Chapter 4855 — If You Can't Play, Don't Play
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
After all, even the Thunder Mystic Pill, the rarest of seventh-grade pills, generally topped out at around this price. A normal Nurturing Essence Pill sold for only slightly over five million, and this was merely one stalk of Nurturing Essence Magic Gold Grass. At that moment everyone shared a single thought: these two have lost their minds!
"Eight million!" Wei Zhao cared not whether his opponent was an Opening-Mountain-stage titan. This was an auction—whoever had the most spirit jades won, and however formidable one's strength, one could only choke it down.
Under all those watchful eyes, Lu Dachang could not help but be struck dumb. He was an Opening-Mountain-stage titan, true enough—but merely a guest retainer of the city lord's manor, not the city lord himself. Where would he get so many spirit jades to squander at will?
Yet anyone who knew him even slightly would never expect him to let it go. Sure enough, Lu Dachang's already ferocious aura burst forth in full, and he fixed Wei Zhao with a murderous glare, bellowing, "Mother of hell, who's the blind fool daring to cross Grandpa Lu? Looking for death? I'll say it here and now—I'm having this stalk of Nurturing Essence Magic Gold Grass, and whoever dares stand in my way had better not blame Grandpa Lu for turning on friend and foe alike!"
At those words Wei Zhao could not help but curse inwardly. Truth be told, competing against an Opening-Mountain-stage titan was pressure enough, and to think the man was such a shameless old bastard!
No wonder he'd had a very bad feeling from the very start—now it had fully come to pass. Even if his funds were greater, the other side wasn't playing by the rules and was simply forcing his hand. What could he do now?
Before absolute power, all schemes and intrigues are a joke; likewise, no amount of spirit jades amounts to anything.
"I've heard my master assess this man—said he's as crude as his name, notorious for his bullying and unreasonableness. And since he's merely a guest retainer of the city lord's manor, he's never cared about rules or propriety. Even if he violates them now and then, neither City Lord Bao nor Chancellor Ling can do anything about him. We'd better be careful," Wang Xinyan said in a low voice, tugging at Wei Zhao's sleeve in warning.
Wei Zhao nodded without a change in expression, though the sight of this crimson-haired Opening-Mountain-stage guest retainer gave him a headache. Had the man been an outsider of the Opening-Mountain stage, he might not have dared to run so rampant on Morning Star City's turf—but he was a guest retainer here, and there was no reasoning to be had.
Yet no matter what, Wei Zhao could not simply give up so easily. At once he shot back in a cool tone, "Wanting the Nurturing Essence Magic Gold Grass is understandable, but this is an auction, and it must follow the auction's rules. If you can't play, then don't play. Or do you truly mean to sabotage the fairness of the Grand Auction?"
The moment Wei Zhao spoke, an uproar swept the hall. Everyone knew his background was unfathomable, but no one had imagined the fellow possessed such nerve as to square off against an Opening-Mountain-stage titan in public!
Little did they know, Wei Zhao's nerve had been forged by pure experience. Back when he was only at the Gold Core stage, he had already retreated unscathed from beneath the Old Sect of the Western Hills. Now he was at the late Nascent Soul stage, protected by a whole halo of identities—he might not necessarily have to fear this Opening-Mountain-stage titan!
Lu Dachang was likewise taken aback at the words. He could not help sizing Wei Zhao up anew from head to toe. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a thing—a mere late Nascent Soul cultivator daring to defy him in public?