Chapter Eighty-Seven The Auction Comes to an End

  Three hundred million yuan is indeed beyond Mochengde's bottom line!

  This time, his bottom line was 280 million yuan, but Zheng Nan suddenly raised the price to 300 million yuan, causing him to lose control of his emotions and crush the teacup in his hand.

  Zheng Nan looked at Mu Chengde's somewhat enraged expression, with a pleased smile on his face, and said: "Brother Chengde, if you're not feeling well, why don't you go back and rest early?"

  "Uncle De, forget it, just let them have their way this once." Mu Hansheng said softly.

  Yao Li fell silent for a moment, then said, "Mingyuetang, 300 million Xuan coins at once."

  "Three billion two hundred million yuan!"

  When everyone thought it was all over, a hoarse but majestic voice suddenly rang out.

  "Wow!"

  A commotion erupted in the auction hall, with everyone following the sound to see which power was so stunning that it could bid a sky-high price of 3.2 billion yuan.

  Zheng Nan's expression stiffened, his entire face suddenly becoming extremely gloomy. He looked at the person with eyes that carried a cold and icy intent.

  Mo Feng also cast his gaze towards the source of the sound, an old man with white hair walked in from the entrance of the auction house, his eyes were somewhat cloudy, his face was full of wrinkles, like a street-side old man, but the strong aura emanating from him reminded people that he was absolutely not an ordinary old man.

  Behind the old man were four middle-aged men with robust physiques, each exuding an aura of ferocity and evilness, their strength surprisingly surpassing that of the Form Creation realm.

  "Grandpa!"

  "Respectful greetings, elder!"

  When Mu Hanqing and Mu Chengde saw the old man, they looked surprised and excited. The visitor was none other than Mu Huaizhi, one of the three senior elders of the Mu clan's inner court.

  Because Mu Huai Zhi rarely goes out, Mu Feng has also never seen him before.

  Mo Huai's face, full of wrinkles, had an aura of unspoken authority, and the dignified atmosphere made everyone present feel a inexplicable pressure.

  Zheng Nan's calmness from just now instantly vanished, his face turning extremely unsightly. Looking at his flustered and exasperated appearance, Mu Feng, Mu Han Qing, and Mu Cheng De among others felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in their hearts.

  Everyone present looked at the old man with reverence, and even Andā, a half-step transcendent strongman, could clearly feel the pressure brought by the old man.

  Mu Huai walked slowly to the place where the Mu clan was, and Mu Chengde and others, as well as the people around him, all stood up to greet him, not daring to be slightly slow.

  About the legend of Mu Huai Zhi, many people have also heard a lot. In those years, Mu Huai Zhi was the commander of the Black Armor Army of the Mu Clan, and he fought in battles everywhere, killing countless people, his reputation shook all directions, and his cultivation reached the peak of the Small Completion stage of the Out-of-Body Realm.

  "Grandfather, how did you come?" Mu Hanqing almost jumped to Mu Huai's side, excitedly asked, while helping him sit down.

  "Hehe, Grandpa is coming to take a look, it seems the situation isn't quite right?" Mu Huai's gentle hand stroked Mu Hanqing's head as he smiled and said, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Mu Feng.

  "Grandfather, are they bullying me?" Mu Hanqing pointed at Zheng Nan and others, her voice suddenly trembling, a layer of mist welling up in her beautiful eyes. This was precisely the coquettish trick that Mu Hanqing often used to manipulate Mu Huaiyi.

  "Alright, it's okay, Grandpa will help you vent." Mu Huai Zhi gently patted Mu Han Qing's little head with a smile and cast his gaze at Mu Feng.

  "Are you Mu Feng?" Mu Huai Zhi's eyes seemed a bit dull, but his gaze was like lightning, and the majestic aura made Mu Feng feel immense pressure.

  "Junior Mo has seen Senior Mo." Mo Feng said respectfully, paying his respects to Mo Huai Zhi as a junior. Despite everything, Mo Feng still held the seniors of the Mo clan in high esteem.

  "Alright, alright." Mu Huai Zhi said two "goods" in a row and also asked Mu Cheng De and others to sit down.

  Yao Li said at this time: "Three billion two hundred million Xuan coins, is there anyone who will make a bid?"

  Everyone involuntarily cast their eyes on Zheng Nan of Mingyuetang. Zheng Nan's expression was extremely stiff, and even sweat appeared on his forehead, making him look extremely flustered.

  He was originally destined to win this time, but Mu Huai's appearance disrupted his plan. Mu Huai holds the financial power of the entire Mu family clan, and he can grasp the bottom line much higher than Mu Chengde knows. Moreover, three billion yuan is also his own bottom line.

  "Three billion three hundred million yuan!" After deliberating for a while, Zheng Nan finally quoted another price.

  "Three billion five hundred million yuan, Zheng Tangzhu, if you can offer a higher price than this, then this martial art will belong to you." Mu Huaiyi smiled and said, the hoarse laughter echoing throughout the auction hall, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.

  Zheng Nan helplessly looked at Mu Huai Zhi for a moment, then hung his head and sat down, not speaking for the time being.

  Everyone can tell by his appearance that he has already given up.

  With Yao Li's three questions, a loud hammering sound, this ninth rank Taixu Step finally fell into the hands of the Mu family, becoming the fifth rank Xuanji Wuxue of the Mu family.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Master Xie Shi."

  Everyone's gaze fell upon the old man who walked out from behind, his face slightly pale, with white hair and beard, but a peculiar aura emanated from him, an energy unique to Soul Masters - Soul Power!

  Xie Shi first glanced at Mu Huai Zhi, and after the two elderly men nodded to each other, he said: "Thank you all for attending this auction. The items being auctioned today, whether in terms of quantity or quality, I believe have not disappointed everyone..."

  Xie Shi's orthodox ending speech drew a perfect full stop for this auction.

  This auction was undoubtedly extremely successful, with the total amount of the auction reaching nearly 1 billion yuan. This number has never appeared in previous auctions.

  However, the items that appeared in this auction were indeed extraordinary. The value of that single lower-grade Xuan-tier martial art alone was equivalent to the total amount of the previous auction.

  After the auction ended, everyone was still talking about the wonderful things at the auction. Zheng Nan had already left with the Fengyun Sect, while people from other sects came to pay their respects to Mu Huai Zhi, who smiled and responded one by one.

  "Long time no see, Brother Huaizhi." Xie Shi, who was also on the auction stage, walked over. He had interacted with Muhuai Zhi many times and their relationship had always been quite good.

  "Thank you, Master. I've been wanting to visit you for a long time, but I haven't had the chance yet. There's just too much going on with family matters." Mu Huai Zhi's face also lit up with a smile when he saw his old friend.

  "Alright, I just got a good wine, want to taste it?" Xie Shi had reached the state of being out of this world and had extremely strong resistance to hunger and thirst. With the power of heaven and earth, he could even go without eating or drinking for a long time. However, he was extremely fond of fine wines and had collected various types in his residence.

  "Alright, it's settled then." Mu Huai Zhi turned his head to say to Mu Cheng De beside him: "Cheng De, take Qing Er and the others back first. I'll catch up with Master Xie for a bit."

  "Yes." Mu Chengde said respectfully.

  Mufeng and Muhanching also returned to the Mu Mansion with Muzhende and others. However, when leaving, Xieshi's gaze stayed on Mufeng for a moment.