Chapter 1278: Backing Down! The Final Auction Item Appears!

Chapter 1278: Back down! The final auction item is unveiled!

The various factions, upon witnessing this, instantly found it amusing.

Most of them immediately saw the strength behind Zhú Róng's boldness.

After all, this Zhú Róng was merely the sacred heir of the Moon Holy Sect—certainly incapable of producing such a vast quantity of Supreme Divine-grade crystals himself.

Therefore, his current willingness to bid must be due to purchases made on behalf of his powerful patron, the Moon Holy Sect.

It was even possible that he was bidding on behalf of his master, the Moon Holy Saint, to acquire a Supreme Divine artifact.

Although this approach carried a tinge of borrowing strength from another, each faction's own power was also an essential component of their strength. Thus, though they privately disapproved of Zhú Róng's display of borrowed authority, none of them dared speak out.

They all turned their gaze toward Zhou Zhou's private box, eager to see how this enigmatic bidder would react.

"Do you think that mysterious bidder will retaliate against the Moon Holy Heir's provocation?"

"How could he retaliate? The gap in actual strength is undeniable. Any retaliatory move relying on tricks or tactics would merely look impressive on the surface—useless in reality. Only a direct, equal-force counterattack could truly be effective and powerful."

"You're absolutely right. In the realm of deities, strength always speaks the final word."

"That mysterious bidder is going to lose face."

"To be honest, Zhù Róng seems rather petty—why complicate things with such a showy maneuver when a straightforward bidding would do just fine?"

"Hah! When anger isn't released, the mind remains unbalanced. They say he's always been weak-willed. If his spirit continues to falter, he may never reach the rank of Supreme God."

"Hmph. Even with exceptional talent, without firm will, all effort is in vain!"

"Who would've thought he has a teacher who is a Supreme God?"

...

Members from all the factions were murmuring among themselves, all casting doubt on Zhou Zhou's chances.

At that very moment, Zhou Zhou had been planning to simply observe the entire mysterious auction with the aim of gaining deeper insight.

But just as he was about to begin, something unexpected had suddenly come to involve him.

He listened to the murmurs of the factions' members, watched as Mingyue Sacred Son stepped out of the pavilion, glaring at him with provocation, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Has this one never faced the storms of life?

Is he truly still acting like a child?

Yet, considering how childish his nature is, and yet he has managed to reach the level of Supreme God—this clearly speaks to the extraordinary talent and vast cultivation resources at his disposal.

But then, a faint smile crept across his face.

You want to play, do you?

Then let's play a game!

"Sixty thousand second-tier Supreme God crystal shards!"

A calm voice echoed from within his pavilion.

The moment the words were spoken—

The entire mysterious auction hall fell abruptly silent.

"What?!"

Zhu Long leapt to his feet, staring in disbelief at the private box where Zhou Zhou was seated.

Zayne froze, then suddenly his face turned as pale as a sheet, as if he had just realized some terrible truth.

"It's impossible!"

"You, a member of a Dominant-Rank Lord faction, how could you possibly possess so many Supreme God Crystals?"

Zhu Long shouted angrily.

Then he turned his gaze toward Xiao Xi on the auction stage.

"How could you allow this man to bid wildly?"

"He is disrupting the auction order of this very hall!"

"What are you still doing standing there?! Don't you dare delay—get him out of this auction hall right now!"

"Enough!"

Before any of the other deities could react, Zhan had already roared in fury, slamming a palm into the back of his head, sending him crashing to the ground.

"Uncle Zhan."

"You dare hit me like that?!"

Ceng couldn't believe what he saw, his eyes flashing with resentment before fading away.

Yet Zhan, having lived as a top-tier primordial deity for over fifty thousand years, could not miss the expression in his eyes.

His heart sank, but he masked his reaction, instead scolding him with cold fury:

"Do you even know what nonsense you just spoke?!"

"An auction hall of such profound mystery—under the authority of the Supreme Will—how could it possibly lack verification procedures?!"

