Chapter 4127 — Enemies Meet Again
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"I know," Wei Shenjin said with a grim nod, then ground his teeth and raised the bid: "Five thousand five hundred spirit jade!"
Even as a core disciple of the Snow Sword Sect and a cultivator of early Golden Core, squandering so much spirit jade on a single top-grade spirit jade made his heart bleed. Yet even so, Wei Zhao had no intention of letting him and Situ Qian have their way.
"Five thousand six hundred spirit jade," Wei Zhao said, raising again without the slightest change of expression.
"Fine! Very fine! Splendid!" Wei Shenjin stared coldly across the distance at Wei Zhao and gave a cold snort. "Friend, Wei has taken note of you!"
"And I've taken note of you!" Wei Zhao shot back at once with a cold laugh. "Something I could have had for one thousand one hundred, and you drag the price all the way up here—very fine indeed!"
"Then let us see how this plays out!" Wei Shenjin said, laughing in sheer fury. Though he did harbor some misgivings about Wei Zhao sitting beside Cai Zhongxuan, he absolutely could not afford to lose face in front of the crowd.
Besides, in his view, even if the brat knew Cai Zhongxuan, he was by no means certainly one of the Pill Hall's people—and even if he were, his standing there could hardly be high. As a core disciple of the Snow Sword Sect, he had no lack of grounds to strike back; he need only act cleanly and leave no opening for anyone to seize upon.
To onlookers, Wei Shenjin's thinly veiled threat was a rare bit of spectacle, but Wei Zhao had no intention of paying him any mind at all. From the mortal realm all the way to Cloud Stair Island, he had heard such threats a hundred times over and more; had he taken each one to heart, he could not even have kept count, much less found the leisure for it.
"Young Hero Lin, I have heard tell of this Wei Shenjin—he is the rising star of the Snow Sword Sect's younger generation, and both in strength and in method he is thoroughly seasoned. You would do well to be careful, and not give him a chance to strike from the shadows," Cai Zhongxuan warned with some concern.
The cultivation world may vie over patrons and backing, but in the end what matters most is one's own strength. Wei Shenjin was a cultivator of early Golden Core through and through, and in anyone's eyes Wei Zhao, merely at the peak of late Foundation Establishment, could not possibly be his match.
"Elder Cai need not worry. I made an enemy of him long ago; today's little bit hardly makes a difference," Wei Zhao said with an unconcerned shake of his head.
Recalling the feud between Wei Zhao, Xue Li, and the Snow Sword Sect—one that had long since become a matter of life and death—Cai Zhongxuan said no more for the moment, resolving only to keep a closer watch on Wei Zhao's behalf in the days to come.
Five thousand six hundred spirit jade—enough to force even Wei Shenjin to withdraw in unwilling defeat. The price had long since far outstripped the value of a top-grade spirit jade, and naturally no one else bid further. Without question, the top-grade spirit jade fell into Wei Zhao's hands.
Holding the top-grade spirit jade he had won, Wei Zhao was curious as to what special value it truly held, but under so many watchful eyes he could hardly make any attempt; he could only put it away for now and, once back, ask that ghostly thing for a clear answer.
As the next lot was brought to the stage, the stir over the top-grade spirit jade was quickly cast from people's minds. After all, they had come here to bid on treasures; watching a bit of drama was merely a diversion, not something to dwell on for long.
The only ones who would truly keep the matter in mind were likely the two parties involved—or rather, only Wei Shenjin, who had lost face. Wei Zhao had never been one to set much store by the likes of him.