伊人久久伊人

Chapter 57 - Got It

Young Master Lin, seated in a rather uncouth manner, spread his legs wide and rested his foot on his lap.

Nestled in his arms was a woman who leaned into him, allowing him to caress her sensually. She moaned and gasped, clearly enjoying his touch.

“Young Master Lin, the Fire Spirit Chalcedony is here!” The woman, previously lost in pleasure, immediately perked up and sat upright.

Young Master Lin pulled the woman back into his arms, laughing. “Rest assured. This Fire Spirit Chalcedony is yours. Let\'s see who dares challenge my wealth and desire.”

In another private room not far away from Young Master Lin’s, four people sat down, each carrying a sword on their backs. They exuded a formidable aura, sharp and intense.

Among them were three men and one woman. The leader, a fiery-tempered teenager, radiated an aura akin to molten lava. His cultivation level stood at the late stage of the seventh level.

“Junior Brother Wang, there’s a Fire Spirit Chalcedony in this auction, as expected. If you obtain it, your profound tier cultivation technique will undoubtedly advance; the power of your Great Sun Universe Sword will increase significantly,” said a youth dressed in a golden robe with a faint smile, lightly knocking on the table.

The teenager, Junior Brother Wang, also flashed a smile and said, “You’re right. With this Fire Spirit Chalcedony, I can advance to the eighth level. My primeval qi will be like flaming magma, and the might of my Great Sun Universe Sword will also reach new heights. I will be able to sweep through everyone in the sect under the Qi Grandmaster realm then.”

“Haha, then let us extend our congratulations in advance for Junior Brother\'s remarkable increase in strength,” another youth chimed in, his tone filled with flattery.

“Heehee, after Senior Brother Tengfei obtains this Fire Spirit Chalcedony, your strength will indeed reach new heights. When the time comes to enter the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land, you will surely gain even greater benefits. Advancing to the Qi Grandmaster realm wouldn’t be a problem either. Senior Brother Tengfei and Senior Brother Fuchen will surely become the pride of our Floating Cloud Sword Sect. At that time, don’t forget this Junior Sister and help me out," the woman added with a smile, playfully winking at Senior Brother Wang.

These four people were disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, one of the four great sects in Qingyang County.

Hearing the three’s flattery, a hint of arrogance appeared on Wang Tengfei’s face, but he said humbly, “I may be considered somewhat talented, but compared to my older cousin Wang Fuchen, I am far inferior. I am nothing.”

“Haha, you’re too modest, Junior Brother Wang. You brothers are the idols of us outer sect disciples.” The three laughed.

“All right, the Fire Spirit Chalcedony is coming up.”

Wang Tengfei waved his hand, shifting his gaze toward the Fire Spirit Chalcedony on the auction stage below. A determined look flashed in his eyes as he set his sights on obtaining it.

......

“Senior Sister, it’s indeed the Fire Spirit Chalcedony,” Chen Fan said with a smile, and his eyes lit up.

Qin Yao also felt a surge of excitement, but she quickly composed herself. She looked a little troubled and mumbled, “Sigh, looks like it will be impossible to obtain this Fire Spirit Chalcedony. Father sent me down the mountain with only three hundred and fifty primeval stones.”

She stood up and prepared to leave, realizing that the Fire Spirit Chalcedony was beyond her reach.

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister. I have the money.”

Chen Fan firmly held Qin Yao\'s wrist, preventing her from leaving. “I have quite a lot of primeval stones on me. No matter what, I’ll help Senior Sister buy this Fire Spirit Chalcedony.”

Somewhere deep in Qin Yao’s heart, she felt a strange softness. She wanted to say something but felt a lump in her throat, unable to utter a single word.

Meanwhile, the sounds of bidding had already begun to rise and fall. In just a short period, the price of the Fire Spirit Chalcedony had escalated to five hundred primeval stones.

This amount created a significant divide, causing many bidders to reach their financial limits. Consequently, fewer voices were competing for the item.

“Five hundred and fifty primeval stones.”

Young Master Lin, situated in private room number thirty-four on the second floor, decided to make his move.

“Five hundred and sixty primeval stones.”

“Five hundred and eighty primeval stones.”

“Six hundred! I want to see who dares challenge me, Lin Ba, for this Fire Spirit Chalcedony!” Young Master Lin, displaying his wealth and dominance, swiftly raised the bid to six hundred primeval stones.

Upon hearing this bid, some individuals immediately backed down, intimidated by Lin Ba\'s reputation.

