Chapter 711 - 705: Su Chi

The voice came from the private room of the lone wolf, Su Chi. When the crowd saw him make a bid, the corners of their eyes couldn’t help but twitch. Eighty million Elemental Stones! Su Chi was really willing to spend. Even if Elemental Stones were devalued in the City of Sin, that wasn’t how you were supposed to throw them around. He had just spent eighty million on the Earth Tier High Level Martial Skill, and now his opening bid was another eighty million. This Su Chi was simply filthy rich!

After Su Chi made his bid, a faint smile touched the lips of the old man on the auction stage. The rumors said Su Chi was extremely interested in artifacts from Ancient Times, and it appeared they were true.

"One Seventh Grade High Level Pill!" Right after Su Chi’s bid, other VIPs began to compete. Gan Ning, the City of Sin’s only Seventh Grade Alchemist, made his offer. Just because others couldn’t discern the secret of the simple, ancient-looking Token didn’t mean he couldn’t. The Spiritual Thought of a Seventh Grade Alchemist was exceptionally sensitive, and he could feel an incredibly rich life force emanating from it. ’Perhaps this Token holds the secret to eternal life?’

"A scroll of an Earth Tier High Level Martial Skill, plus twenty million Elemental Stones!" After Su Chi and Gan Ning, a flurry of bids rang out from the other VIP rooms, leaving the Martial Artists on the floor below with their jaws hanging open in shock. The soaring prices left them reeling. ’Isn’t it just some worthless Token with an unsolved mystery? How can it possibly make so many powerful figures fight over it?’

"One Seventh Grade High Level Pill, three Sixth Grade High Level Elixirs, and two Fifth Grade Elixirs!" When it was Shen Haoran’s turn, he threw out his entire fortune in one go.

"GASP..." Upon hearing Shen Haoran’s offer, everyone in the auction house sucked in a cold breath. ’So many High Level Elixirs, all for a Token with no known purpose. This guy is truly making a bold move!’

The moment Shen Haoran made his offer, all the previous bidders fell silent. Although they had also sensed that the ancient-looking Token was extraordinary, they were ultimately just gambling. What if it only looked special but was actually useless? The loss would be immense. They simply didn’t have the nerve to throw out so many High Level Elixirs in one go like Shen Haoran!

As the crowd went quiet, the auctioneer himself seemed stunned, unable to process the bid for a moment. ’A Seventh Grade High Level Pill, three Sixth Grade High Level Elixirs, and two Fifth Grade High Level Elixirs...’ This price had far exceeded the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave’s wildest expectations. For the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, Elemental Stones were of little consequence. They already possessed Earth Tier High Level Martial Skills; in fact, those were the last things they wanted, as most came with specific cultivation restrictions, making them unusable even if obtained. Elixirs, on the other hand, were what they needed most and were most eager to acquire. Even a power as formidable as the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave had no dedicated Alchemists. All the elixirs they required had to be purchased from the outside world. A pill like a Seventh Grade High Level Pill was a rare sight within their domain. Even the King of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave couldn’t get his hands on Seventh Grade Elixirs for his Cultivation. Therefore, their ideal scenario was to trade this Token for a few High Level Elixirs.

Seeing the expression on the auctioneer’s face, everyone knew the old man from the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave was tempted. The ancient-looking Token would most likely be won by Leng Feng, the man who had recently been making waves. The crowd’s interest in him was piqued once more. ’Not only is he incredibly powerful, having single-handedly defeated eight Spirit Emperors, but he also has so many High Level Elixirs. Just what is this guy’s background?’

Seeing that no one else was bidding, the smile on the old man’s face grew wider. He announced in a clear, loud voice, "Since there are no further bids, the owner of this Token is—"

"Wait a moment!" Just as the old man was about to make the final announcement, a low shout interrupted him. The door to Su Chi’s private room slid open, and a youth with a dark, gloomy expression slowly walked out, eventually stopping right in front of Shen Haoran’s room.

"Su Chi, what do you think you’re doing?" the old man on the auction stage asked with a frown, seeing Su Chi walk out.

"Nothing much. I just wanted to see who this person is who dares to snatch something from me!" Su Chi stared at the private room before him with an icy gaze. A cold sneer curled his lips as he threw a punch at the room. The powerful force of the blow caused cracks to spiderweb across the surrounding glass.

"BOOM..."

However, just as Su Chi’s fist was about to connect with the private room, a black shadow abruptly shot out from inside and met his attack head-on. Their two fists collided in midair with a thunderous crash. A terrifying blast of Powerful Qi erupted instantly, forcing the onlookers to shield their eyes.

The violent force sent both of them stumbling backward. Ripples of Powerful Qi spread out from beneath their feet as they each retreated more than ten steps before finally steadying themselves.

Shen Haoran and Su Chi now stood facing each other, both seeing the sparks flaring in the other’s eyes. Their auras began to collide, and the very space in the center of the hall seemed to twist and distort under the pressure.

"Stop! This is not a place for you to brawl. If you want to fight, take it outside!" the old man on the auction stage ordered with a cold snort, just as the two were about to come to blows.

Hearing the old man’s words, both Shen Haoran and Su Chi instantly retracted their imposing auras. Shen Haoran stood on the balcony of his private room, gazing coolly at Su Chi not far away. ’Luo Yu was right,’ he thought. ’This Su Chi is powerful. His strength has reached the Tier Nine Spirit Emperor level, at least.’

While Shen Haoran was sizing up Su Chi, Su Chi was doing the same to him, though his eyes were brimming with mockery. He looked at Shen Haoran and sneered, "Not bad. To be able to block my punch when you’re below the Spirit Emperor Level... I guess you’re not as useless as I imagined!"

"You’re not so bad yourself," Shen Haoran replied coolly to Su Chi’s sneer. "To block my punch as a Spirit Emperor... I’m very optimistic about your future."

"Hmph. Such a big talker," Su Chi snorted. "No wonder so many people want you dead. That mouth of yours must be the main culprit!"

Hearing this, Shen Haoran’s brows furrowed slightly. ’Was Su Chi hired to kill me?’

"You don’t have to wonder. You guessed right," Su Chi said with a sinister laugh, as if reading Shen Haoran’s mind. "And the one who hired me is offering a very handsome reward!"

"The Central Capital White Tiger Clan?" Shen Haoran didn’t even have to think to guess who Su Chi was talking about. ’Aside from the Central Capital White Tiger Clan, probably no one in the Demon Race would spend hundreds of millions of Elemental Stones and other resources just to have me killed. The White Tiger Race is really willing to spare no expense.’

"Tsk, tsk. Sometimes, it’s not good to be too smart. Smart people tend to die young," Su Chi said, clicking his tongue after hearing Shen Haoran’s correct guess. It was a direct admission.

"Heh. And sometimes, it’s not good to be too greedy, because greedy people die even faster," Shen Haoran said coldly, shooting a cool glance at Su Chi. The hostility between them flared up once more...