidding in the secret realms from old elders, Du Gang was a bit impatient. He directly shouted, “Five million!”

The scene quieted down for a moment, everyone looked towards the source of the voice. When they found out that it was Du Gang, they showed expressions of 'So, it's him.'

Immediately after, the bidding resumed.

“Five million and one hundred thousand!”

“Five million and two hundred thousand!”

Clearly, five million rivaled the true hereditary responsibility of the divine herb, so adding more bids was quite enthusiastic.

Regardless, Du Gang continued, “Six million!”

The scene was quiet once again, but very quickly, it got lively once more.

And Du Gang still persisted.

“Seven million!”

In this way, whenever someone raised the price, he would add another million, and soon, the price reached ten million.

This price was the standard price for this divine herb. A little more or less was all normal.

With a beaming smile, the auctioneer said, “Now, our Mr. Du Gang has a bid of ten million, is there anyone willing to bid higher than this?!”

The auction carried a one percent commission fee, of which half was shared by Du Gang and Qingyu, the majority going to the Kong family. Still, his part as an auctioneer also meant a small commission. Adding everything, it wasn't that small an amount!

So, for him, the higher the price, the better.

“This is a divine herb, a divine herb that can even heal the gods…”

Before he could finish, a voice rang out from not far away.

“Ten million and ten thousand!”

Du Gang turned his head to look. Coincidentally, it was the Blue Robed Eagle King, the Dao protector of Little Hawk King from before.

He was severely injured in the previous Kaitian Conference. He hadn't thought he would still be in recovery now.

Then he looked at the uncomfortably seated Little Hawk King and said, “Little Hawk King, how much money did your uncle prepare?”

Little Hawk King clearly had something to say but couldn't find the words. Hearing Du Gang, he hurriedly said, “My uncle brought ten million saint crystals. I contributed two hundred thousand, so…”

The price was nearly the same as his. After thinking about it, Du Gang laughed and said, “In that case, I won't compete!”

Upon hearing this, the Blue Robed Eagle King breathed a sigh of relief, gratefulness showing through his gaze at Du Gang.

After Du Gang did not compete anymore, the divine herb did not see much more bidding. After all, those who wanted to buy it only needed it for emergency uses. The only one recently seriously injured was the Blue Robed Eagle King.

Little Hawk King slowly relaxed and whispered, “Du Gang, thanks!”

He did feel a bit guilty. During the previous Kaitian Conference, Du Gang mentioned a bad premonition about the source stone. However, his uncle carelessly brushed it off and then, something really did come out of it.

If it weren't for the assistance of the True God Level power, their folks might have truly suffered massive casualties.

Even so, the Blue Robed Eagle King had been dealt a heavy blow. Although it had nothing to do with the Little Hawk King, he was his protector, who had attended the Open Source Conference to protect him at that time.

Du Gang chuckled, saying, “Rest assured, when it's time to use your help, we will definitely call upon you!”

The Little Hawk King nodded, immersed in thought.

He probably understood that Du Gang might call for help during the tribulation…When that time comes, he would go all out!

Soon, the first item was auctioned off, and the second one was brought up. This time, it was something relatively mundane, just a Ninth Rank divine artifact.

The starting price was only 500,000, and eventually, it was won by a prodigy for 1.9 million.

Thus, the auction started off smoothly.

For all other divine artifacts to come, Du Gang showed no interest, only bidding when divine medicine came up.

Finally, nearly two hours in, at the halfway mark, another strain of divine medicine was presented.

“The current auction item is another type of divine medicine, also for healing, but this time it's more for recovery. It not only can heal wounds, but also can recover…”

“The starting bid for this auction is 5 million Saint Crystals, and each increase must not be less than 10,000. The auction officially begins now!”

The first divine medicine was only priced at 1 million as bait, to encourage more people to participate, so the price was set lower.

This time, compared to the first strain of divine medicine, bids were much less frequent.

“Eight million!”

“Eight million two hundred thousand!”

Only a few scattered people kept raising their prices.

Watching this scene, Du Gang didn't hesitate and directly shouted, “Nine million!”

There was an instant silence in the room.

This time, Jiang Tiansheng, who was beside Du Gang, suddenly spoke, “Ten million!”

“Whoa!”

There was a sudden uproar in the auction house.

The auctioneer quickly said, “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the second item in our auction that has been bidden over ten million…”

“The first item, also a strain of divine medicine, was won by the Blue Robed Eagle King for 1,010,000…”

“How high will this one go?”

The auctioneer was very long-winded and wanted to rouse everyone's desire to bid by saying a lot of words.

Du Gang glanced at Jiang Tiansheng, who looked provocatively and responded with a faint smile.

“Eleven million!”

Jiang Tiansheng chuckled, “Eleven million and ten thousand!”

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

“On purpose?”

Jiang Tiansheng smiled lightly, “You're overthinking, I just exactly need this strain of divine medicine…”

“Twelve million!”

Du Gang didn't wait for him to speak and directly quoted the price.

“Oh my god, everyone, did you see that? He actually bid twelve million, this might be the highest price here…”

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, Jiang Tiansheng's voice sounded off again.

