Chapter 816 - 814: Storm Thunder Tiger Beast

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Not long after Mo Yu took his seat, the atmosphere in the auction house suddenly became much more lively.

Sweeping his gaze around, he saw several groups of people filing in through the entrance.

Each group exuded a powerful presence, but most eye-catching were the four figures at the forefront, walking with a dignified air.

These four were none other than Thunder King, the Vice Palace Master of the Thunder God Palace, Mu Tian of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion, Jiang Hai of the Water Sword Sect, and Xuan Ya of the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion—figures who had stirred quite a commotion in East Gang City the day before.

All four were renowned experts on the current Heavenly Heavenly Thunder Continent, holding significant status within their respective factions. Naturally, their arrival attracted much attention and admiration.

"Heh, everyone, our Thunder God Palace is determined to obtain the Silver Tower this time. If you could grant us this favor, we would certainly remember it." Thunder King looked at the numerous figures in the grand auction house before turning to the three beside him with a smile.

Though his complexion was still somewhat pale, his injuries seemed to have mostly recovered, as if he had completely forgotten the beating he took yesterday.

However, upon hearing his words, Mu Tian, the First Hall Master of Heavenly Dragon Pavilion, merely grinned and retorted, "Your Thunder God Palace has always claimed to be the inheritor of the Ancient Thunder Palace. If that’s the case, you might already have a Silver Tower. Why not give the rest of us a chance?"

His response was sharp and direct. Though the Thunder God Palace was a dominant force in the Central Region, it was tens of millions of miles away from the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion, and their power was not vastly different. Naturally, Mu Tian felt no need to show deference.

Xuan Ya, the Vice Master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, elegantly covered her luscious red lips with her delicate hand and chuckled, merely watching the two men bicker with amusement.

As for Jiang Hai of the Water Sword Sect, he cradled a three-foot-long blue-edged sword in his arms, his expression indifferent, as if he hadn’t even heard the conversation between Thunder King and Mu Tian.

Thunder King cast a cold glance at Mu Tian and sneered, "Then let’s see who gets it in the end."

With that, he could no longer be bothered to argue and shifted his gaze toward Xuan Ya. She wore a red dress, her face pure yet alluring, her large watery eyes shimmering with a subtle charm. He smiled and asked, "Vice Master Xuan Ya, would you be willing to accompany me to watch the auction?"

"Heehee, we’re all competitors here. If we sit together, wouldn’t that be rather awkward?" Xuan Ya declined with a playful smile, then gracefully ascended to her own seating area.

Thunder King’s eyes narrowed slightly at her refusal. As he looked up at Xuan Ya’s curvaceous figure, a flicker of desire flashed in his gaze before quickly disappearing. Without lingering, he followed her.

However, just as he reached the halfway point up the pavilion, he suddenly noticed Xuan Ya pause slightly. When he looked up, he saw her staring in surprise at another section of the pavilion.

Following her gaze, Thunder King’s expression instantly darkened—because in that direction sat none other than Mo Yu.

The man who had beaten him into a battered mess yesterday, the source of his nightmares—Mo Yu.

"Vice Master Xuan Ya, do you know them?" Thunder King suddenly asked in a low voice. Heaven’s Secret Pavilion had vast intelligence networks, so if anyone knew about these unfamiliar powerhouses, it would be Xuan Ya.

In Thunder King’s mind, if Mo Yu had a formidable background, he would let it go. But if he didn’t, then the Thunder God Palace would ensure his complete destruction to appease Thunder King’s grudge!

Xuan Ya pondered for a moment before smiling and saying, "If I’m not mistaken, those two should be from the distant Skylaw Continent.

Recently, a new faction has emerged in the northern region of Skylaw Continent called ’Thunder Prison,’ and that silver-eyed man is its leader, Mo Yu.

Rumor has it that he’s a genius who broke through the shackles of the lower planes. In his previous realm, he was known as the ’Thunder Emperor.’"

"Skylaw Continent? Thunder Prison? A lower-plane native? Thunder Emperor? How laughable."

Thunder King was momentarily stunned before his lips curled into a sneer.

He had assumed Mo Yu had an impressive background, only to find out he was merely a lower-plane upstart who had broken through to the Great Thousand World.

As for the so-called "Thunder Prison" he founded, Thunder King didn’t take it seriously in the slightest.

As the inheritors of the Ancient Thunder Palace, even though the Thunder God Palace had lost much of its former glory, it was still far beyond the reach of some newly established faction.

Yesterday, seeing Mo Yu strike him so viciously, he had thought the man had powerful backing. But in the end, he was merely the master of a fledgling force.

