Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 58

The entire auction hall fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone held their breath, eyes wide with disbelief. The buyer in Room 98 was truly loaded!

Man Ling couldn’t hide the smile on her face. She brought down the gavel for the first time. “Five hundred and one million, first call.”

Silence reigned.

Thud!—

The second strike. “Five hundred and one million, second call.”

Man Ling held the gavel aloft, delaying the final strike. Her beautiful eyes swept across all the floors.

Xiao Qingfeng’s fingers trembled with excitement as he muttered under his breath, “Hurry up and strike! Hurry…”

Every heart seemed suspended, all eyes fixed intently on the gavel in Man Ling’s hand.

Thud!—

The third strike fell, yet the tension in the room remained palpable.

Man Ling’s melodious voice rang out, “Five hundred and one million, third and final call. Congratulations to the guest in Room 98 for winning the Heavenly Origin Fruit.”

Instantly, countless powerful auras surged towards Man Ling.

It was clear: some were attempting to seize the Heavenly Origin Fruit by force.

A black-clad figure shot towards Man Ling, shouting, “The Heavenly Origin Fruit must be mine!”

Following him, several more dark figures rushed out from various levels, all targeting the box in Man Ling’s hands.

Man Ling retreated several steps, her eyes filled with tension.

Although the Pavilion Master had assured her that arrangements were in place, facing Nascent Soul level cultivators as a Golden Core cultivator was undeniably frightening!

Just as the first black-clad figure was about to reach the stage, a fierce wind blade shot out, cleanly slicing the would-be thief in half at the waist.

In that instant, blood sprayed everywhere, followed by countless screams of terror.

The remaining black-clad figures, witnessing this gruesome scene, still did not flee. They continued their desperate charge for the fruit, seemingly ready to face death.

Several tongues of scorching flame suddenly appeared, enveloping the remaining assailants.

In a flash, every single person who had tried to steal the Heavenly Origin Fruit was utterly reduced to ashes.

Those who had been contemplating similar moves immediately halted their actions.

These black-clad figures were all Nascent Soul cultivators! The Shumoge’s guards had eliminated them all without the slightest effort. Making a move now would be sheer suicide!

At that moment, an overwhelmingly terrifying pressure descended, enveloping the entire auction hall.

Everyone turned deathly pale, not daring to make a sound.

Some, unable to withstand the dreadful pressure, dropped to their knees.

Even the numerous Void God cultivators on the ninth floor were gritting their teeth, resisting the force.

Xiao Hongyu’s face was grave as he murmured to himself, “The power of a peak Void God is truly this terrifying! So the saying is true: a single level’s difference at the Void God realm is like an insurmountable chasm!”

Then, a resonant voice boomed through the air, “Everyone should be aware of the Shumoge’s rules. Items won at auction belong solely to the buyer. Anyone who causes trouble within our walls is challenging the dignity of the Shumoge. Their fate will be the same as this stone!”

BOOM!—

A decorative Xuan iron stone in the main hall instantly shattered into dust.

The crowd gasped, a chill rising from their feet, hearts pounding like drums.

“As long as you remain peaceful and orderly within the Shumoge, what you do after leaving is your own affair. However, if we discover anyone indiscriminately killing innocents in pursuit of the Heavenly Origin Fruit, the Shumoge will hold them accountable!”

“The auction will now continue. You have half an hour to prepare your spirit stones.” The booming voice faded away.

The oppressive pressure vanished along with it, and everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

The Void God cultivators were drenched in cold sweat, their faces pale.

Those below the Void God realm had fared even worse; some couldn’t even stand up, their clothes completely soaked.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

For instance, Feng Qingran sat relaxed and at ease, a spirit snack in her left hand and a cup of tea in her right, looking utterly content!

She said cheerfully, “Seventh Senior Brother, you’re the best! These spirit snacks are delicious. But how did you get back so quickly?”

“Finished my business and returned,” Mo Jinghong replied. His peerlessly handsome features held a touch of fondness in his dark eyes.

“Seventh Senior Brother, that person outside earlier was Master, wasn’t it? What made him finally show up?” Feng Qingran blinked her sparkling eyes.

“I ran into Master and asked him to come back with me,” Mo Jinghong said. When he had followed the aura and found Li Ziming, the man had already been beaten to a pulp by Ye Wentian.

Li Ziming lay on the ground, barely breathing, unable to believe that he had been utterly… demolished by someone from a lower realm!

When Li Ziming saw the noble and imposing Mo Jinghong, he immediately pleaded for help. Little did he expect Mo Jinghong’s methods to be even more ruthless.

Mo Jinghong walked up to Ye Wentian and said respectfully, “Master, leave this person to me.”

“All yours,” Ye Wentian waved dismissively and tried to slip away.

Mo Jinghong’s voice stopped him. “Master, you haven’t returned to Lingyun Sect for two years. Come back with me later.”

Ye Wentian laughed awkwardly. “Well, Jinghong, your master has an appointment with Master Qianji… I have things to do. You go back first, I’ll return a bit later.”

Mo Jinghong said quietly, “Master, wait here. Come back with me. I have a teleportation talisman.”

Ye Wentian rubbed his nose. Even though he was the Sect Leader of Lingyun Sect, he was still wary of Mo Jinghong!

Seeing that Ye Wentian stayed put, Mo Jinghong walked over to Li Ziming. With a flick of his wrist,

A glowing Immortal Pearl was forcibly extracted from Li Ziming’s body.

“Ahhh!!!”—

Li Ziming let out a heart-rending scream. “How is this possible! Who are you people? Why are you in this world too? Could it be… you’re also here for the Purple Thunder?”