Lin Ba hailed from the prestigious Lin Clan. It was a martial clan in Watermoon City, a grade-one city under the jurisdiction of Qingyang County, with an old ancestor in the Yuanfu realm.

“Six hundred and ten!” Chen Fan raised his card and bid just as Lin Ba’s voice fell.

“Damn it. You have guts, brat. I’ve already given the word out, and you still dare bid. Are you looking to die?” Lin Ba’s gaze shot over from the private room, vicious as a snake.

Chen Fan said plainly, “Keep going if you have the money; go away if you don’t. Who cares if you’re Lin Ba or a bastard? In the World\'s End Pavilion, the only language that matters is money—primeval stones, you understand? Poor bastard.”

“Argh, damn it. Damn you! You dare call me a poor bastard? Just wait and see. Seven hundred primeval stones!” Lin Ba, consumed by anger, shouted and raised the bid to a sky-high price.

“Seven hundred and ten primeval stones,” Chen Fan said plainly.

“Eight hundred primeval stones!” Lin Ba couldn’t restrain his anger and raised the price again.

“Eight hundred and ten primeval stones,” Chen Fan called out unhurriedly, increasing the bid by precisely ten primeval stones as usual.

“Damn it, damn it! A thousand primeval stones!” Lin Ba, in a fit of anger, raised the bid by nearly two hundred primeval stones in one go. He jumped to his feet and cursed loudly, his soul seemingly ready to leave him.

“Junior Brother, why don’t we let it go? This price is too much,” Qin Yao pulled on Chen Fan’s sleeve and whispered.

A thousand primeval stones were significantly higher than the market price, nearly two or three times the Fire Spirit Chalcedony’s value.

Furthermore, she was worried Chen Fan didn’t have that many primeval stones.

If he couldn\'t fulfill the payment later, the World\'s End Pavilion wouldn\'t be a forgiving place.

Chen Fan smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Senior Sister. I know what I’m doing. Eleven hundred primeval stones! That Lin Ba guy or whatever, keep going if you can. This gentleman is not lacking in money. I do want to see how much more you have in your pockets.”

Chen Fan\'s nonchalant attitude infuriated Lin Ba even more.

“Damn it, damn it! You little bastard, I don’t believe this!”

Lin Ba was so frustrated that he wanted to bid again, but the servant standing behind him said, “You can’t, Young Master. Our objective here is that item. If you keep squabbling with this kid, I’m afraid that item will... And when we return to the clan, I’m afraid Old Master will fly into a rage. We can just let this kid have his way for now. I’ll send someone to keep an eye on him. Once the auction ends, we can dispose of him and consider it as him spending money to buy the Fire Spirit Chalcedony for you, Young Master.”

Lin Ba’s anger finally subsided slightly. “Alright. Immediately send someone to keep an eye on him. He dares compete with me and even insult this Young Master. I’ll have him wish he was dead instead!”

“Yes.”

That servant waved his hand. Another servant, with cultivation at the seventh level, promptly left the private room to carry out the task.

Lin Ba sat back down on the chair with an ugly expression. A sinister look flashed in his eyes, looking forward to the end of the auction. He planned to make Chen Fan regret his entire life.

Meanwhile, in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect disciples’ private room:

“What do we do, Junior Brother Wang? Our main objective here is that item. If we bid for this Fire Spirit Chalcedony, I’m afraid we won’t be able to get our hands on that item,” said the gold-robed youth.

The price of the Fire Spirit Chalcedony had already exceeded a thousand primeval stones. Although they had enough primeval stones, their true objective wasn’t the Fire Spirit Chalcedony but the grand finale of this auction.

A peculiar glint flashed in Wang Tengfei\'s eyes as he replied, “It doesn\'t matter. That kid has offended Lin Ba. He wouldn’t let him off. He can get it, but he won’t get to use it. When the time comes, we\'ll play the role of the oriole behind the mantis. I’ll definitely get my hands on that Fire Spirit Chalcedony. No one can take it away from me.” [1]

“Hehe, since you put it that way, Junior Brother Wang, then let’s have this kid hold onto the Fire Spirit Chalcedony for us temporarily.” The gold-robed youth smiled coldly.

Since Lin Ba didn’t continue bidding, Chen Fan got the Fire Spirit Chalcedony for eleven hundred primeval stones.

1. Popular idiom, the praying mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. It means to pursue a narrow gain while neglecting a greater danger. ?