The old man looked at the crowd who were bursting with excitement. He then finally said: “Alright, the starting price for the daemonic fire lion is five hundred purity stones of medium quality. Now, let the auction begin!”
When the old man finished talking, the crowd became extremely agitated.
“One thousand!”
“One thousand two hundred!”
“One thousand five hundred!”
Many people were quickly raising the price but everybody knew that the real bidding had yet to begin. How could a few thousand purity stones of medium quality be enough for a daemonic fire lion?
Lin Feng looked calm and indifferent on his seat. He had underestimated the price of the daemonic fire lion, but after he had seen the price of the Ba Dao, he had understood that the price of the daemonic fire lion was going to be extremely high.
The beautiful woman next to Lin Feng was looking at him. The eyes under that silver mask surprisingly looked extremely calm when watching this scene.
“Master, how should I refer to you?” asked the beautiful girl to Lin Feng.
“Refer to me?” thought Lin Feng surprised. He then immediately said: “You can call me Master Feng.”
“Master Feng, my name is Yi Xue.” said the beautiful girl in a sweet voice. Lin Feng slightly nodded and at that moment, the price of the daemonic fire lion had already been raised to three thousand purity stones. It wouldn’t last too long until it reached the same price that was paid for the slave.
The young master Meng glanced at Lin Feng with a cold smile across his face.
He stood up and walked towards the edge of the area reserved for all the distinguished guests. He put his hand on the railing and said: “Today, I, Meng Cong, am determined to obtain this daemonic fire lion. Nobody should try to make me unhappy, otherwise it will not end well for that person. If you don’t make me unhappy, then there will not be a problem and we can be good friends after the auction.”
When the crowd heard what Meng Cong said, they were surprised. What a bastard! He was suddenly threatening the entire crowd. This area was filled with noble and powerful cultivators and yet he dared to threaten them all. They had the choice: become his friend or become his enemy.
Many people were staring at Meng Cong but when they thought that he was from the Meng Clan and was a distinguished guest for the auction, most people chose to remain silent.
There was only one aristocratic family in the Imperial City and their family name was Meng!
“Now, I say three thousand and one purity stones of medium quality.” said Meng Cong with an indifferent smile on his face while glancing at Lin Feng. Lin Feng had dared to outbid him for the slave that he wanted so he would prevent Lin Feng from obtaining a high price on his daemonic fire lion.
The old man looked at Meng Cong from the stage. The fact that he was behaving like this had made the old man feel uncomfortable.
“The daemonic fire lion is now mine.” said Meng Cong sounding proud. Suddenly, a strong and imposing voice said: “Four thousand purity stones of medium quality.”
“Who said that?!” said Meng Cong with an extremely cold tone. As proud he was a moment ago, he wouldn’t have thought that someone would dare to make him lose face. That was intolerable.