Online Game: Evil Dragon Against The Heaven - 230
Jiu Yue’s smile broadened, “The current bid is 3 million gold coins. Does anyone wish to offer a higher price? 3 million for the first time… 3 million for the second time… 3 million for the third time! Congratulations, Mr. Zang Shen, this 『Huaxia’s Number One Dagger』, the Tiger Fang Blade, now belongs to you.”
“I am honored” Zang Shen replied with an unchanging smile, standing up gracefully, his demeanor gentle and his posture not imposing at all.
“Mr. Zang Shen, please hold on before the transaction is completed, I have something to say” Jiu Yue nodded slightly and continued, “Firstly, my lady, the owner of the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce, Liu Qi Yue, has some words for Mr. Zang Shen. My lady is very grateful for the support of all friends from the Divine Domain Alliance. While others looked down on the Seven Moons Chamber, Mr. Zang Shen not only had five hundred friends from the Divine Domain Alliance attend our first auction but also graced the event with his presence. My lady is deeply moved and asked me to express her gratitude to Mr. Zang Shen and all friends from the Divine Domain Alliance who attended. This Tiger Fang Blade was initially not intended to be auctioned…My lady said, given Mr. Zang Shen’s capabilities and determination, he would undoubtedly be the one to win it. If Mr. Zang Shen wins the bid, then this Tiger Fang Blade will be gifted to Mr. Zang Shen as a token of appreciation for supporting the Seven Moons Chamber.”
The auction hall fell completely silent, numerous envious glances directed at Zang Shen.
Zang Shen was initially surprised, then his smile grew even wider, and although he maintained a calm exterior, his heart was swelling with excitement…This was a recognition from Liu Qi Yue, a gesture of goodwill… and it was the first time Liu Qi Yue had given him something so precious.
The Tiger Fang Blade was not just given to Zang Shen before the auction but was presented after he won it, giving the gesture a completely different significance. It not only allowed Zang Shen to demonstrate his strength, but the post-auction gift also saved face for Zang Shen and the entire Divine Domain Alliance. It was foreseeable how much Tian Zhi Zi would regret his earlier decisions upon seeing this.
Zang Shen approached the stage; the auction turned into a gift exchange that required a direct, face-to-face transaction. Accepting the Tiger Fang Blade from Jiu Yue’s hands, Zang Shen said, “Please thank your lady for me. This dagger will accompany me until the end of the Destiny World… If possible, I hope this wonderful game world never reaches its conclusion.”
Zang Shen didn’t waste this opportunity to express his feelings, and his words, coupled with his looks and status, accelerated the heartbeats of countless young women, filling them with envy. Jiu Yue nodded with a smile, “I will convey your words accurately. Also, my lady has one more message for you: she hopes this Tiger Fang Blade will motivate you to reach level 20 as quickly as possible.”
Zang Shen nodded, returning to his seat with a smile radiant as spring, but beneath the calm surface, his emotions were turbulent. He felt more than ever that his decision to personally attend the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce’s auction was absolutely the right one.
“Sigh, Big Sis’s methods are as sharp as ever. No wonder the Yun family and the Dugu family have pursued her for so many years without success, yet still refuse to give up. And this time, Big Sis clearly wants to expand the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce. With the backing of the Divine Domain Alliance, many things will become much easier” Zuo Po Jun shook his head, speaking in a very low voice.
“Indeed… Big Sis can toy with any man in the palm of her hand, even if he were truly a Tian Zhi Zi or a Shen Zhi Zi… Yet, she alone cannot control the one person she cares about the most. Ugh! Is this the wonder of the world? Oh… I suddenly really want to know, where is the one person who could make me care?”
Ye Tian Xie: “……”
“Are you talking about a man or a woman?” Zuo Po Jun leaned over and asked calmly.
Murong Qiu Shui gave Zuo Po Jun an exceptionally sorrowful gaze. After just three seconds, Zuo Po Jun’s heart began to tighten. Murong Qiu Shui’s eyes became misty, his lips slightly curled, and he slowly lowered his head, his voice as faint as a mosquito’s whisper: “Third Brother, look at the way you’re asking… I spend every day sticking to you, and you really can’t tell who I’m talking about…?”
After speaking, he once again gave Zuo Po Jun a gaze filled with a level of grievance that surpassed that of a forlorn woman locked in her boudoir a thousand times over…
Zuo Po Jun forcibly resisted the urge to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. He clenched his lips, gritted his teeth, and didn’t utter a single sound. His countless experiences had taught him that in moments like this, the best option was to shut up and not say a single word, or else…
“Hmph!” Murong Qiu Shui let out a soft snort and turned his head away.
Ye Tian Xie was drenched in cold sweat, staring intently at the stage, wisely pretending he had heard nothing. Truth be told, both Zuo Po Jun and Murong Qiu Shui had personalities vastly different from normal people. There was no need to say much about Murong Qiu Shui, but as for Zuo Po Jun… in front of those he truly cared about, he appeared honest and approachable, sometimes even a little naive, completely lacking the airs of the eldest son of the Zuo family. But in front of others outside this select group… he was more arrogant than the most domineering young masters of Beijing. And when he was enraged, he was even more fearsome than a ruthless tyrant.