While Mo Yu’s strength was impressive, he was still only at the Greater Earthly Supreme level. His elder brother, the Thunder God Palace’s leader, was a Perfected Earthly Supreme, capable of contending with Heavenly Supremes.

For Mo Yu to provoke him was nothing short of suicidal!

Noticing the derision in Thunder King’s smirk, a flicker of amusement flashed in Xuan Ya’s eyes.

From her intelligence sources, she knew that Mo Yu was no ordinary figure. Anyone capable of breaking through the limits of the lower planes and establishing a foothold in the Great Thousand World was far from simple.

If the Thunder God Palace and Thunder Prison became enemies, that would be ideal—it would simply mean one more adversary for the Thunder God Palace.

With these thoughts in mind, Xuan Ya smiled and headed to her seat, while Thunder King, Mu Tian, and the others each found high vantage points from which to oversee the auction, attended by their maids.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu had been keeping an eye on these high-profile individuals, so he naturally noticed Thunder King’s brief conversation with Xuan Ya, as well as the cold smile that curled on Thunder King’s lips afterward.

"Looks like I’m being underestimated," Mo Yu chuckled.

"Our Thunder Prison is newly founded, and we came from a backward lower plane. Naturally, people won’t take us seriously," the man beside him, Wind Emperor, remarked.

Then, after a pause, Wind Emperor continued, "But I believe that one day, Prison Lord’s name will resound across the Great Thousand World."

"I don’t know about that..." Mo Yu smiled faintly, then added, "But if anyone thinks they can crush me like a soft persimmon, they’ll likely end up breaking their hand instead."

His tone was calm and unassuming, yet it carried an unwavering confidence, like a towering mountain.

Through years of cultivation, he had ascended from Wu Tan City, achieved the title of Thunder Emperor, and now entered the Great Thousand World. Along the way, he had faced countless formidable opponents, yet he had never fallen.

Thus, he had absolute confidence in himself, regardless of who his opponent was.

"Boom!"

Just as Mo Yu was reminiscing about the past, a deep chime suddenly echoed throughout the grand pavilion, drowning out the noisy chatter.

The countless attendees quickly quieted down, their fiery gazes turning toward the central stage, where a middle-aged man ascended.

"I am Wang Yan of the East Flame Sect. It is an honor to be your host for this auction."

As Wang Yan’s voice fell, he waved his hand. Behind him, several veiled maidens gracefully stepped forward, each carrying a silver tray.

Each tray was enveloped in a shimmering energy barrier, concealing the powerful fluctuations within.

Countless gazes burned with anticipation as they fixated on those trays.

Seeing this, Wang Yan smiled faintly.

"Since everyone is so eager, let’s begin the Thunder Palace Auction!"

Inside the massive pavilion, a dense crowd of people spread out like a sea. Despite the large number of attendees, the atmosphere remained silent, with all eyes locked onto the platform above.

To be precise, their gazes were fixated on the silver trays held by the delicate hands of four beautiful young women. Mysterious energy patterns shimmered atop these trays, forming a protective barrier that isolated the energy fluctuations within, preventing anyone from sensing their contents.

The middle-aged man named Wang Yan observed the countless fiery gazes and smiled. "This auction isn’t particularly large in scale, but these four items before you all originate from the ruins of the Ancient Thunder Palace and have been meticulously selected."

"Now, let’s begin with the first auction item."

With a wave of his sleeve, one of the young women carefully stepped forward, holding a silver tray in both hands. The tray radiated a soft glow, but as the intense light gradually faded, the item within was finally revealed.

Countless powerful individuals craned their necks, only to see a pitch-black Thunder Pearl resting within the tray. The pearl was covered in mottled markings, exuding an ancient and violent aura that felt mysterious and unfathomable.

"Hehe, everyone, this item is known as the Heavenly Thunder Pearl. It is said that in the Ancient Thunder Palace, only elders of high standing could possess such a treasure."

"This pearl can unleash formidable lightning power, its might unparalleled and overwhelming. Even a Lesser Earthly Supreme wouldn’t dare underestimate it. It is truly a sacred artifact," Wang Yan said with a beaming smile from atop the platform.

As his voice echoed through the hall, the already restless crowd erupted in excitement, their eyes blazing with fervor.

A sacred artifact of this caliber was exceedingly rare, even among top-tier factions. Though this one was somewhat damaged, it remained a sacred artifact, making it highly coveted.

"The starting price for this item is one hundred million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid, with each bid increment no less than ten million. If any of you are interested, feel free to make an offer," Wang Yan announced with a smile.

