42: Is the opportunity here?

"Old Grandfather, please don't be angry. I... I was just blinded by jealousy!"

With a slap, he fiercely struck himself across the face, yet there was no pain in his expression; instead, he squeezed out a few hints of remorse and self-reproach.

"Think about it, who am I, Tang Sang? I am the Son of Destiny! I am blessed with great Luck, and my future achievements are limitless!

But today, I was outshone by someKid who appeared out of nowhere, watching as two peerless Fairies, who should have belonged to me, were completely obedient to him! I simply cannot swallow this injustice!"

"Old Grandfather, I know you have shown me immense kindness. Rest assured, I, Tang Sang, am by no means an ungrateful person!"

He changed the subject, lowered his voice, and said in an extremely seductive tone: "You are currently just a wisp of a Soul, which is not a long-term solution.

When my Cultivation reaches Major Achievement and I ascend to the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, I will search through all the heavens and myriad realms to find the 'Nine-Turn Soul Revival Grass', 'Immortal Phoenix Blood', and 'Innate Dao Embryo' for you, to forge an unparalleled, indestructible, and supreme Physical Body for you!

By then, you and I, master and Disciple, will rule the world. Won't that be splendid!"

This grand promise precisely struck the softest and most yearning part of the Old Grandfather's heart.

A new Physical Body... This was something he had yearned for day and night.

The Soul in the ring fell into a long silence. He knew thisKid was being glib and exploiting his desires.

But... what if? What if thisKid, who was blessed with great Luck, could actually do it?

He had no other choice.

"Alas..."

A sigh, as if all strength had been exhausted, echoed in Tang Sang's mind.

"Enough, enough... The fortune I have accumulated throughout my life, I had intended to use it to reshape my own Physical Body... Now, I can only bet it all on you."

No sooner had the words fallen than a Storage Pouch, shimmering with brilliant golden light, appeared out of thin air before Tang Sang.

The Spiritual Qi fluctuations emanating from the Storage Pouch were far more profound than any Magic Treasure Tang Sang had seen before.

"Inside is all my lifelong savings, totaling... fifty million High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Kid, this is the last time. Take care of yourself... Please, please do not provoke that man again..."

The Old Grandfather's voice became incredibly weak, as if he had finished giving his last instructions, and then fell silent once more.

"Fifty million!!!"

Tang Sang's breathing instantly became heavy.

He immediately extended his Divine Sense into the Storage Pouch, and after confirming it was correct, his eyes were filled with greed.

"Hahaha! This is more like it!!"

"Not provoke him? What a joke! With these fifty million Spirit Stones, in this Tianshu City, I am the Heavens! Today, I will make that pretty boy understand what despair is!"

He once again cast his gaze towards the 'heaven character qian private box' private box, a sinister smile etched on his face... Meanwhile, inside the 'heaven character qian private box' private box.

The level of luxury here was far beyond what the previous private box could compare to.

The floor was covered with warm, smooth jade, the walls were inlaid with luminous pearls that automatically gathered Spiritual Qi, and the air was filled with a refreshing and calming sandalwood incense. Just breathing here made one feel their Cultivation slowly increasing.

But neither Mu Qingxue nor Luo Ximei's gaze lingered on these rare treasures for even a moment; they simply stared blankly at the man leisurely sipping tea.

"Qiuyue is certainly making a booming business."

Su Lin put down his teacup and smiled faintly, a hint of satisfaction in his tone.

He had, of course, also noticed the malevolent gaze from the other private box, almost piercing through the crystal wall.

He merely found it somewhat amusing, like a Dragon not caring about the futile angry roars of an ant beneath its feet.

Just then, the auction below officially began.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower's century-old special auction!"

The chief auctioneer was a graceful and charming beautiful woman, whose Cultivation had reached the Void Refining Stage. Her voice was clear and highly infectious.

"Without further ado, let's look at the first item!"

As the red cloth was unveiled, a flowing, radiant azure Immortal Sword, exuding chilling Qi, appeared before everyone's eyes.

"A Low Grade Immortal Artifact, 'azure frost'!

This sword is forged from thousand-year-old profound ice iron, supplemented with Phoenix feathers, and is especially suitable for Fellow Daoists who Cultivate ice-type Cultivation Techniques!

Starting bid, one million High-Grade Spirit Stones! Each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand!"

"One million one hundred thousand!"

"One million three hundred thousand!"

...Bidding voices rose and fell, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Inside the 'heaven character qian private box' private box, Mu Qingxue's gaze did linger on the 'azure frost' sword for a moment, but then it returned to tranquility.

Su Lin took in her subtle expression and spoke calmly: "This sword, though seemingly understated in its brilliance, is in fact all flash and no substance.

The swordsmith attempted to imitate the ancient 'Layered Wave Forging Method' but failed to grasp its essence, resulting in many blocked Spiritual Qi nodes within the sword body, reducing its power to less than one-tenth of what it should be.

In your hands, it wouldn't even last three moves before shattering; it's not worth mentioning."

His words were concise and to the point, yet they were like an enlightenment.

Mu Qingxue's last trace of inner turmoil completely subsided, and she respectfully said: "Disciple has learned."

Luo Ximei, on the other hand, chuckled foolishly beside him: "A piece of junk, yet these people are fighting over it. How amusing."

The three sat calmly, leisurely sipping fragrant tea, watching the fierce bidding downstairs, as if observing a lively scene that had nothing to do with them.

However, their calm and indifferent demeanor was interpreted by Tang Sang in the other private box in a completely opposite way!

Tang Sang had been staring intently at Su Lin's private box.

He clearly saw that the beautiful woman, as cold as a Fairy (Mu Qingxue), had stared at the 'azure frost' sword for a long time!

He immediately concocted a grand drama in his mind: The Fairy loved the precious sword, but the man beside her was short on funds and couldn't bid for it, so he could only feign composure and maintain his pride!

"Hahaha! My chance has come!"

Tang Sang was ecstatic. He felt this was a perfect opportunity given to him by the Heavens to humiliate Su Lin and win the beauty's heart!

Seeing that the price of the 'azure frost' had already climbed to "two million eight hundred thousand," and the bidding voices were gradually thinning, Tang Sang knew it was his turn to make an entrance.

He suddenly stood up and, using all his strength, roared out a price:

"Five million!!"

This price, like a clap of thunder, instantly silenced the entire noisy venue!

Everyone was stunned by this crude bidding method! From two million eight hundred thousand directly to five million? Where did this wealthy patron come from?

In an instant, everyone's gaze collectively turned to Tang Sang's location.

Under the dead silence of the entire hall, Tang Sang immensely enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

He deliberately straightened his back, adjusted his robes, and declared loudly:

"Such a precious sword deserves a peerless beauty! A mere five million Spirit Stones, if it can win a Fairy's smile, is not worth mentioning!"