However, Zuo Po Jun’s heart was relatively soft—at the very least, he had never killed anyone. Murong Qiu Shui, on the other hand… the number of souls under his hand was far beyond ten or eight.
“And now, we begin the auction for the third piece of gold equipment. Friends, please look at the big screen.”
On the screen, a long spear wrapped in a dark, eerie aura appeared:
Wang Ling Zhi Qiang (Spear of the Undead): Gold-tier weapon, Requirements: Level 15 Warrior class. A spear infused with the breath of death, unleashing terrifying undead power upon attack. Attributes: Attack +70, Strength +18, deals 30–50 points of death-type damage on attack, 5% chance to inflict Confusion for 3–5 seconds on attack, 1% chance to trigger Instant Death on attack.
“A spear is the soul of a spear warrior. Judging from both its appearance and its attributes, I imagine everyone here is eager to get their hands on it. No need for more words—let the bidding begin. The starting price for the Spear of the Undead is—200,000 gold coins!”
A level 15 gold-tier spear, starting at a price even higher than a level 20 gold dagger, but no one found this surprising. Level 15 equipment was currently what players needed the most.
Having been closely monitoring the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce auction, Tian Zhi Zi could no longer sit still. He grabbed his communicator and roared, “Listen to me! You must win that Spear of the Undead for me, no matter the cost! Even if it goes up to 5 million, just get it! Do you understand!?”
On the other side of the communicator, two members of Wings That Obstruct the Heavens exchanged helpless glances before replying bitterly, “Young Master… the auction tickets have been sold out for a long time. We’ve begged and pleaded, but they still won’t let us in.”
“WHAT!! You still haven’t gotten in!?”
“Y-y-young master, please don’t be mad! We were afraid you’d get angry, so we—”
“Idiots!” Tian Zhi Zi (Son of Heaven) slammed his fist onto the table, his face dark and menacing as he roared, “I don’t care what you have to do! If you don’t win that spear for me, don’t bother coming back!”
Tian Zhi Zi’s class was none other than Spear Warrior.
Among the warrior classes in Destiny World, there were fewer spear warriors than sword warriors, since swords were more commonly used and felt more natural to wield. However, spears were undeniably the most stylish weapons. And this Spear of the Undead, with its mysterious and dangerous aura of death, only enhanced its already cool appearance, making countless spear warriors clench their fists, eyes gleaming with desire, saliva nearly dripping from their mouths. Even some sword warriors were starting to regret not choosing the spear path. If they could wield this spear, they wouldn’t just gain immense power—they’d become the center of attention wherever they went—most importantly, attracting the attention of beautiful women.
For a moment, countless eager eyes locked onto the Spear of the Undead… yet, a strange scene unfolded—no one placed a bid.
The first two pieces of gold equipment—a level 15 top and a level 20 gold weapon—were both sold for a sky-high price of 3 million. Moreover, the buyers both made their bids at the last moment, taking everyone by surprise, while those in the earlier chaotic bidding seemed as if they had merely played the role of background characters, setting the stage for these dramatic final bids…
No one wanted to be that kind of supporting character again. Those who coveted the Spear of the Undead but lacked the financial strength to bid could only drool silently… because anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this spear’s overall value far surpassed that of the previous two gold-tier items.
Jiu Yue didn’t panic over the sudden silence in the room. After a brief five-second pause, she smiled and said, “Since none of our friends here seem interested in this Spear of the Undead, I will now withdraw it…”
“Ah… wait, I bid 500,000!”
“Damn it… No! I bid 1 million…”
“800,000… I’ll take it for 800,000!”
“Please don’t… I’ll put everything I have—680,000!”
Before Jiu Yue could even finish her sentence, a frenzy erupted. Hundreds of voices overlapped in an instant, causing complete chaos as no one could even distinguish who was bidding what. Moments ago, they had all kept their composure, but the second they heard it might be withdrawn, they panicked like ants on a hot pan, itching to rush onto the stage.
***
Outside the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce Auction Hall:
“Two lovely sisters, two kind grand madams… I’m begging you, just let me in this once. 10,000! I’ll pay 10,000 gold coins, is that not enough!?”
Hearing the uproar inside, the Wings That Obstruct the Heavens member sent by Tian Zhi Zi wore a miserable expression as he pleaded with the two receptionists. Ever since he had joined Wings That Obstruct the Heavens, he had always walked with pride and prestige, never once feeling so utterly humiliated in front of outsiders. But now, under his young master’s strict orders, he had no choice but to bow his head as low as possible.
“I’ve already told you many times, all the tickets have been sold out. If you want to enter, you’ll have to wait until after 9:30.” The young receptionist on the left said with a smile.
“…I beg you, if I can get in after 9:30, then surely I can get in now too…” Suddenly, he remembered that after 9:30, the ticket price would increase to 40,000 gold coins, so he quickly said, “Two sisters, I’ll pay 50,000 gold coins—will that work?”