Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 99 Auction (5)

Li Muyun noticed the emotional fluctuations in Qian Renxue's eyes. He gently held her hand that was trembling with anger and said with a gentle look, "Don't get me wrong, Qian Renxue. What I value is not her fragility, but the power hidden in her body - the mutant martial spirit."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, her eyes showing a mixture of anger and confusion, but she could not hide her complex emotions towards Li Muyun's decision. "It's better this way!"

She whispered these words, her tone showing both reluctance and helplessness. At this moment, someone in the auction hall could no longer hold back and broke the silence.

"One hundred and ten thousand gold soul coins!" A middle-aged man in elegant clothes stood up, his eyes fixed greedily on the girl in the iron cage, as if he had already regarded her as a treasure in his pocket. His voice echoed in the auction hall, with an unquestionable determination to win.

Then, another young man who looked like a weak scholar also spoke up, his voice was light but firm: "One hundred and twenty thousand gold soul coins, I will definitely get this girl."

His words revealed a determination that should not be underestimated, and he seemed to have extraordinary expectations for this mutated martial arts girl.

At this time, the bidding price has increased to 160,000 gold soul coins, and it seems that it is still increasing.

The auctioneer said, "One hundred and seventy thousand. A red VIP has bid one hundred and seventy thousand gold soul coins. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

"One hundred and eighty thousand, okay, there is a white one, ah, the white VIP bids for one hundred and eighty thousand."

The auctioneer had exclaimed more than once that white represented the lowest bidder, but since the auction began, there had always been a white bidder participating in the auction, and even more strangely, his account had never shown any signs of overdraft. This meant that the other party had the ability to bid.

"I want to see who dares to snatch it from me." Prince Xuexing, who was sitting next to Li Muyun, stood up suddenly and looked towards the white area behind.

Prince Xuexing's eyes were wide open and his body was slightly leaning forward, like a beast ready to pounce on the "white VIP" who dared to provoke him.

However, when his gaze penetrated the crowd and finally fell on that corner, all his anger and arrogance froze in an instant.

The white bidder was dressed simply and had a pretty face, but he had an indifferent temperament that could not be ignored. His eyes did not fluctuate at all because of Prince Xuexing's glare, as if this auction, and even the hustle and bustle of the entire auction hall, had nothing to do with him.

The most shocking thing was that there was a white-haired man standing next to him. Although he did not look at Prince Xuexing, the cold aura that he inadvertently revealed made Prince Xuexing feel inexplicably chilled in his heart.

The auctioneer's voice sounded again, with a hint of excitement and expectation, echoing in every corner of the auction hall: "180,000 gold soul coins, is there a higher bid? This is a rare mutant martial soul girl, the opportunity is not to be missed, the time will not come again!"

Her eyes swept across the room and finally stopped on Li Muyun, as if she had a premonition of something.

As the auctioneer asked the third time, the entire auction hall fell into a brief silence, with only the flickering candlelight and mottled light and shadows.

At this decisive moment, Li Muyun slowly stood up. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, but they carried with them a majesty that could not be ignored.

His eyes passed through the crowd and met the auctioneer. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he spoke in a clear and firm voice: "Two hundred and fifty thousand gold soul coins."

As Li Muyun's "Two Hundred and Fifty Thousand Gold Soul Coins" fell with a loud thump, the entire auction hall seemed to be shaken by an invisible force. There was silence for a moment, and then an uproar broke out.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Muyun like a spotlight, and discussions arose one after another.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand? This is absolutely crazy!" A wealthy businessman dressed in brocade shook his head in amazement, his face full of disbelief.

"Hey, does this guy have too much money to spend?" The noble children who were watching were whispering to each other, with playful smiles on their lips and a gleam of watching the show in their eyes. Prince Xuexing sneered again and again, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips. He slowly stood up, his eyes were like knives, and he looked directly at Li Muyun, with unquestionable majesty in his voice: "You really don't know your place. Who do you think you are? Before bidding, did you find out who the object of your bidding is?"

Zhao Tianba sat at one side of the auction hall, his mouth curled up in a playful arc, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule for Li Muyun. He leaned back slightly, crossed his arms across his chest, as if he was watching a farce that was about to end. That look seemed to say, "This guy is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers."

His eyes moved back and forth between Li Muyun and the handsome figure in the white area, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Zhao Tianba thought to himself, "This kid actually dared to snatch someone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master Ning Fengzhi. He is simply overestimating his own abilities. Sect Master Ning is a low-key person, but everyone knows his strength and status. This mutant spirit girl is probably already in his pocket."

A hint of surprise flashed across Ning Fengzhi's eyes. He had not seen Li Muyun's face in person, but that firm and calm voice was like a stream of clear water that penetrated the hustle and bustle of the auction hall and struck his heart directly.

He tilted his head slightly and looked through the gap in the half-open curtains, trying to catch the source of the sound, but he only caught a glimpse of a blurry back, standing out in the crowd.

Ning Fengzhi's lips curled up into a faint smile, which contained both admiration for Li Muyun's courage and a bit of interest in the unknown opponent.

After a moment, he pressed the button next to him again.

The auctioneer's voice sounded, "The VIP in the white area bids 260,000 gold soul coins. Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

The moment the auctioneer announced the new price, Li Muyun's eyes became deeper and more resolute. He raised his hand slightly, tapping the exquisite mahogany handrail beside him with his fingertips, and each tap seemed to resonate with the tense atmosphere in the auction hall.

The discussions around him seemed to have drifted away from him, leaving only his steady heartbeat and the decision he was about to make.

Li Muyun's voice sounded again, deep and powerful, with unquestionable firmness: "Three hundred thousand gold soul coins."

These words exploded in the auction hall like thunder. Everyone's eyes froze instantly, and even the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

There was no hesitation in Li Muyun's eyes, only the determination to capture the girl with the mutated martial spirit.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze slowly moved around the auction hall, and finally landed on the two children next to him - Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Although they were dressed simply, their innocence and tenacity could not be concealed. Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with sympathy for the girl.

Tang San clenched his fists, his eyes showing both determination and a hint of barely perceptible worry.

This tacit understanding and deep affection touched Ning Fengzhi inexplicably.

He sighed softly and scanned the entire room again, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

As the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he naturally has no shortage of a few hundred thousand gold soul coins, but what is more important is the reputation and image of the sect.

However, when his eyes met the two children again, an inexplicable sense of warmth and responsibility arose spontaneously.

(End of this chapter)