170: Game of forces

A Divine Beast that descended into the Inner Realm with its own bone structure. Such talent, if it matures, would be enough to become the core of a faction.

At this moment, whether it was the thousands of beings in the hall below or the top powers in the private rooms upstairs, they all erupted.

"I bid one million two hundred thousand."

"One million five hundred thousand."

"One million seven hundred thousand."

"..."

Voices rose and fell, quickly pushing the price of the furball past three million.

At the price of three million, it had actually exceeded the total savings of many veteran Rank 13 powerhouses.

Therefore, from then on, almost everyone who could bid was from the major powers.

"We, the Spirit Killing Palace, bid three million five hundred thousand."

To the right of Qingyang, who was also in the first row, a powerhouse with a grim face and peak Rank 13 strength suddenly increased the bid by five hundred thousand.

A Rank 14 Divine Beast with its own bone structure, if nurtured, would definitely be a top-tier combat force for these powers.

"The Star Reverence Sect bids three million eight hundred thousand zhen crystal."

"The Flowing Sand Blood Faction bids four million."

"..."

The competition between the major powers left Qingyang silent; he just watched the small cage above that held the furball.

It wasn't until the furball's price broke through six million zhen crystal that a private room upstairs suddenly made a bid.

"Xi Ze City bids seven million."

Among the Inner Realm's Five Great Powers, aside from the difference in the Middle Faction, the other four major powers follow the layout of the Thirty-Six Cities.

When Qingyang first arrived at the West Faction's Thirty-Six Cities, he had already greeted the various cities, but he hadn't mentioned that the furball had broken through to Rank 14.

After all, upon reaching Rank 14, its inherent strength, once it matures, undergoes a qualitative leap that simply cannot be measured by resources.

At this moment, Qingyang couldn't sit still any longer and immediately looked at Shidian beside him.

Noticing Qingyang's gaze, Shidian meowed twice and said nonchalantly, "You can use all my resources, but there's one condition: for one million zhen crystal, you have to help me gain a hundred years of lifespan."

The way the Time-Eating Race gains lifespan is by killing beings with sufficient lifespan and obtaining one-tenth of the opponent's lifespan.

For example, Qingyang currently has three thousand nine hundred years of lifespan, but due to injuries from major battles and other reasons, he only has two thousand years of lifespan remaining.

And Qingyang has already lived for one thousand years, so if he were killed, one would only obtain one-tenth of Qingyang's remaining one thousand years of lifespan, which is one hundred years.

Hearing Shidian's words, Qingyang nodded heavily and, at the same time, let out the heart that had been hanging in his chest.

After all, without the support of the little fellow Shidian, Qingyang would simply be unable to compete with the powers of the major cities for the furball.

At this moment, listening to the price soaring, Qingyang's energy surged around him, and he said with extreme dominance, "Ten million zhen crystal."

The sudden increase of several million zhen crystal caused the thousands of beings in the hall to turn their heads and look at Qingyang.

Even the powerhouses in the thirty-six private rooms above, who were unwilling to show their faces, lowered their heads to look at the skeletal dragon in the first row of the hall.

"Eleven million."

Upstairs, the fourth private room continued to increase the bid.

Without waiting for others to speak, Qingyang immediately followed up by saying, "Fifteen million zhen crystal."

Two consecutive large increases in the bid had given everyone present a signal: Qingyang absolutely had to buy the furball.

"Hmph~"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the first private room.

"In my West Faction's territory, do you people from the North Faction want to get involved? Sixteen million."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Sheng and Jin Hua, who were beside Qingyang, showed embarrassed expressions.

As for Qingyang, his voice still rang out without any fluctuation.

"I wouldn't dare. It is our companion from Blue Star, the kind of closest companion who has faced life and death with us. Although I am from Bei Guan City of the North Faction, we are here this time only to find our companion, nothing more. Twenty million."

As the number twenty million was spoken, the entire massive auction hall suddenly became so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

To be honest, Qingyang didn't understand what was going on with this strange phenomenon.

Time slowly passed. The four golden lions on the platform didn't know what to do, their large heads occasionally looking up at the private rooms above.

At a certain moment, an aura that caused thousands of powerhouses throughout the auction hall to feel a simultaneous sinking in their hearts appeared, and a voice also rang out at the same time.

"Twenty-five million, little fellow. The West Faction is the West Faction. If you want to take it from my West Faction's hands, this old man will not agree."

Although he couldn't see the other party's face, just from the aura they emitted, Qingyang was one hundred percent certain that their strength had definitely reached Rank 15 or higher.

At this point, resources seemed to have little effect; instead, it was a competition of one's own strength.

"What should I do?" Qingyang muttered to himself.

"What's this about the West Faction? This little fellow already said it's its companion, how can you be so shameless? Little skeletal dragon, feel free to bid boldly,"

Our North Faction has never been afraid of anyone!"

Another voice rang out, its aura directly confronting that of the previous super powerhouse.

Hearing this voice, Qingyang immediately spoke up: "Thirty million, senior, who are you?"

"Easy to say, easy to say. I'm the Deputy City Lord of Bei Guan City whom you've never met. My name is Purple Light. Little fellow, don't you know that our identity tokens are just simple identity tokens? Remember,"

When you're out and about, don't bring shame to our Bei Guan City. Fair competition is acceptable, but if anyone dares to use their power to suppress others, I will lead a large army tomorrow and flatten this West Earth Auction House in West Yun City."

"What? The Deputy City Lord of Bei Guan City?" Qingyang exclaimed in shock.

Having been in Bei Guan City for so long, the highest-ranking person Qingyang had ever seen was merely an Enforcer.

Above the Enforcer were the two Deputy City Lords, and then the City Lord.

This was the power structure of Bei Guan City.

The dominance of the Deputy City Lord of Bei Guan City instantly silenced the entire auction hall.

And Qingyang stared intently at the private room above, hoping the other party wouldn't bid again.

It wasn't until a long time later that the four golden lions on the platform, as if receiving instructions, quickly livened up the atmosphere and spoke loudly.

"Alright, then the final item is about to begin. It is a set of..."

On Qingyang's side, as soon as he confirmed that the furball was successfully auctioned, he went directly to the back of the auction house to complete the transaction.

After Shidian took out the full thirty million zhen crystal and handed them to the Staff, Qingyang also carefully received the furball immediately.

Due to the power struggle among the major figures, Qingyang didn't dare to linger. After protecting the furball, he left the auction house immediately and headed for the Flowing Land.

However, no matter how low-key Qingyang and the others were, because they could instantly produce thirty million zhen crystal, they were ultimately targeted by some interested parties.

Facing these powers, Qingyang, who had already arrived at the Flowing Land, immediately sneered, "When you're sleepy, someone brings you a pillow. Just in time to recover some losses."