“Twelve million and ten thousand!”

Once this price was called out, everyone's eyes were immediately directed towards Du Gang's area.

“Such a tense atmosphere!”

Many people were interested and started to watch curiously.

Du Gang's face darkened, a little angry, “Do you want to compete with me?”

Jiang Tiansheng was very pleased with his expression, laughing, “So what if I want to compete with you?!”

He knew that these divine medicines were mostly targeted towards Du Gang. Likewise, Du Gang's objective for this trip was also the divine medicine.

After all, the issue of the Ancient God Tribulation had long been discussed. Everyone's thoughts were basically the same as Du Gang's. The extraordinary quantity of divine medicine in this auction made everyone naturally aware of Du Gang's choice.

“Thirteen million!”

Du Gang seemed to be venting his anger, with red eyes, glared at him, and barked.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Tiansheng laughed out loud, feeling satisfied, and casually answered, “Thirteen million and ten thousand!”

“What can you do if I compete with you?!”

“Fourteen million!”

Du Gang stood up in its entirety, like an enraged bull, glaring at Jiang Tiansheng with a desire to swallow him whole.

“Fourteen million and ten thousand!”

At this moment, the host became quiet. He had seen situations like this too often, and knew that when these situations arose, he shouldn't say a word, but let these two angry people continue bidding.

“You're courting death!”

Du Gang, with red eyes, suddenly turned to Yu Shuiyao, saying, “Yu Shuiyao, you are of our generation, why are you sitting with them?!”

Yu Shuiyao's face turned cold, she retorted, “I'll sit wherever I please, what business is it of yours?!”

“Hahaha!”

Jiang Tiansheng bursts into laughter, “Did you hear that?”

Du Gang seemed to be mad, growling menacingly, “Eighteen million, you fucking dare!!”

Jiang Tiansheng was feeling triumphant, quickly saying, “Eighteen million and ten thousand!”

“What makes you think I wouldn't dare? Go, keep going!”

Unexpectedly, Du Gang, who was previously fuming, suddenly retracted all his emotions and slowly sat down.

“Huh?”

Jiang Tiansheng was taken aback, “Are you backing down?!”

He got a bad feeling.

At this time, Long Aotian, who was sitting next to Du Gang, chuckled, “The Jiang Family really has a good Sacred Son. The first Sacred Son, spending eighteen million to buy a divine medicine worth ten million, an overprice of eighty percent, what a good Sacred Son!”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience burst into laughter!

As soon as the two began to bid, they guessed that one of them will definitely buy the item at a high price.

At first, they thought it was Du Gang, after all, his performance was outstanding, just like he was really angry.

But who knew, this guy quietly put on a play, directly trapping Jiang Tiansheng.

Even pulled Yu Shuiyao out to assist in the attack…

At this moment, Yu Shuiyao is also dumbfounded, she thought Du Gang was genuinely upset that she was sitting amongst the older generation's pride.

Who would have thought, that guy was just trying to provoke Jiang Tiansheng or rather, make Jiang Tiansheng believe that Du Gang had been provoked, and recklessly continue to bid!

Now, the host, who has good timing, sees that the two have reached a conclusion in their fighting spirits, and loudly announces, “Friends, the price has now reached eighteen million and ten thousand, this can be said to be a peak price for our auction!”

“I cannot say that this price will remain the highest for these ten days, however, as far as I know, this current price is the highest so far!!”

“This price is likely to stay for a while, this is a record!”

“Now, is there anyone who wants to have this record? Break this record? Maintain a new record?”

After repeatedly asking for several times, people in the audience are filled with disdain.

“Don't ask anymore, the price is eight million more than the market price, even a fool wouldn't produce such a stupid son!”

“Hahaha!”

The people in the venue don't care if you are the first Sacred Son Jiang Tiansheng or something, being foolish is just foolish!

“Du … Gang!”

Jiang Tiansheng clenched his teeth, staring at Du Gang, his face showing an expression like he wanted to swallow him whole.

Du Gang laughed heartily, pointing to his face, “Everyone, take a good look, the expression I just had was a mock one, it didn't count as real. You should look at Jiang Tiansheng's expression, that's what someone who really wants to eat me looks like!”

It didn't end there, next to him, Long Aotian also burst into laughter, saying, “That expression is worth eight million!”

“Hahaha!”

The entire audience busted out laughing!

At this time, Little Hawk King also chimed in, loudly saying, “No, no, not eight million, it's eight million and ten thousand!”

“Hahaha!”

The whole venue boiled over, the crowd hadn't laughed so heartily in a long time.

Onstage, despite the host's enthusiasm, he knew that the price had now peaked and there would be no fools to take it over, so he began to finalize.

“Eighteen million and ten thousand for the first time!”

“Eighteen million and ten thousand for the second time!”

“Eighteen million and ten thousand for the third time!”

The supporter quickly hammered the auction hammer, announcing loudly, “Eighteen million and ten thousand, sold!”

PS: That's it for today, I'm in a terrible state, I'm crushed, I'll cry for a while, get my emotions in order, try to write another chapter, and post it past midnight.

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