87: Chapter 87: A Fortune is Spent, and the Dust Settles

"Seventy-one thousand."

This number drifted out from the Heaven No. 1 private room, light as a cloud and calm as the wind.

The voice was not loud, yet it was like an invisible giant hand, instantly clutching the throats of everyone present!

After experiencing a brief silence, the entire auction venue... completely erupted!

"Heavens! Still following! He still dares to follow!"

"Seventy-one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones! This... this Gu Family, who on earth are they? Could it be that their Spirit Stones were blown in by the wind?!"

"Crazy! Completely crazy! For a mere Profound-Grade Spirit Medicine, is it worth it?!"

Down below, the seating area was already in an uproar.

Everyone looked at the two top-tier private rooms, which had long since turned bloodshot with rage, with eyes as if they were looking at lunatics.

And the distinguished guests upstairs, at this moment, had their expressions long since replaced by gravity and shock.

They knew very well.

This auction had long since transcended the value of the item itself.

This was a life-or-death gamble between two emerging forces and an old prestigious Family, a matter concerning face and Luck!

"You... you..."

Inside the Heaven No. 3 private room, Chen Xuanfeng extended a trembling finger, pointing in the direction of Gu Yan's private room, his face flushed red from blood rushing to his head, filled with disbelief!

How could he still dare to follow?!

How could he... still be able to follow?!

Seventy thousand Spirit Stones was the limit he had barely scraped together by embezzling the Family's working capital for several quarters and even mortgaging several shops under his name!

He had originally thought that this price would be enough to completely crush the outsider bumpkin!

Yet he did not expect...

The opponent was, unexpectedly... still wearing that same... light, calm, and composed expression?!

An unprecedented sense of humiliation, mixed with the fear of imminent defeat, surged straight to the top of his head!

No!

I cannot lose!

I, Chen Xuanfeng, cannot lose!

My Chen Family, even more so, cannot lose to a mongrel who popped out from nowhere!

"Eight..."

He ground his back molars, almost squeezing his final trump card out from between his teeth!

However, just at this moment.

An aged, yet incredibly steady hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Enough, Xuanfeng."

An old man in a grey robe, who had been sitting behind him, eyes closed in meditation, seemingly ignoring everything outside, slowly opened his eyes.

This person was precisely one of the only two surviving Foundation Establishment Stage Old Ancestors of the Chen Family!

"Old Ancestor..." Chen Xuanfeng felt as if he had found his backbone upon seeing the old man, yet he was filled with unwillingness.

"This boy... is not simple." The Chen Family Ancestor's eyes were cloudy, yet they seemed able to discern everything. "His financial resources are unfathomable. To continue competing will only plunge my Chen Family into a state of eternal damnation."

"Are we just going to swallow this insult?" Chen Xuanfeng's fingernails dug deeply into his palms.

"A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late." The Chen Family Ancestor's eyes were gloomy. "The auction is merely a minor Dao. The true outcome does not lie here."

"I would like to see if he, an outsider, has the life to... take this ice heart grass out of Baifeng City!"

Chen Xuanfeng shuddered upon hearing this, instantly understanding the Old Ancestor's meaning!

The expression of unwillingness twisted on his face, slowly replaced by a more venomous, more cruel cold sneer.

That's right!

What if he won at the auction?

Only the dead are considered losers!

...

On the high platform, the auctioneer Great Master Duobao had long been stimulated by this epic wealth duel, his face flushed red, and his whole body trembling slightly from excessive excitement!

He raised the auction gavel in his hand, using all his strength, roaring at the top of his lungs!

"Seventy-one thousand! Senior Gu from Heaven No. 1 bids... seventy-one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Is there any more! Is there any price higher than this?!"

His gaze burned as he looked toward the direction of the Heaven No. 3 private room.

However, this time.

The arrogant and domineering voice did not ring out again.

The entire Heaven No. 3 private room fell into a deathly silence.

They conceded!

The Chen Family... conceded!

"Seventy-one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones... once!"

Great Master Duobao's voice echoed within the silent venue.

"Seventy-one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones... twice!"

His arm was raised high!

"Is there any other Fellow Daoist who wishes to compete with Senior Gu?!"

No one answered.

Everyone was so shocked by this astronomical price, enough to crush everything, that they were deathly silent.

"Good!"

"Then, I declare!"

"This High Grade Profound-Grade Spirit Medicine, ice heart grass..."

"Clang—!!!"

A sound of the gavel falling, incredibly heavy and incredibly loud, exploded!

One strike, the outcome is decided!

"Belongs to... Senior Gu in Heaven No. 1 private room!!!"

Whoosh—!!!

Only until this moment did the atmosphere, suppressed to the extreme, finally erupt completely!

The entire venue, like boiling water into which a bomb had been dropped, instantly erupted!

"It's sold! It's really sold!"

"Seventy-one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones! My heavens! This is probably the highest transaction price in the Baifeng City auction in nearly a hundred years!"

"The Gu Family... what is the origin of this Gu Family?! Too... too terrifying!"

Everyone's faces were filled with shock and awe!

They knew.

From today on, the landscape of the three great Families of Baifeng City, perhaps...

Is about to be rewritten!

And inside the Heaven No. 1 private room.

The moment Leng Yuechan heard the sound of the gavel, her tense, delicate body suddenly went limp.

An unprecedented sense of ecstasy and excitement, like a tide, completely submerged her!

In her cold, clear phoenix eyes, she could no longer hold back two lines of... crystalline tears that rolled down.

She looked at the man beside her, who had been calm and composed from start to finish, as if he had only done a trivial thing. Her lips moved, wanting to say something, but her throat felt as if it were blocked by something, and she could not utter a single word.

And Jin Feiyan let out a long sigh of relief.

A radiant, heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

She knew that this time, she had bet correctly!

This true Dragon of the Gu Family was far more...

Unfathomable than she had imagined!

Only Gu Yan.

On his face, there was still a calm smile.

He just slowly picked up the Spirit Wine on the table, which had long since gone cold, and drank it all in one gulp.

Outside the window was the deafening, thunderous clamor.

And in his heart, it was a piece of...

Untroubled calm.

Because he knew.

All of this was still just...

A beginning.