As soon as this price was declared, the initially buzzing auction house momentarily fell silent. After all, this was no small sum. Without the backing of a top-tier faction, even an Earthly Supreme powerhouse would struggle to afford such an exorbitant amount of Supreme Spiritual Liquid.

However, while most found the price daunting, the current gathering in East Gang City included countless powerful figures, all well-prepared for this auction.

So, despite the hesitation over the high price, the sheer allure of the Heavenly Thunder Pearl’s power was enough to make some clench their teeth and act.

"One hundred and ten million Supreme Spiritual Liquid!" A chilling voice rang out from the second floor of the pavilion. The speaker was a black-robed elder whose aura was cold and sinister. His bid immediately drew many envious and hushed whispers.

"That’s the Grand Elder of the Blood Fiend Tower. Rumor has it he’s already at the peak of the Lesser Earthly Supreme level."

"No wonder. The Blood Fiend Tower is one of the most notorious assassin organizations on the Heavenly Thunder Continent. They certainly aren’t short on wealth."

The black-robed elder’s expression remained shadowed as he huddled in the darkness like a venomous serpent. He relished the envious gazes cast upon him.

However, his bid didn’t hold for long before another voice cut in.

"One hundred and twenty million!"

The black-robed elder’s face stiffened, and he turned sharply to see the new bidder—a middle-aged man with a sinister expression and a jagged scar across his face. His sharp gaze carried the ruthless glint of a predator, making it clear he was not to be trifled with.

"Hah, isn’t that the Chief Black Tiger of the Northern Wasteland Black Tiger Gang? I didn’t expect him to show up too..."

The atmosphere grew increasingly heated. Mo Yu, watching from the sidelines, merely observed with amusement. While the Heavenly Thunder Pearl was indeed tempting, he had no intention of competing for it.

After all, he already possessed the Baleful Thunder Dragon Seal, whose power far surpassed that of the Heavenly Thunder Pearl. Spending such a fortune to obtain it would be unnecessary.

Under the intense competition of countless spectators, the price of the Heavenly Thunder Pearl quickly soared to one hundred and forty million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid.

By this point, both the Grand Elder of the Blood Fiend Tower and the Chief Black Tiger were showing signs of struggle. Their expressions fluctuated, revealing their hesitation.

"One hundred and sixty million."

Just as the two were wavering, a voice accompanied by the faint rumble of thunder descended upon the auction house.

The two men’s faces immediately darkened as they snapped their heads upward, only to see the speaker—Thunder King of the Thunder God Palace—gazing at them with cold indifference.

Realizing who had placed the bid, their expressions turned grim, and after a moment of reluctance, they both withdrew from the competition.

After all, the Thunder God Palace was not a faction they could afford to provoke. And when it came to wealth, they simply couldn’t compare.

Thunder King cast them a brief, disinterested glance before sweeping his gaze over the crowd. He spoke in a calm yet authoritative tone. "Does anyone wish to offer a higher bid than mine?"

His voice, carrying the force of thunder, stirred some dissatisfaction among the other powerhouses present. However, in the end, no one spoke up.

One hundred and sixty million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid was equivalent to the annual revenue of some top-tier factions—an astronomical sum few could rival.

On the platform, Wang Yan glanced at the now-silent audience and chuckled. "Since there are no further bids, the Heavenly Thunder Pearl now belongs to Thunder King."

With a gentle clap of his hands, the young woman holding the pearl gracefully retreated, vanishing from the platform. At the same time, the second young woman stepped forward, her delicate footsteps barely making a sound.

The audience watched with a hint of regret as the Heavenly Thunder Pearl was taken away, but their disappointment quickly faded as their attention shifted to the next silver tray.

After the intense bidding war over the first item, the atmosphere in the auction hall had reached a boiling point. The anticipation among the gathered powerhouses was palpable as they prepared for the next round.

Seeing the fervor in the crowd, Wang Yan wasted no time. With a flick of his sleeve, the glow surrounding the second silver tray gradually dissipated, revealing the item within.

Mo Yu’s gaze fell upon the tray, and his brows slightly furrowed.

Resting within was a bronze scroll. It appeared somewhat tattered, yet the faint, ancient fluctuations emanating from it made Mo Yu realize that this was no ordinary relic.

However, the expressions of many others in the audience revealed disappointment. Clearly, they were dissatisfied that the second auction item was merely a damaged ancient scroll.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this scroll is called the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast. It contains the crafting method for a mechanical beast... It is said that a properly forged version of this mechanical beast can rival a Greater Earthly Supreme in combat," Wang Yan quickly explained, seeing the lack of enthusiasm.

As soon as his words landed, the crowd’s expressions instantly shifted to excitement...

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