Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1942 - 1973: True Dragon Blood

"One hundred and fifteen thousand for the second time.""One hundred and fifteen thousand for the third time."

As Qing Feng's hammer struck down with three consecutive shouts, the treasure rod fell into Ye Feng's hands.

At this moment, the people in the other nine rooms glanced toward Ye Feng, unable to see his figure or cultivation due to the formation's barrier.

Yet they were curious about Ye Feng, puzzled as to why someone in a VIP room would choose such a treasure rod.

Could there be something extraordinary within that treasure rod?

As this thought crossed their minds, they began to believe it more and more.

However, they could only sigh softly, for even if there were mysteries in the treasure rod, it was no longer their concern, as it was in Ye Feng's hands.

In the end, all the people in each room could only suppress this matter in their hearts.

Meanwhile, in Ye Feng's room, a stunning young girl walked in.

She was carrying a tray.

"Senior, this is the treasure rod you bought," the girl said gently.

Ye Feng nodded, and with a flick of his hand, a pile of Black Crystal appeared on the tray, causing the girl to leave with slight disappointment without turning back.

She had hoped to gain Ye Feng's favor during the exchange, which would grant her a better position, a luxurious life, and the qualification to leave here.

Yet unexpectedly, Ye Feng didn't even glance at her, dismissing her silently, shattering her hopeful heart into disappointment and depression.

After the girl left, Ye Feng lost interest in the subsequent auction, quietly observing the treasure rod in his hand.

As he looked at it, his grip suddenly increased, and when his fingers clashed together, a powerful force was unleashed.

The treasure rod, which had shone brightly moments ago, crumbled entirely, and all its components vanished.

In the instant those components disappeared, a drop of blood flowed into Ye Feng's palm.

The blood was crimson, exuding an immensely powerful energy from within.

Upon sensing the energy contained in this blood, Ye Feng's lips curled into a smile.

"Indeed, it's True Dragon Blood, and even Dragon Blood. If this were known outside, who knows what kind of stir it would create; it seems there are still some good items in this auction." Ye Feng thought as he collected the drop of True Dragon Blood.

With this in mind, Ye Feng regained interest in the upcoming auctions, while Green, sitting quietly, watched the bustling auction outside with fixed eyes.

It had been an hour since Ye Feng acquired the treasure rod, during which about a dozen items had been auctioned off.

However, none of the auctioned items were what Ye Feng desired.

None of the auctioned items attracted Ye Feng.

Yet Ye Feng did not give up but continued to watch the auction intently as before.

Time drifted by again, and with several more items failing to sell, the auction's atmosphere reached a fervent peak.

Nearly everyone in the regular seats widened their eyes, watching everything happening in the auction.

Under everyone's scrutiny, Qing Feng grabbed a tray from the girl beside him onstage.

When he unveiled the red cloth on the tray, a bead emitting black light was revealed, the size of a thumb.

Smooth and brilliantly lustrous, it gave an overwhelmingly dazzling impression, prompting people in the rooms to close their eyes immediately, not even glancing at it as if staring longer would waste their time.

Meanwhile, the cultivators below quietened, their breathing evened out.

Everyone stared intently at the bead on the tray, disappointed it emitted no aura.

They then looked towards Qing Feng.

As Qing Feng faced their gazes, he smiled slightly, raised the bead, and began to introduce it.

"I suppose many fellow Daoists here are wondering what this bead is. Honestly, even I don't know."

"Its origin, materials, and everything related to it, despite thorough research, I couldn't find any information or yield any results, not even its use."

"Though I know little about this bead, one thing is certain: it is not ordinary."

"Perhaps this bead is likely a remnant from an ancient artifact from ancient times."

"In any case, I find this bead quite mysterious, and our auction house is presenting it because our manager believes there might be someone among the Daoists who can uncover its function and utilize it well."

Qing Feng's unending voice filled the silent venue as people in the rooms pondered.

After a few breaths, the young master who spoke earlier spoke again, "Qing Feng, you prattle on just to sell this useless bead, aren't you?"

"Trying to fool others with this bead might work, but fooling me isn't easy. I bet after my remark, no one here will take interest in this bead, right?"

As soon as the young master's words echoed, everyone seemed to be invigorated, now watching Qing Feng and the bead with different eyes.