Dual Sword God

Chapter 43 - A Dominant Display, End of the Auction

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The scene in the auction room was a picture similar to that of a battlefield, as all influential parties were at 'daggers-drawn' glaring at each of their competitors fiercely. The Bright Flame Kingdom, the Southern Wasteland, the Western Kingdom along with a few hidden parties each began to prepare themselves for the battle to go down.

The auctioneer WhiteMask smiled to himself as he observed the mood of the atmosphere with interest, momentarily casting his gaze towards the group that just appeared in the most top layer of the auction room. Quickly, he clapped his hands together once more waking each of the influences from their moods.

"Guest and Honoured Guest, as most you can already guess. The item before you is precisely the chart that was used by practitioners in the age of Pre-Calamity when exploring the exploring the Ancient Dragon Battlefield. The Mystery Pavilion has preserved it as a keepsake of the past era, but now, things are different, as we are willing to auction this item in the hopes of contributing to the appearance of the Mystic Realm," WhiteMask said with a sincere tone.

"Hmph! It's no wonder they called an auction at this time. It seems they've noticed the changes in this region and want to use our aid along with the Divine Prophet's information to find the entrance to the mystic realm," A man garbed in decorated robes said. He was seated at the topmost layer, and had a pendant necklace around his neck was with an engraving of a flame that shone across a vast mountain range.

"Your Excellency! It is as you say, even the emissaries of the Golden Dragon Empire have made their way here. We may not be able to claim the leading position even in our own hosted gathering at the selections," A skinny looking man said who wore dark-colored ancient formal wear, with a beard that reached down to his knees, and sharp cunning eyes.

"Indeed so, it's no surprise that they would get involved, they didn't even bother to enter the VIP rooms, as if they didn't care to make their presence known to the top class. It's a pity that only a few individuals have noticed thus far," The man with the flame pendant said.

Madam Xuan who was observing the item smiled as she spoke to Xuan Bei, "Bei Child, we must claim this item no matter the cost, it is the only way to ensure that we are another step ahead of the foreign influences."

"You don't have to tell me twice! I know that!" Xuan Bei replied in annoyance as he looked at the Ancient Dragon Chart with flames in his eyes.

Ji Weng, Tang Wu, Xin Qing along with the Southern Wasteland and Hidden Influences looked on in silence as the tension in the atmosphere grew thicker. As WhiteMask saw that each of the influences were ready, he then waved his hand causing a bright light to cover the Ancient Dragon Chart as he spoke once more, "The bidding will now commence; the starting price is..."

Upon speaking to here, the smile underneath his mask grew wider as he lifted one finger and stretched his hand out towards the audience and spoke once more, "One hundred thousand middle-grade essence stones!"

Instantly, his voice resounded throughout the room which was followed by a defining silence. After a while, the influences or rather the parties that resided in the bottom-most layers started a commotion.

"Middle-grade essence stones! Are you kidding me?" A fierce looking bald head man exclaimed in surprise.

"How are we supposed to afford this?" Another individual said with a look of sadness on his face.