God Emperor
chapter-2251

Chapter 2251: Setting up the mood

“2,000 Godstones, sold.”

Supreme Saint Qiluo smiled. The first cauldron of the Fugue Pills was sold at a price that far exceeded his expectations.

As the number of the Fugue Pills decreased, a higher price might appear.

Next, the second cauldron of the Fugue Pills was auctioned.

The auction had just begun, then Yuan Mo shouted, “1,500 Godstones.”

Instantly, the entire place went silent.

What was he trying to do?

The starting price of 100 Godstones skyrocketed the first time it was called out. He did not give anyone the chance to call out the price.

Yuan Mo’s expression was cold, and he said, “I am determined to obtain this batch of Fugue Pills. I hope that everyone can give me some face. Otherwise, even if the price is higher than 2,000 Godstones, I will fight it out with you all to the end.”

1,500 Godstones exceeded the minimum price of most cultivators present.

Yuan Mo wanted to please Pan Ruo, so he paid a sky-high price to buy a cauldron of Fugue Pills. The number of cultivators who dared to raise the price is just a handful.

“Yuan Mo has used up his financial resources to buy this cauldron of Fugue Pills.”

“The Divine Hall of Yuan Tian will give him a budget of 1,000 Godstones at most. He will have to pay for the remaining 500 Godstones. I think he will have to empty all his gains in the Battlefield of Merits of Kunlun.”

“I don’t know whether to call him stupid or infatuated. He will pay any price for the sake of Pan Ruo.”

…

The main bidders of the three middle and lower clans all gave up. They did not want to clash directly with the Yuan Mo. If they bid above 2,000 Godstones, they would lose more than they gained.

Yuan Mo heaved a sigh of relief after he saw all the cultivators did not raise their bids.

If a fellow came out and argued with him and bid above 2,000 Godstones, Yuan Mo would still owe a huge debt even if he was able to bid the Fugue Pills.

Paying off the debt would take him decades or even a hundred years.

Following that, his cultivation speed at the Neverwilt Realm would be rather slow.

If one wished to hasten their cultivation in the Supreme Saint Realm, they would need a large number of Godstones to support it.

“2,000 Godstones.”

Another domineering voice resounded throughout the auction hall.

Yuan Mo’s eyes were bloodshot, and his hair stood on end. He glared at Xue Tu as if he wanted to eat him up. He said, “You still dare to bid? Do you even have 2,000 Godstones?”

Xue Tu sat on the chair and calmly stared at him. He then said, “Since I dare to bid, that means I have the Godstones. Yuan Mo, didn’t you say that you want to fight to the end? Continue to bid, and I’ll fight with you.”

“You…”

Yuan Mo pointed at Xue Tu as he grinds his teeth until almost breaking.

“Are you going to fight or not? You’re a Scion after all, and one of the top geniuses of our generation. Was 2,000 Godstones too much for you?” Xue Tu said.

In the Saint King Realm, Xue Tu was also a top-notch figure. However, he was slightly inferior to Yuan Mo…

Being looked down upon by a cultivator who was once inferior to him, Yuan Mo was furious. He only felt that he had suffered great humiliation.

Xue Tu frowned and urged him in an encouraging tone, “Come on, try adding a little more. You might be able to buy this cauldron of Fugue Pills. Just add a little more.”

Yuan Mo was fighting fiercely in his heart. He glanced at Pan Ruo and finally mustered up his courage. He had to take this cauldron of Fugue Pills no matter what.

“2,010 Godstones.” Yuan Mo shouted as he clenched his fists tightly and his entire body was trembling.

He owed a huge debt to buy this cauldron of Fugue Pills.

However, as long as he could win Pan Ruo’s smile, everything was worth it.

“2,500 Godstones,” Xue Tu shouted leisurely.

Yuan Mo felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He almost spat out a mouthful of Saint blood and roared angrily, “Are you kidding me?”

Xue Tu was puzzled and said, “What do you mean? I only asked you to add a little more, but I didn’t say that I would give this cauldron of Fugue Pills to you. If you aren’t satisfied, why don’t you… add a little more?”

The hatred in Yuan Mo’s heart had reached an extreme level. He felt that Xue Tu was deliberately toying with him. Furthermore, Xue Tu was deliberately making him lose face in front of all the cultivators.

“Well then, I shall remember what happened today. Don’t let yourself fall into my hands someday.” Yuan Mo said.

After a moment of silence, Supreme Saint Qiluo announced, “The second cauldron of the Fugue Pill is sold for 2,500 Godstones.”

After bidding for two cauldrons of Fugue Pills at a sky-high price, Xue Tu’s name and background quickly spread throughout the auction hall. Everyone was talking about it.

“Xue Tu was probably representing the Bloodysky Clan.”

“It seems that the Bloodysky Clan has invested a lot this time. They were determined to win the Celestial-hunting Festival.”

“There shouldn’t be many Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints of the Bloodysky Clan participating in the Celestial-hunting Festival. One cauldron of Fugue Pills can not be used up. Why would they buy two cauldrons?”

