43: Master, this person is so noisy

Saying that, he provocatively cupped his hands in a salute towards Su Lin's heaven character qian private box, his arrogance and disdain completely undisguised.

The atmosphere of the entire venue instantly became strange.

Everyone's gaze moved back and forth between Tang Sang and that legendary private box, the air filled with the excited scent of watching a show.

"There's a good show to watch! Who is this person? How dare he provoke the distinguished guest in the heaven character qian private box?"

"Looking at him, he probably thinks the distinguished guest inside has no money, wants to use Spirit Stones to crush them, and win the Fairy's favor at the same time!"

"Tsk tsk, commendable courage, but I wonder if his brain works..."

Inside the heaven character qian private box.

Mu Qingxue's pretty face was already covered with a layer of frost.

Su Lin glanced indifferently in the direction of the voice, "This person is the one who teleported away before us earlier."

Mu Qingxue and Ximei both sensed it.

Although Tang Sang had disguised himself, with their cultivation, they quickly captured his previous aura.

This made Mu Qingxue even more furious; first, he trespassed into Revered Master's place, and now he was making such a display.

That broken sword, which she considered worthless, was now being used by a clown as a tool to insult Revered Master.

"Revered Master, this person is noisy, Disciple wants to make him shut up forever."

Luo Ximei, on the other hand, covered her mouth and chuckled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, instead revealing an eerie bloodlust: "Hehe... what an interesting ant.

Trying to curry favor with us on Sixth Junior Sister's territory?

Revered Master, why don't Disciple capture him and make him into a blood meal snack?"

Su Lin, however, remained calm and composed; he picked up his teacup, gently blew on it, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

"No need," he said indifferently, "Qiuyue is a clean child; she doesn't like others throwing trash in her home."

These words made the two disciple instantly understand.

Downstairs, after a brief moment of stunned silence, the auctioneer immediately regained his professional composure and shouted, "This distinguished guest bids five million! Is there any higher? Five million once... five million twice..."

Seeing no movement from the heaven character qian private box, Tang Sang's smile grew even more smug.

"Five million three times! Sold! Congratulations to this distinguished guest for winning the Immortal Artifact, azure frost!"

As the auction hammer fell, Tang Sang laughed triumphantly.

However, he did not step forward to retrieve the sword, but instead arrogantly instructed the maid, "Package this sword well and send it to the heaven character qian private box, and tell them that I, Tang Sang, am gifting it to the Fairy for her amusement!"

What he wanted was the pleasure of trampling his opponent's dignity underfoot with money, right in front of everyone!

The maid did not dare to delay and quickly carried the sword box, respectfully arriving at the door of the heaven character qian private box, and gently knocked.

A moment later, the private box door opened a crack.

It was Mu Qingxue who opened the door; her face was devoid of any expression, not even a trace of a glance lingered on the maid or the sword box.

Her gaze swept over everyone and landed on the smug Tang Sang in the distance.

Just one look made Tang Sang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his blood almost freezing!

Before the maid could speak, Mu Qingxue simply raised her delicate hand and gently waved it at the sword box from a distance.

The next instant, that Immortal Artifact, azure frost, which Tang Sang regarded as a treasure and was worth five million High-Grade Spirit Stones, actually flew out of the sword box on its own!

Then, under everyone's horrified gaze, it was enveloped by an invisible force and casually thrown out like a disgusting piece of trash.

"Clang!"

With a harsh, crisp sound, the sword heavily struck the ground in front of Tang Sang, its blade colliding with the floor.

"Dirty."

A cold, icy word drifted faintly from the door crack.

Then, with a bang, the private box door slammed shut, cutting off everything inside and out.

Tang Sang's triumphant expression instantly froze, and then his forehead darkened.

He stared blankly at the dust-stained immortal sword at his feet, discarded like an old shoe, his mind a blank.

"Pfft!"

Tang Sang could no longer hold back and violently spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood!

This was no longer just a slap in the face!

This was tearing off his face, along with all his dignity, pride, and confidence, throwing it on the ground, and then grinding it into the dirt with his foot!

"Ah... hahahaha... hahahahaha!"

Inside the venue, after a brief, dead silence, someone, unable to hold back, burst into a roar of laughter.

Immediately after, jeers and mockery, like a tide, surged from all directions, completely submerging Tang Sang.

"Oh my god, spent five million for nothing?"

"More than that, he spent money to invite someone to humiliate himself; this Young Master Tang is truly a great philanthropist!"

"And to win a Fairy's smile? I think the Fairy wants him dead!"

"This is the consequence of provoking the heaven character qian private box... what a stupid idiot!"

Every word of these voices was like a red-hot sharp knife, fiercely stabbing into Tang Sang's heart. His face turned from red to purple, and from purple to black.

"It's not over... it's not over yet!"

He roared wildly in his heart, "I still have fifty million High-Grade Spirit Stones! As long as the next item, as long as the next item he shows even a little interest, I will use Spirit Stones to smash him to death!"

Soon, the secondFinal Shaft auction item was presented.

It was a fist-sized crystal, entirely black, as if it could swallow all light.

It floated quietly in the air, and the surrounding space was subtly distorted in a visible way because of it.

"Everyone! This is the rarest treasure of this auction — the void spirit crystal!"

The auctioneer's voice also carried a hint of excitement, "This item is a core accompanying product of a spatial rift; whether it is used to refine Spatial Magic Treasures or to comprehend spatial Divine Abilities, it is an supreme treasure! Its value needs no further explanation from me!"

"The void spirit crystal, starting price, five million High-Grade Spirit Stones! Each bid must not be less than three hundred thousand!"

As soon as this item appeared, the entire venue was in an uproar, and even heavy breathing could be heard from many VIP private boxes.

Space-attributed treasures are inherently rare in the world, and such a high-purity void spirit crystal is even a legendary existence!

Inside the heaven character qian private box.

Su Lin, who had been leaning back in his chair, leaned forward slightly.

"What's wrong, Revered Master? Is there something wrong with this crystal?" Mu Qingxue asked, puzzled.

"Look closely, both of you; is the aura of the enemy from the great battle a hundred years ago somewhat similar to this crystal?"

Su Lin's words exploded in the minds of Mu Qingxue and Luo Ximei!

That world-destroying battle a hundred years ago was a nightmare they could never erase from their lives.

That feeling of powerlessness and despair, facing an enemy like heavenly might, where even their breath was stolen, that tragic scene of Revered Master self-detonating his Divine Soul to protect them, was a scar etched deep into their Souls!

"Revered Master, are you saying..."