It seems this Lei Yueyue of the Lei family truly practices both Demonic Arts and Martial Cultivation.

And she just happened to encounter a third-level spiritual power barrier. Mu Gui Wuxin nodded repeatedly, a wicked grin spreading across his face, "Otherwise, he wouldn't fight this hard. Let me squeeze a little more blood out of them... Two million gold coins!"

A boisterous voice roared from Mu Gui Wuxin’s gravelly throat, echoing long and loud in the vast hall. The leaders of the major factions, hearing Mu Gui Wuxin’s voice, felt an urge to grab their weapons and fight him.

Mu Gui Wuxin, the Torrent Battle Fortress! Their ranks are filled entirely with warriors! You, a group of warriors—none of those fellows from Torrent Battle Fortress have ever been rumored to cultivate both Demonic Arts and Martial Cultivation. What the hell do you need Spirit Shock Potions for? Aren't you just causing trouble?

Trouble! It was clearly sabotage, yet the leaders didn't have time to confront him because Du Yi Du, the auctioneer in charge, had already called out, "Two million, first call."

Expensive! Indeed, it was pricey! Xiusidake silently recited curses upon the female relatives of Mu Gui Wuxin’s household. I still need these potions to become the President of the Mages’ Guild, and I need to clear my son's spiritual barrier! What nonsense are you spouting? Two million? How many months can your Torrent Battle Fortress last if you buy all these potions?

Lei Guang Riyue also felt an intense desire to rush out of his private box and ask Mu Gui Wuxin if his brain was malfunctioning. Are you willing to bankrupt the Torrent Battle Fortress just to fight us?

Li Deyoke reluctantly raised his arm and added ten thousand gold coins. Perhaps stopping the bidding now would bankrupt Mu Gui Wuxin’s Torrent Battle Fortress, but the issue was that he could always sell these potions later and rebuild his fortress. Who knew if he would sell the potions to forces in Eternal Flow City then?

There was no choice! Li Deyoke looked at his beloved son beside him. What is a parent’s sacrifice for, if not for their son to have a better future? Two million one hundred thousand it is, then. At worst, he could sell the remaining potions at an inflated price later.

"Two million five hundred thousand." Lei Yueyue’s voice rang out again right after Li Deyoke made his bid. Lei Guang Riyue nodded repeatedly, admiring his daughter's boldness and shrewdness. That’s right! These potions were much more expensive now, but Li Deyoke and the others seemed desperately in need of them. They could just sell the remainder to them at a high price later.

Xiusidake clenched his fist and immediately shouted, "Three million!" Adding a mere hundred thousand gold coins now wouldn't deter anyone. Only by shouting an extremely exorbitant price might he have a chance.

Crash! Li Deyoke suddenly stood up. He had brought exactly three million in gold notes today. The listing for the potions at this auction was explicitly clear: cash transactions only, payable immediately upon winning the bid, or it would be considered a breach of contract.

"Three million five hundred thousand..." Lei Yueyue said calmly, holding her red wine glass and gazing at the Spirit Shock Potions on the stage. To break through the spiritual barrier, spending four million gold coins would still be worth it! Better to spend it herself and increase her own combat strength than let fools like Lei Wei waste it!

Li Deyoke walked out of his private box and went straight to Mu Gui Wuxin’s box to confront the President of the Torrent Battle Fortress: "How much cash do you have on you?"

"Two million, my entire net worth," Mu Gui Wuxin replied with a placid smile. The City Lord could only borrow from him, as borrowing from others would come at too high a price. Furthermore, those with sufficient wealth were mostly engaged in the bidding. Who would lend him money?

The City Lord was a position of glory, but also a rather disliked one. People respected him daily, but every time they saw his tax collectors arrive, often inventing new pretexts, no one felt fondness for such a ruler.

Li Deyoke knew that if he went to borrow money from the Blacksmiths’ Guild or others, he would likely be asked for terms like tax exemptions—and those were money! But a warrior guild like the Torrent Battle Fortress didn't have such problems.

"I can lend you the two million, but you must repay me three million today."

"Why don't you just rob me?" Li Deyoke sighed towards the heavens the moment the words left his mouth, "This is faster than robbing. I know. If I were you, I would do the same. Fine, I'll give you three million back today."

Qian Jing listened to the bids swirling around him and watched Li Deyoke borrow two million from Mu Gui Wuxin without batting an eye. He inwardly thought: Can you guys possibly get any more extravagant?

Fabredis watched Li Deyoke leave and lightly applauded. "That girl Luo Qingqing is brilliant. She calculated that everyone wouldn't have time to form an alliance, and she predicted that outside forces would also compete for the items, forcing these wealthy fellows to bleed heavily this time."

"Five million!" Li Deyoke immediately jumped the price from four million to the insane figure of five million. Even the other factions were stunned. This price was far too high, but for the sake of his child, for the sake of his faction, so be it if it was expensive!

