Chapter 3731 Auction on the Arena

Although Zhao Qinglian was furious at Wei Changsong's ridicule, he couldn't care less at this moment.

The longer these people's Primordial Spirits remained outside, the weaker they would become, and the more their strength would decrease after Rebirth through a borrowed body.

Moreover, Zhao Xingyun held an extremely high position within the Family and was deeply favored by the Family Head; no mistakes could be allowed to happen.

Thinking of this, he took out a jade box, reached out, and pulled Zhao Xingyun's five Primordial Spirits into it.

This meant that the Zhao Family had completely withdrawn from this Hundred Sects Tournament.

On the arena, the remaining eight Sects stood outside the line drawn by Leng Qingqiu, each with a dazed expression, as if dreaming.

Before the competition began, they had imagined many scenarios, but never this situation before them.

It was too surreal; no one expected the Zhao Family, a seeded team, to be eliminated.

Just then, Ye Bufan walked up to them with a smile, "Gentlemen, how about we discuss something?"

"Young Master, please speak!"

The leaders of the eight Sects said in unison, their gazes towards Ye Bufan now hundreds, if not thousands, of times more respectful than before.

What a joke, he dared to kill even the Third Young Master of the Zhao Family, let alone them, these small fry.

"Do you want to get the remaining spot?"

Ye Bufan's words were taken for granted; with the strength Leng Qingqiu had displayed, no one dared to question that they would be the first to secure a spot.

These people looked at each other, not knowing what he meant, but they all nodded involuntarily.

Their purpose in coming here was to secure a spot, to enter the Yuangu Secret Realm; if there was such an Opportunity, no one would let it pass.

Ye Bufan chuckled, "Well then, how about this? You name a price, and whoever offers the highest price will get the remaining spot."

He wasn't familiar with any of the eight Sects before him, and what he lacked most now was Cultivation resources.

Since there was no preference, giving this spot to anyone was the same, so it was more practical to exchange it for celestial crystals.

"This…"

The forty people from the eight Sects were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded, completely frozen there.

They had made ample preparations for this Hundred Sects Tournament.

Every day was spent in arduous Cultivation, seizing every second to improve their strength, but they never expected that in the end, it could be bought with money.

The crowd below was also stunned; although the Zhao Family was out, shouldn't the remaining people continue to fight? Shouldn't they compete for the next spot? What was this about buying it with money?

Seeing no reaction from the crowd, Ye Bufan shook his head slightly, seemingly a little dissatisfied.

"What, was what I said not clear enough? You offer celestial crystals, and whoever gives the most will get the spot; it's fair and reasonable.

Opportunities are few, so seize them quickly."

Confirming it wasn't an illusion, confirming they hadn't misheard, these people awoke as if from a dream.

He indeed had the right to decide the remaining spot; putting everything else aside, Leng Qingqiu alone with her Sword Intent was enough to kill all of them.

Since that was the case, they would try the method he suggested; after all, none of them had the courage to make a move.

A Dry, Thin Youth from a small Sect was the first to step forward, "Young Master Ye, I am willing to offer one million middle-grade celestial crystals."

"Not bad, not bad, someone has made an offer."

Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the remaining seven Sects, "Don't be too stingy, everyone; each bid must not be less than one million, continue."

With someone starting, others quickly followed; where there was a first, there was a second.

"I offer two million…"

"Five million…"

"Ten million…"

For a time, these eight Sects went back and forth, bidding against each other.

After all, the spot to advance from the group was extremely valuable; as long as they could enter the Yuangu Secret Realm, who knew how great an Opportunity they might gain?

So no one was stingy with the celestial crystals in their hands; as long as they could afford it, they wouldn't be stingy in the slightest.

"Thirty million, I offer thirty million…"

When the last Bald man announced this price, the remaining seven Sects immediately fell silent.

This price completely crushed them; even if they wanted to bid again, they couldn't come up with that much money.

"Deal."

Ye Bufan snapped his fingers, "Take the money, and this spot is yours!"

"No, this isn't fair, why can we buy a spot with money?"

Just as the black-clothed Young man next to him was about to protest, a huge foot had already appeared before him.

Before he could react, he was kicked off the arena.

"Qingqiu, if anyone else disagrees, just chop off their head."

Ye Bufan swept his gaze across everyone present; although a smile still hung on his face, his eyes were incredibly sharp, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

They had just witnessed Leng Qingqiu's ruthlessness and Sword Intent; she could even kill Zhao Xingyun, let alone them.

The scene was silent; no one dared to express dissent again.

The Bald man was overjoyed; with a wave of his hand, a storage ring flew over.

Ye Bufan took it in his hand and swept his Divine Sense inside: a full thirty million middle-grade celestial crystals.

"Considerable gains indeed."

He nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at the remaining seven Sects.

"Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to send you down?"

At the same time, Leng Qingqiu's Slaughter Sword erupted with powerful Sword Intent, enveloping the entire arena.

Those people had completely given up; at this moment, how could they dare to stay any longer? They all turned and jumped off the arena, and in the blink of an eye, only the Lingyun Sword Sect and the Bald man's Sect remained on stage.

At this moment, the crowd below widened their eyes and opened their mouths, watching in stunned amazement.

These people had lived for tens of thousands of years and had seen countless arena competitions, but this was absolutely the first time they had seen a competition turn into an auction.

Now that the results were out, the crowd finally came to their senses, whispering and discussing among themselves.

"I'm truly impressed; it's the first time I've seen someone get a spot this way…"

"Who is this Young man? He's absolutely brilliant; he actually turned the arena competition into an auction…"

"He has the strength for it; one must be able to completely control the arena, otherwise ordinary people couldn't do it…"

Not only were the onlookers utterly flabbergasted, but even those on the viewing platform looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Most of these people had lived for tens of thousands of years and had reached the Realm of Immortal Venerable, but this was absolutely the first time they had seen such a thing.

"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!"

Zhao Qinglian, the Grand Elder of the Zhao Family, was the first to stand up; he had long hated Ye Bufan, but had no reason to act, and now that he had the Opportunity, how could he miss it?

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"To turn an arena battle into an auction is simply a disregard for the Hundred Sects Tournament.

Such a person does not understand etiquette, does not follow rules; I suggest canceling their previous achievements, taking back the spots, and forbidding them from ever participating again!"

His words shocked everyone present; it had to be said that this method of punishment was indeed too harsh.

However, he was the only one on the viewing platform who stood up to object; everyone else watched silently.

After all, it had nothing to do with their own Families, and most of them held a spectators' attitude, waiting to see how the Elders of the Three Great Sects would decide in the end.