"The bidder currently in the Black Grade Tier-3, No. 102 booth, who has openly declared this price and whose members of the mysterious auction house have not countered it, proves beyond doubt that this individual possesses the true means to bid on this second-tier supreme artifact."

"Are you daring to question the Mysterious Auction House?!"

"Even the Lord of the Moon Holy God would not dare do such a thing!"

"How dare you?! How dare you!?"

Zhan Rong was stunned.

Then his face turned pale.

Seeing this, Zhan restrained his anger and redirected his gaze to the Black Grade Tier-3, No. 102 booth, speaking politely:

"Excellency, please forgive our young prince's earlier impolite behavior. Zhan offers my sincerest apologies."

"However, this Xu Wu Holy Armor is the artifact specifically requested by our Holy Master. Therefore, although we regret it, we must proceed with bidding on this precious item."

"It is all right."

Zhaen's voice echoed, a soft smile playing on his lips. "On the auction floor, it's all about strength and fair competition."

"True treasures go to those who possess divine crystals."

"Place your bid."

Zhaen nodded, his eyes slightly surprised.

He hadn't expected the stranger to be so easygoing.

This sudden change in demeanor instantly improved his impression of the enigmatic bidder.

Yet it only deepened his disdain for his own esteemed heir.

"61,000 two-stage supreme divine crystals!"

He called out, then glanced cautiously toward Zhou Zhou's direction.

Relieved that the other side had not made an offer, this second-tier supreme relic smoothly came into His possession.

He looked at the Xuwu Sacred Armor, first exhaling a sigh of relief, then coldly glanced at the kneeling Zhu Ro.

A flash of anger flickered in His eyes.

Because of this fool, a second-tier supreme relic—originally purchasable for just 54,000 second-tier supreme crystal—had suddenly increased by 6,000 crystals. Enough to buy over ten supreme-grade artifacts!

He would surely be reprimanded by the Sacred Master upon returning.

After all, He had overspent.

"Zhu Ro, your performance this time has left me and the Sacred Master utterly disappointed."

"I will report to the Sacred Master every detail that happened at this auction."

He spoke coldly.

Ignoring the sudden pallor that spread across Zhu Rong's face, he bowed to the chamber where Zhou Zhou was seated.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

"...It's nothing."

Inside the chamber.

Zhou Zhou's expression was odd.

This supreme deity of Mingyue Sacred Land seemed to regard him as an equal.

But He said nothing further—let the misunderstanding remain.

For the rest of the time, one after another, the remaining divine artifacts emerged—ranging from the highest artifacts of the second rank to the highest of the fourth rank!

Finally!

It was finally time for the grand finale—the most anticipated auction item of all.

Xiao Xi slowly addressed the assembled bidders:

"The final piece we are about to present is not a Supreme Artifact, nor is it a Will-Sacred Artifact."

"But..."

"It is, in fact, tied to the inheritance of a Will-Level existence!"

The moment the words left his lips,

every deity in the room gasped in astonishment.

Even the three Will-Level factions leapt to their feet, stunned.

"A Will-Level inheritance?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Innumerable deities gasped in shock.

An inheritance from a being of willful existence is far more valuable than a single artifact of willful power.

Upon hearing the words from the other, Zhou Zhou's heart inexplicably quickened—like a subtle foreboding of what was about to unfold.

"Specifics, Xiao Xi will not go into detail just yet."

"Let us first take a look at the final, most prestigious item up for auction."

As soon as Xiao Xi finished speaking,

the next instant,

a seal slowly materialized upon the auction stage.

This token is a uniform yellow-brown hue, etched with a dim, golden river pulsing with the aura of reincarnation.

Zhou Zhou saw the token and his pupils contracted instantly, instinctively brushing his fingers against the first treasury at his chest.

At that moment, Xiao Xi's voice echoed.

"This final, crowning piece of the auction—originates from the legacy of the fallen Yellow Springs Will's Crown—The Yellow Springs Seal!!!"