However, who could have predicted these things would skyrocket to five million? Among the major factions, everyone except the Torrent Battle Fortress could afford this price, but the question was, who would casually carry five million gold notes on them? Even at the auction, there were no Rank Ten Battle Weapons appearing, so why would anyone need that much cash?

"Five million, second call..."

"Wait a moment!" Xiusidake suddenly stood up and walked downstairs to the front stage, placing his magic staff before Du Yi Du: "I don't have enough money on me. See how much this is worth? I’ll use it as collateral too!"

"This staff of yours is worth at least two million," Du Yi Du stated after a brief glance at the staff. "It’s a pity, however. Our rule for this auction is strictly cash payment..."

"I'll buy your staff for five hundred thousand gold coins," Jun Wudao’s voice cut off Du Yi Du.

"Five hundred thousand... You..." Xiusidake desperately wanted to ask Jun Wudao why he didn't go rob someone himself. Then he remembered: this underworld overlord, one of the Eight Great Factions, made his fortune through robbery; the words held no impact when directed at him.

Five hundred thousand—could it win? Xiusidake didn't know, but when a person is drowning, they will still grasp at a single straw, even knowing it won't save them.

"Sold!" Xiusidake tossed his magic staff to the underworld overlord, and Jun Wudao handed the five hundred thousand gold notes back to Xiusidake.

At the exact same moment, the auction hammer held high by Du Yi Du slammed heavily onto the table, the sound echoing through the hall along with his booming announcement: "Five million, third call! Sold! Congratulations to City Lord Mr. Li Deyoke for acquiring this batch of Spirit Shock Potions."

Xiusidake gripped the gold notes he got from selling his staff at a low price, looked up blankly at the smiling Du Yi Du, and felt murderous intent surge within him! He had just sold his staff, and before he even had a chance to place a bid, the auctioneer had already brought the hammer down. What was the meaning of that?

"Too cool!" Mu Gui Wuxin roared with excitement. This was the most brilliant scene he had witnessed today—someone had sold their magic staff, which could fetch three million gold coins, for a pittance, and before they could even turn around to bid, the auctioneer had dropped the hammer.

Qian Jing spat out the plain water he had just drunk, feeling a genuine surge of satisfaction. Did this auctioneer have a feud with Xiusidake? If he had delayed the hammer drop by two seconds, Xiusidake could have bought it. Yet, he didn't even give him those two seconds, almost as if he were deliberately waiting until Xiusidake secured the cash before dropping it immediately.

Satisfying! Qian Jing felt endlessly pleased. Although he missed out on earning five hundred thousand gold coins, thinking about the desire Xiusidake had displayed towards Luo Qingqing at the Luo family gathering—the desire of a man wanting to possess a woman—made him feel that it was worth losing five hundred thousand gold coins just to see Xiusidake suffer a setback and depression.

The excitement gave way to quiet emptiness afterward. People lost interest in the subsequent items, and soon the auction moved on to low-quality gems.

"Ten thousand!"

As Du Yi Du announced the auction for the low-quality gems had begun, Qian Jing heard someone in the nearby VIP box shout a high bid of ten thousand gold coins, nearly multiplying the gem’s reserve price by a hundredfold.

"Twenty thousand," Qian Jing called out, then quickly glanced at Fabredis, who looked at him with equal curiosity: "Who is that?"

Mu Gui Wuxin leaned back against the sofa: "Who else could it be? Judging by the voice, it’s Deputy Head Jeratata from the Potion Guild."

The Potion Guild? Qian Jing paused. Could this Jeratata also know about the Blood Demon Heart? Hmm, it wasn't impossible. Adams’ Compendium of Potions did record information about the Blood Demon Heart, although not as clearly as Oulala’s mysterious potions.

"Oh?" A sound of curiosity came from the Potion Guild's box, followed by a second bid: "Thirty thousand......"

"One hundred thousand!" Qian Jing bid without batting an eye. Now that he had five million gold coins, he could try indulging in the feeling of being rich. Furthermore, even a price of one million gold coins for the Blood Demon Heart would be dirt cheap.

A Blood Demon! A high-level fierce beast, whose combat prowess was in no way inferior to a high-level Flame Demon. Even Fabredis felt he only had a ten or twenty percent chance of winning against it.

The Potion Guild’s box fell into silence. Qian Jing resisted the urge to crane his neck to peek.

"Who could it be, bidding one hundred thousand gold coins?" Jeratata stroked his white goatee, his rat-like eyes darting around. "I just feel like this item looks somewhat familiar. Is this bidder that certain that it’s a Blood Demon Heart? What if it isn't..."

"I will go ask for you." A young apothecary beside Jeratata stood up and walked out of the box, heading straight for Qian Jing’s box, hearing his Deputy Head call out a new bid of one hundred and fifty thousand gold coins behind him.

"Two hundred thousand!" Qian Jing had just called out when he saw the door of his box being pushed open, and a young apothecary entered.

"Greetings, I am here on behalf of our Potion Guild Master to ask why you are offering such a high price for this gem?"