Dai Yaoheng, furious.
"Hm?"
"Still not leaving?"
"Don't waste this old lady's time!"
…
As soon as the Title Douluo spoke, just a wisp of their aura leaked out, and Dai Yaoheng's eyes instantly cleared up.
He gave Huo Yuhao one last deep look.
What sort of ability did this boy have, to gather so many powerful figures around him?
But he also knew the matter was hopeless. Without another word, he silently withdrew.
This retreat alone was enough to
[Changed Dai Yaoheng's fate, +10,000 fortune points!]
Such a massive number.
It was clear that the many Elders, Deans, and inner court disciples present all remembered that "Huo Yuhao and Dai Yaoheng had a deep grudge," and the vast majority leaned toward Yuhao.
As the saying goes, "he who loses the way has few to help him." Dai Yaoheng's days ahead would surely not be easy.
Graduating quickly and going home was his best path.
"Alright, just a small matter," Lin Huiqun raised her voice.
"As for the core effects of the Muscle Transformation Manual and Taichi, we've already announced them beforehand. If there's still uncertainty, ask your elders who are familiar."
"Today's auction will be a bit different. It won't simply be about who has the most resources, but whose offer can truly move the boy at my side, Yuhao."
"You old fellows already know him, but let me introduce him to the inner court juniors—this is Huo Yuhao, one of Elder Mu's personal disciples. The strength of the Holy Flame Sect he belongs to surpasses even Elder Mu himself, so if what you're offering isn't worthy, don't bother bidding."
"Now, we begin the auction for the Muscle Transformation Manual skill book. This guarantees 100% comprehension of the technique, far more effective than being taught by someone else. Unless your talent is truly terrible, you'll basically be able to master it."
"Note: this is a one-time item, with a restriction forbidding it from being passed on to others. The academy will also supervise, so don't think about loopholes."
After giving them time to process, Lin Huiqun spoke again:
"I'll make the first bid—10 million gold soul coins."
At this price, quite a few inner court disciples twitched their eyelids.
Did it really need to be this exaggerated?
It was just the first stage of the Muscle Transformation Manual, while that Golden Radiance Left Arm Bone earlier had gone for only 9.5 million!
But reality was far crazier than they thought.
"12 million gold soul coins," Elder Song said. "I have a grandson whose innate soul power is low; I'll rely on this to give him a chance. Everyone, give me some face."
"Who doesn't have a useless junior in their family?" Gong Changlong bellowed. "8 million gold soul coins, plus a designated soul ring under 10,000 years!"
Eh?
That got people thinking. As Title Douluo, they could also use manpower in their bids!
"Declined," Zhuge Lan interjected. "Your two martial souls don't have enough open soul ring slots left."
Huo Yuhao didn't hesitate, relaying,
"Sorry, Brother Lan has already arranged my soul rings. I don't need more in this area."
Gong Changlong smacked his lips in regret and sat back down.
"A level 7 soul tool design blueprint," Qian Duoduo shouted.
"What a joke!" Cai Mei'er cut him down. "Everyone knows Yuhao is going to double-specialize in soul tools. Do you think people won't give him designs when he needs them? You're just trying to get something for nothing! I bid 20 million gold soul coins!"
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Qian Duoduo flared up. "And where'd you get so much money? Did you take your husband's family fortune?"
"None of your business!" Cai Mei'er rolled her eyes. "If you have money, bid. If not, get lost."
"Hah! Who says I don't have money?" Qian Duoduo was furious. "But I can't even use the Muscle Transformation Manual. Let's just let you all drain each other's coffers first."
Cai Mei'er sneered.
Maybe because the price was too high, or maybe because of Qian Duoduo's words about "draining finances," no one else bid.
Lin Huiqun began the countdown.
Most of the Title Douluo couldn't use the first stage of the Muscle Transformation Manual themselves. Spending such a high price to give it to their juniors was wasteful. It was better to go directly to Huo Yuhao for instruction.
As for the inner court disciples who could use it? They simply couldn't afford it.
"20 million gold soul coins, third call—sold!"
The gavel fell.
Lin Huiqun floated the skill book with soul power and pushed it toward Cai Mei'er. She sent a gold card in return. After checking it, Lin Huiqun immediately handed the book to Huo Yuhao.
Then came the real highlight of the day—the Taichi skill book that had helped Yan Shaozhe break through!
Just as Lin Huiqun brought it out, Gong Changlong suddenly stood and shouted:
"I'll offer the torso bone of a Hellhound, 72,000 years, obtained when I got my ninth soul ring! If it didn't overlap with my other bones, I'd have absorbed it long ago!"
Huo Yuhao wasn't particularly tempted.
His attribute was ice, and that clearly had a fire attribute.
At best, it might suit Wang Dong. But Wang Dong already had a 240,000-year torso bone. This 72,000-year one didn't compare.
On the other hand, Ma Xiaotao's eyes blazed as she stared at Gong Changlong.
So this old man had been hiding such a treasure? Not a word of it before!
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao became thoughtful and began to consult with Zhuge Lan.
Meanwhile, more bids came pouring in.
"I have a drop of Nine Nether Spring Dew!" Cai Mei'er declared. "It comes from the Nether Marsh, a deadly land once on the Sun-Moon Continent, long since destroyed in the continental collision. Drinking it grants immunity to nearly all poisons under rank 95, and it may even grant the special ability Nether Eye, letting you pierce illusions! It fits your Spirit Eyes perfectly!"
"I've got a level 7 soul tool, the Invincible Shield! No one under Title Douluo can break it! Plus another 5 million gold soul coins!" Qian Duoduo shouted.
"I have a granddaughter, stunningly beautiful…"
"Bah! Old man, trying to get both the treasure and a son-in-law?"
"Why not? Don't you allow someone to have a grandson-in-law?"
"Who says grandsons aren't fine? I think Yuhao and that Wang Dong…"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
…
After a round of intense offers, the inner court disciples were dumbfounded.
So the elders of the academy had this much stuff hidden away?
Every single item was incredible!
Too bad none of it was theirs to touch.
Instead, they were all laid out before Huo Yuhao, for him alone to choose from.
Envy burned in every gaze.
Half a minute later, the Title Douluo stopped bidding and looked to Huo Yuhao.
They had all laid their cards on the table. Now, what would the boy choose?
Huo Yuhao, having finished his consultation, put on a troubled look.
"It seems everyone here truly loves Taichi."
"Then why not just join my Holy Flame Sect? It can be taught for free."
The old men glanced at each other. Not one dared to speak.
—If anyone caved here, the rest would immediately follow. Then whose side would Shrek belong to?
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao sighed.
"Since Shrek has nurtured me, as a member of the academy I also want to contribute."
"If you won't join, yet you value Taichi so highly…"
"Then I can try to ask Brother Lan if he can make a few more Taichi skill books."
"We can follow the bids you just made. Forget the gold soul coins, but if anyone is willing to trade items…"
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