231: World Lord Level Package

Longyuan Fortress, Tianxing Auction House.

If Tianhuo Technology were a giant whale compared to the Star Sea, then the Tianxing Company would be the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

The Tianxing Company has industries spread across the core circles of the Eastern Universe, and its behind-the-scenes boss is one of the seven Cosmic Venerables, the Starfall Venerable.

The auction house is one of the main industries of the Tianxing Group.

Over a hundred years ago, right here in Longyuan Fortress, a Realm Lord Level supreme treasure once appeared.

Star Lord Level supreme treasures appear roughly four or five times every year.

Domain Lord Level armaments are basically available at every auction.

For most Domain Lord Levels, the Tianxing Auction House is the only place where they can acquire Domain Lord Level armaments.

The Tianxing Auction House is at least ninety percent responsible for the frontline battlefield being able to attract so many professional mercenaries.

He Ming and Shui Meng, wearing low-key Domain Lord Level battle armor, sat in a VIP private room.

Anyone who can sit in the VIP private room has had their assets verified by the auction house, with assets reaching the million-ton seven-colored star marrow crystal level.

The two of them are considered veterans in Longyuan Fortress; having spent over two hundred years here, there is basically no one who doesn't know them.

The reason they are so famous is, on one hand, their reputation as Level 7 mercenaries, and on the other, the frequency and efficiency with which they complete missions, which ranks first in the Mercenary Guild.

The team only has two people, yet they are ranked first, so the value of this accomplishment goes without saying.

Because the Mercenary Guild's registered professional mercenaries include quite a few Star Lord Level teams, and even teams led by Realm Lord Levels.

He glanced at the list of items for tonight's auction, his target clear.

As the auction reached its midpoint, heavyweight items began to appear on the auction platform one after another.

The fan-shaped venue gradually became lively, with bidding sounds continuing incessantly.

"The next auction item, number 737, a female Stellar Level."

Three beams of light focused on the display stand, and a woman wearing thin gauze was pushed up.

She kept her head lowered, her long hair disheveled, and her curvy figure was faintly visible beneath the thin gauze.

She wore a collar around her neck, from which a chain extended that the auctioneer held in his hand.

This is a power-suppression collar specifically used to imprison Stellar Level slaves.

Although she possesses the recovery ability of a Stellar Level, she cannot use a shred of Star Power.

Even the right to commit suicide has been stripped away.

"This item comes from the Liuying Star Domain and has a very special constitution. Every so often, a special energy is produced within her body. Through..., it can allow a Domain Lord Level to increase their cultivation speed; within a thousand years, it can increase cultivation speed by at least ten percent!"

"The starting price is one hundred thousand tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal, and each bid increment must not be less than one thousand tons!"

A wave of discussion broke out in the venue, but there were very few people bidding.

"One hundred thousand tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal? This price is not worth it; I could assemble a harem army with that..."

"If it really can increase one's cultivation speed by ten percent over a thousand years, it's certainly worth a try."

"The problem lies there. Who knows if it actually has that effect? You can't exactly come back to return it after a thousand years."

"There really are people who believe it? If this woman truly had such an ability, it would definitely be worth more than one hundred thousand tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal. Why would the seller be willing to take it out to sell?"

"That is indeed the case."

He Ming picked up the Terminal issued by the auction house and entered a line of numbers.

The auctioneer's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted: "Guest number 76 bids 500,000 tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal. Is there anyone else bidding!"

"Five hundred thousand? Are they crazy?"

"We just saw 120,000 earlier!"

"This person must be stupid; money isn't meant to be spent like that."

Many people in the venue looked up at the second-floor VIP seats and quickly found He Ming and Shui Meng at number 76.

"It's actually them, the siblings with the surname Shui."

A blonde youth wearing green battle armor beside him asked in confusion: "Who?"

"You don't even know them? You must be new here."

"Hurry up and tell me."

"The siblings with the surname Shui, two Level 7 mercenaries who have dominated the Mercenary Guild's team contribution list for over 150 years."

"It's actually them!"

On the display stand, the woman bound by the collar kept her head lowered, her expression numb, as if she had lost her soul, motionless, allowing the auctioneer to display her at will.

On the third floor, a slightly chubby middle-aged man gave a new price.

The auctioneer's voice became even more high-pitched, and he raised his hand toward the third floor.

"The honorable VIP guest number 13 bids 600,000 tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal!"

"Any..."

Before the auctioneer could finish, the price displayed on the auction platform's Terminal updated once again.

"Guest number 76 bids 1,000,000 tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the venue immediately became lively.

One million tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal—this is already the price of a standard Domain Lord Level armament.

"This price... is too outrageous."

"Indeed, even if this woman could really allow a Domain Lord Level to increase their cultivation speed, it couldn't possibly be worth one million tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal."

On the third floor.

The slightly chubby middle-aged man in fine clothing had a cold glint flash in his eyes as he looked at the backs of He Ming and Shui Meng at number 76 on the second floor.

He did not continue to bid; although one million tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal was nothing to him, this one million was enough for him to hire a Realm Lord Level to take action once through the black market.

The slightly chubby middle-aged man sneered as he operated his Terminal, found the name noted as 'Blood Fang,' and quickly typed and sent a message.

【One million tons of seven-colored star marrow crystal. Help me kill someone. He has two women with him, one Star Lord Level and one Stellar Level. I only want the Stellar Level one; you can handle the Star Lord Level one yourself.】

In less than two seconds.

【Deal.】

In the end, the Stellar Level slave was purchased by He Ming for the price of one million seven-colored star marrow crystal.

After completing the transaction, He Ming brought the Stellar Level female slave back to their residence.

"Shui Meng, get her a change of clothes."

"Alright, boss."

Before long, the Stellar Level female slave, now wearing a black and white dress, was brought into He Ming's room.

"Boss, when do you think we will be able to catch that big fish?"

He Ming raised his hand to check the time on his smart bracelet and said casually: "Soon."

"Zhuo Mengxuan."

The Stellar Level slave bound by the collar suddenly raised her head, looking at He Ming in disbelief.

It had been too long since anyone had called her by that name.

"You..."

Zhuo Mengxuan's voice was somewhat hoarse, perhaps because she hadn't spoken in so long that she had almost forgotten how to articulate sounds.

"No need to be surprised; cooperate well, and perhaps you will still have a chance to gain your freedom."

Zhuo Mengxuan could not quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Regain freedom?

At this moment, the doorbell rang outside.

In the room, light and shadow intertwined, projecting a virtual image of a waiter pushing a dining cart, waiting patiently outside the door.

"Mr. Shui, your ordered meal has arrived."

The corners of He Ming's mouth turned up slightly. He checked the time; it was exactly 12:00 noon—the timing was perfect, not a second off.

"The Realm Lord Level set meal... has arrived."