“Who knows? Maybe Xue Tu made a fortune on the Battlefield of Merits of Kunlun and he’s prepared to buy one cauldron and use it when he’s in the Hundred-Shackle Realm.”

…

There were all kinds of speculations in the auction.

The six Supreme Saints of the Mara Family had seen Zhang Ruochen leave with Xue Tu. They guessed that it was Zhang Ruochen who had bought the Fugue Pills.

Warlord Mara said, “Zhang Ruochen swept Kunlun’s Battlefield of Merits clean and got a lot of treasures and wealth. He must be the one who bought the Fugue Pill.”

“I knew it. If not, why did Xue Tu suddenly become so rich? He must be spending the Godstones on behalf.”

Twarita Mara had her doubts and said, “Have you noticed that Xue Tu is unusual? He seems to want everyone to increase the price. If he didn’t provoke Yuan Mo just now, he would be able to get the second cauldron of Fugue Pill with 2,000 Godstones. When Yuan Mo added 10 Godstones, he suddenly increased the price to 2,500 Godstones. No matter how many Godstones there are, he shouldn’t waste them like this.”

Warlord Mara thought he had figured out the reason. He smiled and said, “If Zhang Ruochen is the one who bought the Fugue Pill, why didn’t he bid personally?”

“You mean Zhang Ruochen isn’t at the auction?” A Supreme Saint guessed.

Warlord Mara said, “That’s the only explanation. Zhang Ruochen had something important to do. He left the auction and left the bidding to Xue Tu.”

“But Xue Tu and Zhang Ruochen have a huge conflict as far as I know.”

A Supreme Saint of the Mara Family patted the table and said, “I’ve got it! Xue Tu wants to take advantage of the auction to trick Zhang Ruochen. It’s equivalent to seeking revenge.”

Warlord Mara nodded with a smile. He stared at the VIP seats where Xue Tu was sitting and said, “We’ll know whether it’s the truth if we keep watching.”

The bid for the third cauldron of Fugue Pills was about to begin.

That time, Xue Tu seemed to have lost his patience. He was the first to bid and shouted, “2,000 Godstones.”

Countless cultivators had the urge to curse after hearing that.

He was too greedy. Was he trying to buy all the Fugue Pills?

Even Supreme Saint Qiluo, who was in charge of the auction, suspected that Xue Tu was here to cause trouble. How could a Supreme Saint who had just entered the Neverwilt Realm take out thousands of Godstones?

Even those cultivators who had entered the Supreme Saint Realm for thousands of years might not be able to take out that much.

It was not until Supreme Saint Qiluo heard Supreme Saint Sanjin’s voice transmission did he heave a sigh of relief.

The third cauldron of the Fugue Pills was finally bought by Xue Tu with 2,000 Godstones.

When the fourth cauldron was auctioned off, Xue Tu was the first to bid for 2,000 Godstones. However, this time, Wu Jiang tried to raise the price twice. In the end, Xue Tu spent 2,500 Godstones to bid for it.

For the fifth cauldron, Wu Jiang placed another bid. He even raised the price to 2,700 Godstones.

However, Xue Tu bid for it once again at the price of 3,000 Godstones.

Not only did Wu Jiang not give up, he even laughed and said, “As expected, the person bidding for the Fugue Pill isn’t Xue Tu, but someone else.”

Yuan Mo said, “What do you mean it’s not Xue Tu?”

“No matter how stupid Xue Tu is, he would not bid like this,” Wu Jiang said.

Yuan Mo agreed and said, “There is indeed a problem. However, even if you are bidding for someone else, you would not bid so recklessly.”

“Just now, everyone could see that you were deliberately raising the price to trick him. However, he did not seem to care at all and suddenly raised the price to 3,000 Godstones.”

Lord Sinluo said, “Why do you care so much? Since Xue Tu is so arrogant, why don’t we raise the price to see how many Godstones he can’t spend.”

The cultivators of the upper three clans were so angry that they were about to explode. They were holding back their anger.

Since Xue Tu did not care about Godstones, they could only let him spend more.

On the other side, Warlord Mara laughed loudly. “As expected, Xue Tu wants to trick Zhang Ruochen. If that’s the case, how can I not cooperate?”

The other five Supreme Saints of the Mara Family laughed mockingly.

The sixth cauldron of Fugue Pill began to bid.

“2,000 Godstones.” Xue Tu was the first to bid again.

Wu Jiang called out, “2,500 Godstones.”

“3,000 Godstones,” Warlord Mara said.

Xue Tu was a little surprised. Why did everyone suddenly bid so generously?

It was completely different from the cautious tone before.

However, this was exactly what he wanted. He was secretly happy. “You should have done this a long time ago. If you didn’t bid too high, how could you hurt Zhang Ruochen?”

“3,500 Godstones,” Xue Tu shouted excitedly.

“4,000 Godstones,” Wu Jiang said.

Warlord Mara said, “4,500 Godstones.”

“5,000 Godstones,” Xue Tu said.

