Chapter 3805: Tenth-level Immortal Monster

Little Qing said, “I’ve absorbed most of it, but there’s still some left, which should allow me to level up again.

Moreover, the effects of the Dragon Soul Grass can last for a while, allowing me to absorb it faster.”

Ye Bufan was somewhat surprised. According to their previous estimations, fully absorbing the Dragon Soul would allow Little Qing to reach Rank 10 Immortal Demon Beast, but now there was still some left, indicating how powerful the Dragon Soul they encountered earlier was.

Of course, the three Dragon Soul Grasses consumed just now also played an indispensable role; their combined effects were doubled.

“Not bad, keep up the good work.”

Ye Bufan encouraged her, then sent the little girl out of the Dragon King Palace and brought Situ Dianmo in.

Among those around him who were qualified to enter the Yuangu Secret Realm, Situ Dianmo was the weakest, being at the Immortal Lord Late Stage Realm.

She had to quickly consolidate her Cultivation, and before the Secret Realm opened, she must take the Blood Lotus Pill again to reach the Immortal Lord Peak.

After all, in an unknown world, an extra bit of strength means an extra opportunity.

For the next period, he continuously helped Situ Dianmo consolidate her Cultivation through Dual Cultivation, preparing her for the upcoming consumption of the Blood Lotus Pill.

Time for Cultivation passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day. Ye Bufan and Dianmo left the Dragon King Palace, and he went alone to the Star Plucking Tower.

He arrived a bit late; when he entered the auction hall, the hall, which could accommodate a hundred people, was almost full.

Seeing an empty seat not far away, he stepped over.

“Kid, it’s you!”

Before he could even sit down, a voice full of hatred sounded from his left.

Ye Bufan turned his head and a playful smile appeared on his lips; it turned out that the person sitting next to him was Jian Jueya of the Four Directions Sword Sect.

This guy had been severely injured by Xuan Yuan Linglong in the arena competition the day before. His face was still pale, and his aura was weak, indicating that his injuries had not fully recovered.

He had been full of confidence, but then suffered a defeat, filling his heart with hatred.

Unable to seek revenge on Xuan Yuan Linglong, he suddenly saw Ye Bufan and immediately vented all his hatred onto him.

“Kid, what are you doing here?”

At this moment, another venomous voice sounded from his right. Ye Bufan turned his head and found it truly interesting; on his right was Wei Youzhang of the Wei Family.

Like Jian Jueya, he had also been defeated by the Lingyun Sword Sect, unable to withstand even one move from Jin Mei'er, and his internal injuries had not fully recovered yet.

However, there were no more matches, so to appease him, Grand Elder Wei Changsong allowed him to represent the Sect and participate in today’s auction here.

As for yesterday, when Ye Bufan visited, he was recuperating from his injuries, so he was neither aware nor had he seen him.

Such private transactions are better kept secret, and Wei Changsong naturally wouldn't tell him.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: “What am I doing here? Of course, I’m here for the auction.”

“Don’t dream, with this girl here, I guarantee you won’t be able to bid on anything today.”

Another voice sounded from behind him. He turned around and saw it was Hua Luoying of the Phantom Shadow Sword Sect, Leng Qingqiu’s defeated opponent.

This made Ye Bufan unable to help but laugh. As the saying goes, enemies often meet, and it was truly so; he was surrounded by three enemies.

Jian Jueya followed, saying, “That’s right, with us here, you’ll come here for nothing today and won’t get anything.”

This was the Star Plucking Tower’s territory; they didn’t have the courage to act, and at the same time, they were full of resentment, so they could only vent it this way.

In their eyes, the Lingyun Sword Sect was ultimately just a small Sect, financially incomparable to them.

Moreover, all three of them were representing their Sects this time, and the celestial crystals in their rings were indeed very abundant.

Making the other party unable to bid on anything and return empty-handed became a way for them to vent their resentment.

Ye Bufan, however, didn’t care at all and smiled slightly: “Alright, if you have the ability, go ahead.”

After saying that, he didn’t change seats and sat directly between the three, completely unfazed by their hostile gazes.

Soon, the auction officially began. This time, it was of a high Rank, with Grand Manager Miao Jiuxi personally overseeing it, and a middle-aged beautiful woman serving as the Auctioneer on stage.

“Distinguished guests, please welcome our first item for today’s auction, a Medium Grade Immortal Sword.”

After some simple pleasantries, the Auctioneer officially got to the point. She waved her hand, and soon a attendant brought an Immortal Sword onto the auction stage.

“This is not an ordinary Medium Grade Immortal Sword, but one crafted by Great Master Artifact Refiner Ouye Ping…”

After a dazzling introduction, the auction began.

“Starting bid is ten million middle-grade celestial crystals, with each bid no less than one million!”

“I bid eleven million!”

“Twelve million…”

As soon as the auction began, the surrounding crowd raised their bidding paddles one after another.

Jian Jueya, Wei Youzhang, and Hua Luoying, however, sat there glaring. They weren’t looking at the auction stage, but rather at Ye Bufan, full of provocation.

“Why are you looking at me? Do you think I won’t dare to bid if you stare?”

Ye Bufan himself was an Artifact Refiner, and with treasures like Dragon Fang and Dark Moon Silent, how could he possibly fancy a Medium Grade Immortal Artifact?

However, encountering these three foolish sons of rich families, it would be a disservice to the celestial crystals in their pockets not to cooperate a little.

“I bid fifteen million.”

He put on a determined posture, making it seem to outsiders that his goal for this auction was likely this Immortal Sword.

“Sixteen million.”

As soon as his words fell, Jian Jueya raised his bidding paddle.

He had originally held great hopes for this Hundred Sects Tournament but was eliminated so quickly.

It would have been fine if he had lost to a Genius Disciple of the Three Great Sects, but he had lost to a small, unknown Sect like the Lingyun Sword Sect, which filled his heart with immense frustration and anger.

Now, he could only use this method to severely humiliate Ye Bufan, which also served as a way to vent his anger.

The most crucial point was that this time he was representing the Sect at the auction. After all, even the Three Sects and Five Factions needed to continuously increase their Cultivation resources.

Therefore, he had many celestial crystals in hand, making it easy to suppress the other party.

Many people present recognized Jian Jueya and knew he was from the Four Directions Sword Sect, so when he made a move, many people gave up and retreated.

“Twenty million!”

Ye Bufan raised his bidding paddle with a provocative look. Since the other party wanted to show off, he would humor them, but he certainly wouldn’t spend less of his celestial crystals.

“Twenty-five million!”

Jian Jueya directly raised the price by five million, causing a stir among the crowd.

Normally, even if it was a Medium Grade Immortal Sword, and even if it was a work by Great Master Artifact Refiner Ouye Ping, the price would at most be around twenty million; any more would result in a loss.

“Thirty million.”

Ye Bufan glanced at Jian Jueya, full of provocation.

“Thirty-five million.”

Jian Jueya added another five million, but after calling out, his mind became much clearer.

Originally, Grand Elder Jian Feiyang had taken a liking to this sword and wanted him to bring it back if the price was suitable.

It was precisely because of this that he was the first to rush to bid, wanting both to win the Immortal Sword and to humiliate Ye Bufan, but he hadn't expected the other party to be relentless.

Now that the price had risen to this point, he found himself in a dilemma.

If he continued to bid, this price had already far exceeded the inherent value of the Immortal Sword.

But if he retreated, after all the harsh words he had spoken, where would his face be?

He hoped the other party would stop there and not continue to raise the price.

Facts proved that he had completely overthought it. Ye Bufan did not hesitate at all and once again raised his bidding paddle.

“Forty-five million!”