252: Auction Master

Auctioning a Venerable's Clone? This is no longer just a provocation; it's openly dragging Venerable Tianhe's face through the dirt!

Countless hidden ancient Families, secret scientific research institutions, and veteran Grandmasters all turned their greedy, fervent gazes towards Kunlun Base, which was about to become the world's focal point.

That was the key to a completely new Realm, an ultimate opportunity capable of transforming any force.

For this, they were willing to pay any price.

City of Frozen Ice, atop the White Tower.

"Why are you doing this?" Li Xue凝 slowly asked, looking at the man who had made this world-shaking decision.

"Fishing."

Su Lei uttered two words.

"Fishing?"

"Exactly."

Su Lei's gaze turned to the deep starry sky: "One fish is Venerable Tianhe."

"I have humiliated him in front of the whole world. With his arrogance, he will never remain indifferent."

"He will definitely come, and next time, it will certainly not be a Clone that can be easily captured."

"And the other fish are the small ones hidden within the Alliance, whose true strength we have never been able to ascertain."

"This auction is an irresistible temptation for them.

They will definitely try every possible way to participate. And I can use this opportunity to drag them out of the darkness, one by one, to see if they are human or ghost."

Li Xue凝 finally understood Su Lei's true intention.

This was a brilliant open scheme, killing three birds with one stone.

Forcing Venerable Tianhe to emerge from higher dimensions and confront him directly.

Using the auction to round up all the treacherous forces within the Alliance.

And incidentally, using the exorbitant resources paid by those forces to arm the expeditionary army that would soon confront the Abyssal Demon Whale.

This plan was undeniably grand and ruthless.

"Aren't you afraid of it backfiring?"

Li Xue凝 said with some concern, "At that time, it won't just be the riff-raff of the Alliance; even the Forgotten Ones Sect might send people."

"Wouldn't that be even better?"

Su Lei turned around, looked at her, and a cold arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

"It's perfect for achieving everything in one go.

Solving all the troubles at once also saves us from having our backyard catch fire when we embark on the expedition to the Abyss."

Kunlun Base, atop the White Tower.

Su Lei was making his final preparations.

Suddenly, an almost imperceptible ripple appeared in the space before him. An ancient-looking letter materialized out of thin air, quietly suspended.

This letter ignored the Law barrier of the White Tower, which was strong enough to withstand a Venerable's attack, and penetrated Li Xue凝's Ice Phoenix Domain, which could freeze all things. It just hung there, abruptly and directly, before him.

Su Lei's pupils contracted slightly.

He could feel that the letter itself was composed of an Order Law he had never seen before.

He reached out, and the letter paper felt cold and hard, neither metal nor stone.

There was no signature on the envelope.

Su Lei opened the envelope, and inside was a thin sheet of paper, also made of Law.

The letter paper contained only a single, solitary warning, with a sense of high and mighty judgment in the handwriting:

Commercial exploitation of historical protected units is prohibited.

Violators will be purged.

At the end, there was an hourglass mark made of light sand.

"Gravekeeper..."

Su Lei stared at the mark, uttering this ancient name from the Legacy memories of the previous epoch.

This was an organization more mysterious and ancient than the Forgotten Ones Sect, calling themselves the guardians of the Universe's order and the gatekeepers of the river of history.

Their duty was to ensure that every civilization proceeded towards its demise according to a predetermined script, and any 'virus' attempting to change history would be mercilessly purged by them.

This letter was their first warning.

Clearly, they regarded epochal relics like Venerable Tianhe as protected antiques.

"Interesting."

A cold, sharp smile appeared on Su Lei's lips.

This threatening letter not only failed to shake him but instead ignited an unprecedented Battle Intent.

With a casual squeeze, the Law letter paper, which should have been indestructible, was crushed into primordial energy powder in his hand, like Xuan paper.

"I'd like to see how you rats, hiding in the shadows of time, plan to purge me."

He remained unconcerned by this, and the Kunlun auction continued to be prepared in an orderly fashion.

However, Su Lei's uncompromising disregard for everything, while intimidating countless petty individuals, also gave some other ambitious figures a once-in-a-lifetime excuse.

Alliance's Southeast Military Region, Iron Stream City.

This city, famous for its steel and military industry, was now enveloped in a murderous atmosphere.

Armored hovercraft roared through the air, and heavily armed soldiers stood at every intersection.

Inside the Lord's Mansion, a secret meeting was underway.

At the head of the table sat a burly, defiant-looking middle-aged man, the Lord of Iron Stream City, Zhao Qingtian.

A commoner by birth, he had risen as a warlord in turbulent times through extraordinary talent and iron-fisted methods.

Below him sat representatives of financial groups and local generals from surrounding cities. These figures, who usually commanded great influence, now showed respect, even fear, towards Zhao Qingtian.

"Gentlemen..."

Zhao Qingtian's voice was as domineering and wild as he was: "I'm sure you all know that our guardian god, Su Lei, is going to auction the Clone of an ancient Venerable!"

No sooner had he spoken than a corpulent financial representative slammed his hand on the table, his face flushed: "He's crazy! Absolutely insane! A Venerable is a divine ancestor. Su Lei's action is blasphemy! It will incur divine wrath!"

"Exactly!"

Another officer indignantly chimed in: "Such perverse actions will surely bring disaster upon the Alliance! We absolutely cannot stand by and do nothing!"

For a moment, the conference room was filled with fervent indignation, with cries of condemnation rising one after another, as if Su Lei were already a tyrant whom everyone should execute, and they were the righteous army stepping forward.

Watching this scene, Zhao Qingtian nodded in satisfaction.

He had waited for this opportunity for a long time.

He gestured downwards, and the conference room instantly fell silent.

"You all speak very well!"

Zhao Qingtian's voice was highly inflammatory: "Su Lei is autocratic, promoting universal Cultivation, causing class chaos! Now he even wants to blaspheme. If this man is not removed, the Alliance is in danger! Humanity is in danger!"

He suddenly rose, and the terrifying aura of a Great Grandmaster erupted, engulfing the entire room!

"Today, I, Zhao Qingtian, hereby decide! To raise an army in the name of purging the corrupt and protecting the Alliance!"

"We will use force to stop that insane auction and wash away the shame the tyrant has brought upon the Alliance with blood! Gentlemen, are you willing to follow me and achieve this great cause that will go down in history?"

Under the powerful aura and inflammatory words, everyone rose, raising their arms and shouting:

"We are willing to follow the City Lord, even to our deaths!"

"Purge the corrupt! Protect the Alliance!"

On that day, Zhao Qingtian sent a telegram to the Alliance in the name of the Southeast Military Region Alliance, enumerating Su Lei's atrocities and announcing that he would use force to stop the auction.

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