The cultivators in the auction house were all shocked.

Was this bidding for a cauldron of Fugue Pills?

Was this cauldron of Fugue Pills only a Half-King Grade Saint Pill?

“6,000.”

“7,000.”

“8,000.”

…

The bidding price shot up like a straight line.

Xue Tu, Wu Jiang, and Warlord Mara seemed to have forgotten that the units behind the numbers were Godstones. They directly called out the numbers and shouted happily.

“10,000.”

The moment he shouted out that price, Xue Tu suddenly woke up and his body shook violently.

What did he just do?

10,000 what? Godstones?

Xue Tu cursed inwardly. Whether it was 2,000 Godstones for a cauldron or 3,000 Godstones for a cauldron, it was still within the range that he could explain to Zhang Ruochen.

10,000 Godstones were far more valuable than the Fugue Pills. How could Zhang Ruochen not know that he was deliberately setting him up?

When Xue Tu thought of Zhang Ruochen’s terrifying methods, his pleasant feeling just now was swept away. He began to feel worried and fearful. He regretted that he had acted so recklessly and he should have stopped.

Just as Xue Tu was in extreme pain and was about to despair, Warlord Mara’s voice rang out. “11,000 pills.”

That voice was like heavenly music. It was extremely moving.

Xue Tu’s eyes lit up. He stood up like lightning and said, “This cauldron of Fugue Pills belongs to you. I don’t want it anymore. Congratulations to you. The Mara Family is worthy of being an ancient family. Their heroism is admirable.”

At that moment, Warlord Mara was jolted awake. He asked the Mara Family’s Supreme Saints beside him, “How much did I shout out just now?”

The Mara Family Supreme Saints were all in a daze. Their bodies felt numb and they could not open their mouths.

The muscles on Twarita Mara’s stiff face twitched twice and she said, “11,000 Godstones.”

Warlord Mara felt as if his soul was about to dissipate. He stared at Wu Jiang as if he was trying to grab hold of the last life-saving straw, he said, “You… you can add a little more. You can try adding a little more. Even if it’s 10 Godstones, I will give this cauldron of Fugue Pills to you.”

Wu Jiang did not say a word. He only gave him a look that said, “Do you think I’m an idiot?”.

Just now, Wu Jiang had also been brought into the mood by Xue Tu and Warlord Mara. He almost blurted out 12,000 Godstones. Fortunately, Xue Tu opened his mouth first and announced that he would not bid again, which woke him up.

Although Wu Jiang had a Godstone Quarry, it would still take a thousand years to produce 10,000 Godstones.

Yuan Mo’s forehead was covered in a cold sweat. He said, “Xue Tu is indeed deceiving us. He was completely misleading us.”

“Do you think Xue Tu was scheming with the Realm of Star Ocean? The price of the sixth cauldron of Fugue Pills is already worth ten cauldrons of Fugue Pills.” Someone was skeptical.

“It’s completely possible.”

“Fortunately, I didn’t fall for it. If I were to be cheated out of more than 10,000 Godstones, I’m afraid I’ll have to pay my debts for the next thousand years.”

“11,000 Godstones is equivalent to eleven trillion saint stones. It was more than enough for the Mara Family to nurture many saint cultivators. This is a fatal mistake.”

“Warlord Mara is too pitiful. Spending 11,000 Godstones to buy a cauldron of Fugue Pills will become a joke in the entire Infernal Court.”

“After making such a huge mistake, Warlord Mara’s future is at stake. The Mara Family will not focus on nurturing him. They will likely take back his title, Mara.”

Warlord Mara realized the severity of the consequences. He looked at Supreme Saint Qiluo with a pleading gaze.

Supreme Saint Qiluo shook his head. There was no reason for him to regret his bid at the auction. How could the Realm of Star Ocean be a place for him to cause trouble?

Warlord Mara stared at Xue Tu and said, “Aren’t you determined to obtain the Fugue Pills? Add a little more and I’ll let you win.”

Xue Tu shrugged and said, “When did I say that I was determined to obtain the Fugue Pills? Since I can’t win against you, I can only give it to you.”

Warlord Mara could not control the anger in his body. A vast evil aura burst out from his body and directly rushed toward Xue Tu. “You want to destroy me, then I will perish together with you.”

The cultivators at the auction saw what happened and immediately felt a great sense of satisfaction.

All the cultivators were cheering for Warlord Mara, hoping that he could kill Xue Tu, preferably by torture. This bast*rd was too hateful. He had the support of the Realm of Star Ocean.

Unfortunately, before Warlord Mara could reach Xue Tu, he was captured by the order masters of the Realm of Star Ocean.

Xue Tu heaved a long sigh of relief. He tidied up the saint robe on him and quietly stared at the cultivators at the auction. Only then did he realize that the atmosphere was not right. Why did so many cultivators suddenly want him dead? Moreover, they hated him to the bone.

It was just an auction. Was it necessary?

Could it be that they hated the rich?

It seemed that he had to keep a low profile next.