Chapter 423: Announcement of another auction

Chapter 423: Announcement of another auction The open space of the banquet was deathly quiet.


The air, which had moments ago been thick with the heat of the fire dragon’s rage, was now cold and still.


The silence was heavy, filled with the collective shock of thousands of people who had just seen the impossible.


An Eternal Sovereign had been erased.


He hadn’t been defeated in a long battle.


He hadn’t been wounded.


He had simply ceased to exist.


The leaders of the various races stood like statues.


They couldn’t believe their eyes.


For a long time, the rumors about Ethan Hunt were all about his wealth.


People whispered that he was just a heir with a terrifying background and massive influence.


They thought his power came from the "family" that stood behind him.


They were wrong.


Melida felt her throat go dry.


She slowly swallowed her saliva, her hands still trembling from the residual energy in the room.


"He can kill an Eternal Sovereign?" she whispered to herself.


"We were all wrong. He isn’t just a man with a powerful background. He is a catastrophe on his own. He doesn’t need anyone to protect him."


She closed her eyes and tried to sense his life force again.


"But his life breath is so young... it feels like he is the same age as Rose. It’s not possible. How can someone so young possess the power to delete an Eternal Sovereign from reality?"


Ethan didn’t seem to care about her confusion.


He remained floating in the air for a few seconds.


The light from the broken chandeliers caught his silhouette, giving him a calm, demonic arrogance.


Down on the floor, Zara leaned toward her sister, her eyes wide.


She was usually the most energetic one, but even she was stunned into a whisper.


"He looks so handsome, don’t you think so, sis?"


Zara poked Rose in the side.


"He looks like a dark god."


Rose didn’t answer immediately.


She was distracted.


She had seen many powerful men, many princes, and many warriors, but Ethan was different.


There was a raw, dangerous beauty to him that was terrifying and magnetic at the same time.


When Zara poked her, Rose jumped slightly, coming back to her senses.


Her cheeks flushed a light pink, and she quickly looked away, trying to regain her composure.


The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly.


The fear remained, but it was now covered by a thick layer of flattery.


In the world of the strong, power was the only thing that earned respect.


The representatives from the other dragon races—the Lightning Dragons and the Poison Dragons—were the first to move.


They didn’t even look at the spot where their fellow fire dragon had been erased.


Instead, they rushed toward the area where Ethan was landing.


"It is a true honor to meet you, Mr. Hunt!"


One of the Lightning Dragon elders said, bowing so low his forehead almost touched the floor.


The members of the lesser races were even more extreme.


They weren’t just bowing; they were practically prostrating themselves.


In their eyes, Ethan wasn’t just a guest anymore.


He was a god with the power of changing fates.


You didn’t just kill a member of the Fire Dragon royal family unless you were ready to destroy their entire race.


And Ethan had done it like he was swatting a fly.


Ethan landed softly and straightened his dark coat.


He looked around the place, his gaze resting on the different groups.


"I can see members from the Lightning Dragon and Poison Dragon races are here," Ethan said.


A small smile played on his lips.


"Why don’t you stay in the city for a few days? I’ve decided to throw another grand auction."


The room buzzed with a sudden, frantic energy.


"An auction, sir?" someone asked.


"Yes," Ethan nodded.


"To celebrate. I’ve just been invited to Lady Rose’s family home to eat whenever I want. That deserves a celebration."


The reason was so casual it was almost insulting to the dead prince, but no one dared to say a word.


Instead, the members of the two dragon races and the lesser races—especially those who had missed the first auction—felt their hearts race with excitement.


"Are you telling the truth, sir?"


A Poison Dragon representative asked, his voice shaking.


"Can you tell us what we might expect to see there?"


Ethan looked at them, his expression calm.


"There will be three Eternal-grade weapons. I will also provide 15 vials of Bloodline Awakening Serum and 15 vials of Bloodline Evolution Serum."


He paused, letting the weight of those words sink in.


But he wasn’t finished.


"And finally," Ethan said, his voice echoing through the hall,


"there will be a Bloodline Refining Cultivation Technique."


"This technique allows the lesser races to refine their newly awakened original bloodlines to 100% purity, allowing them to become a true member of that race."


The entire hall froze for the second time that night.


If the death of the prince was a shock, this was an earthquake.


The sound of people swallowing their saliva was loud in the silence.


The lesser races were the most affected.


From the day they born, they had been the "servant" races.


Even if they awakened a bloodline, it was usually weak,maybe 5% or 10% purity.


They were never considered "real" dragons or "real" phoenixes.


They were just shadows.


"Master Hunt..."


One man from a lesser race said, his voice cracking as he fell to his knees.


"Would you be kind enough to say what you just said at last? One more time?"


Ethan looked at the man.


"A bloodline refining technique."


"It will refine an awakened bloodline to 100% purity."


"And it’s not just for the newly awakened. Even those who already have 50% or 60% purity can use it to reach the peak."


Instantly, every member of a lesser race in the room fell to their knees.


"Sir! Please, sir!" they cried out.


"Would you be willing to hold this auction in ten days? Please! Give us some time to gather our money."


They were shaking with a desperate hope.


This wasn’t just about money; this was about changing their fate forever.


Even the high-ranking members of the Lightning and Poison Dragon races were trembling.


Many of them had children or grandchildren who were born with impure blood.


In their society, those children were fated to be commoners.


They were hidden away, denied their share of the family fortune, and treated like failures.


If they could buy this technique, their children would become "true" members.


The power dynamics of the entire world would shift.


However, while the room was filled with excitement and hope, there was a hidden layer of danger.


Not everyone wanted this.


The "True" Royal Families,the ones who sat at the top,relied on their 100% pure bloodlines to rule.


If everyone became a "True" member, their authority would vanish.


If there is no "lesser" race, then who would they rule?


By offering 100% purity to anyone with enough money, Ethan was doing more than just selling a technique.


He was declaring war on the social order of the creation.


Ethan knew this.


He saw the greed in their eyes, but he also saw the fear.


He knew that soon, the news of this auction would travel far beyond the banquet hall.


But as he looked at Rose and her family, Ethan didn’t seem worried.


"Ten days it is then," Ethan said, turning to walk away.