Chapter 1277: The Angry Candle Rong

Chapter 1277: The Flame of Qi, Blazing Bright

Zhou Zhou drew in his breath, his lips parting in astonishment.

How utterly extravagant!

The opening bid was 2 million primary god-tier crystalline fragments.

It nearly matched the total auction value of the 137 supreme god-tier treasures he had just sold moments ago.

Yet, it made perfect sense.

Supreme god-tier treasures—these were merely artifacts imbued with the power of supreme gods.

They came with limitations: either usage counts, time constraints, or specific methods of activation. In short, they were bound by countless restrictions.

Like limited-time items.

In contrast, supreme god-tier artifacts—unless violently damaged—could be used indefinitely, with no wear or degradation whatsoever.

Equivalent to an infinite number of divine-tier artifacts.

Thus, even the lowest first-tier divine artifact is worth far more than a fourth-tier divine artifact.

Looking at it this way, a starting bid of two million primary god-tier crystals truly seems reasonable.

After all,

the factions below the podium have already begun bidding.

Auctioning divine-tier artifacts is beyond the reach of god-tier factions.

Only divine-tier factions dare participate.

Occasionally, when exceptional artifacts appear, the three willpower-tier factions will also join in.

Zhou Zhou observed this scene without speaking, with not a single thought of involvement.

He dared to act brazenly before god-tier factions, even without restraint in front of a few divine-tier factions, because he was confident that provoking them would bring him no loss. Most importantly, the artifacts he purchased were genuinely useful to him—thus, he persisted in raising his bids when facing the heir of Mingyue Sacred Land.

But the current auction of the Supreme Divine Artifact had already completely surpassed the reach of any lordly faction at His level.

If He were to participate, it would not be confidence—it would be sheer madness.

As a lord, and as a lord exceptionally skilled at surviving, He deeply understood one truth:

To live well and to live safely, one must know which powers to provoke, which to avoid, which to trust, and which to fear.

And He had always excelled at this.

Of course.

The most crucial reason why He chose not to participate in the auction of the Supreme Divine Artifact was:

The Supreme Divine Artifact held no value for Him!

At least not in the near future—no practical use whatsoever.

After all, He currently struggled even with his primary artifacts; many of the top-tier primary artifacts remained beyond his control, and he could only watch them pass by, helpless.

In this situation, how could He even consider acquiring a higher-tier Supreme Artifact?

Could He possibly afford to buy it, bring it home, and simply display it like a curiosity?

With such a divine crystal, it would be wiser to hold onto it and wait patiently—perhaps another mysterious auction will arise, and then His crystal will be ready to be used.

Thus, He remains calm and composed.

Though he cannot actually purchase these Supreme Artifacts, merely gaining insight into them is already a great indulgence.

Yet Zhou Zhou desires peace, and yet there are unpleasant beings who refuse to let him find it.

Just as the auction neared its final ninth item—

a sudden incident occurred.

The ninth Supreme Artifact was a second-tier piece known as the "Xuanwu Sacred Armor."

It was said to have been forged from the remains of the former Xuanwu Supreme God, after his downfall, by other Supreme Gods who absorbed his divine body and transformed it into this second-tier artifact.

The Supreme Divine Being of Xuanwu was inherently renowned for his defensive prowess; once forged into a Supreme Divine Artifact of the highest rank, his defensive capabilities stood among the very best among artifacts of the same tier.

Zhou Zhou originally had no intention of participating in the auction of the Xuanwu Sacred Armor.

Yet, a fool had dared to provoke Him—so He could only respond with cold, unyielding retaliation.

"Currently, the Second-Rank Supreme Divine Artifact, the Xuanwu Sacred Armor, has been raised to 53,000 Second-Rank Supreme Divine Crystal fragments by His Excellency, the Saint God of Hanhai. Any further bids?"

Xiao Xi shouted it loudly.

Within the private chamber of Mingyue Sacred Land.

The elder standing behind the Saint Prince Zhu Luo of Mingyue Sacred Land was about to raise his bid.

He had brought Zhu Luo here to attend this mysterious auction not merely to broaden the young prince's horizons, but primarily because the Mingyue Saint God had received word—that this very auction would feature the Xuanwu Sacred Armor.

As a Supreme Divine Being, the Mingyue Saint God excelled in powerful, offensive divine laws.

Yet, despite his formidable offensive capabilities, his defensive resilience remained exceedingly weak.

Thus, upon receiving this news, Mingyue, the Sacred Holy One, immediately commanded His closest aide to escort Zhuo Rong to the mysterious auction and issued a death-order to the elder: no matter the cost, the Sacred Wu Armor must be secured.

With possession of the Wu Armor, He was certain he could ascend to a higher realm.

The elder, unable to delay, swiftly brought Zhuo Rong here.

As the bidding for the Wu Armor began, the elder could not afford to waste time and immediately prepared to raise his bid for this supreme artifact.

"Uncle Zhaen, may I place the bid?"

At that moment,

Zhuo Rong suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Zhaen glanced at Zhuo Rong and instantly sensed the thoughts within his mind.

He silently shook his head.

His master’s direct disciple—his talent was nothing short of legendary.

Alas, His heart was too narrow.

At this point, he was still wrangling over the earlier dispute with that enigmatic bidding competitor.

Yet after a moment's hesitation, He nodded.

It was merely a bid.

No harm should come of it.

Still, He quietly cautioned:

"Your Grace."

"The current price has already reached the premium for this second-tier supreme artifact."

"Never raise it too much, or we shall suffer a massive loss."

"Rest assured, Uncle Zahn."

Zhu Ro's face bore a proud, smug smile. He knew that the man before him, Zhan En, had already seen through his thoughts. So, without hiding his intentions, he glanced disdainfully at the private chamber where Zhou Zhou was seated, saying, "Fifty thousand second-tier Supreme God-level divine crystals—equivalent to fifty million main god-tier divine crystals."

"I simply can't believe a dominant-level master faction would dare offer so many divine crystals to bid against us," he declared.

Upon hearing this, Zhan En fell silent—effectively conceding the idea.

Fifty thousand Supreme God-level crystals.

Even the Moon Saint God behind him would have to suffer a pang of regret just to part with such a quantity.

It wasn't for the sake of this defensive master artifact that the Moon Saint God had resorted to such a sacrifice.

In his heart, he believed the bidder from Black Grade Tier 102 Chamber did not possess such vast reserves.

Seeing that Zhan En had accepted his assumption, Zhu Ro's face flickered with a pleased expression.

Zhan En was a trusted aide of his master's.

Since no one on the other side had voiced opposition, there was nothing left to worry about.

"54,000 second-order supreme god-tier divine crystals!"

He shouted the bid loudly.

Then, unexpectedly, he voluntarily opened his private room, stepped out in full view of everyone, and deliberately stared at the section where Zhou Zhou's room was located.

The implication was unmistakable.

You previously purchased so many treasures, and dared to bid against me for the same item before—

so now, dare you still challenge me? Or have you lost the ability to compete with me?