Xu Jiu Jiu's words ignited the entire venue.
What?
Nine pieces?
"Next, we will proceed with the auction of the second piece of Spirit Metal."
As Xu Jiu Jiu took out the second piece of Spirit Metal, Spirit Secret Silver, equally brimming with spirituality, everyone believed her words.
These were all Spirit Metals of the same caliber.
All were Spirit Metals with spirituality reaching an extreme level!
And it seemed they were Spirit Metals corresponding to different rare metals.
Hiss~
The implications were too many.
Lin Huiqun's gaze was deep and thoughtful as she looked at the auctioneer in her private booth.
"I would like to speak with your auction house."
All nine pieces of Spirit Metal were auctioned off at high prices, each exceeding seven hundred thousand Golden Spirit Coins. Apart from the first piece Lin Huiqun bought for nine hundred thousand, only the final piece, Spirit Magic Crystal, reached a price of nine hundred thousand Golden Spirit Coins—the only piece the Star Luo Royal Family managed to reclaim, a Spirit Alloy.
Su Ming calculated; his nine pieces of Thousand Refined, Grade One metal had earned him a total of seven million one hundred thousand Golden Spirit Coins.
After deducting the one hundred thousand Golden Spirit Coins spent on the Carnivorous Spirit Carving Knife, his net profit reached seven million Golden Spirit Coins.
"Attending one auction can earn this much."
How much rare metal could seven million Golden Spirit Coins buy?
Based on the nine types of rare metals Su Ming auctioned, buying them at average prices could get him hundreds of portions of the raw materials.
The profit margin was terrifyingly large.
Of course, this was the first appearance of Thousand Refined, Grade One metal, hence the high price. Once the technology spread and prices stabilized, it would likely be around two hundred thousand Golden Spirit Coins.
Simultaneously, the success rate for Thousand Refined, Grade One was not high for most blacksmiths. A ten percent success rate would be enough to attempt Spirit Refinement.
When leaving the auction house, Su Ming looked at the two elders behind him.
"Elders, we are being followed."
Lei Zhen's expression was grave as he nodded, confirming Su Ming's perception.
"Old Eight and I will split up. Are you coming with me or him?"
Su Ming shook his head.
"I'm not going with either. You just create a diversion. I have a way to escape."
Lei Zhen and Eight-Arms hesitated for a moment but chose to trust Su Ming, who had been scouting for half a year.
The two of them left the auction house simultaneously and then split up.
Su Ming merely borrowed power from the future Su Ming. His mental power surged, extending out to envelop himself. He activated a Spirit Tool that concealed his aura and also guided the stored faith power he possessed to completely isolate himself.
After doing this, he leisurely left the auction house.
Once he was some distance from the auction house, he quickened his pace, heading towards the north gate of Star Luo City.
Through the monitoring Spirit Tools, he had discovered Huo Yuhao's whereabouts and was now going to 'coincidentally' meet him.
"The White Tiger Duke's mansion isn't far from Star Luo City. From any exit, the fastest route to the Star Dou Great Forest is along the main road north of Star Luo City."
Su Ming hadn't gone far before he spotted his target.
Ahead of him, a dirty, thin young boy was running desperately.
Even though there were no pursuers behind him, he still ran frantically. If he accidentally fell, he would immediately get up and keep running.
From a distance, in Su Ming's view, the little boy exuded a stubbornness, his actions panicked, as if shrouded in fear.
Getting closer, he could see more clearly.
The child's clothes were truly ragged, covered in mud from falls, like a little beggar. Only his eyes were different—very bright, as if carrying a certain spiritual brilliance.
He stepped forward to intercept Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao, charging ahead with his head down, didn't notice someone in front of him and crashed right into Su Ming.
"Who are you?"
Dazed from the fall, he instinctively moved away from Su Ming, his gaze wary. He stared死死 (fixedly/intently) at Su Ming, afraid he was someone from the Duke's mansion.
"I wanted to ask who you are," Su Ming said, exasperated. "In broad daylight, you're acting like you've seen a ghost."
Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief.
Not here to catch him.
"I'm sorry, I was in too much of a hurry just now, I didn't see you." His wariness gone, he apologized to Su Ming first thing.
He bowed several times, apologizing meekly, then tried to leave from the side, still in the same hurried manner.
"You seem to be hiding from something?"
Huo Yuhao didn't answer Su Ming this time, just kept walking with his head down.
"If you're scared, hide in the city. I don't have the energy to help you; I need to go spirit hunting," Su Ming said.
Hearing "spirit hunting," Huo Yuhao immediately stopped.
Hesitating, he turned back to look at Su Ming.
"Um..." he asked sheepishly, "Are you going to the Star Dou Great Forest?"
"Yeah."
"Can you take me with you? I can grill fish, and I can do laundry."
"You want to go to the Star Dou Great Forest too?" Su Ming showed a surprised expression.
God Realm.
Sea God Temple.
Tang San frowned slightly, tightly gripping the God Realm Core, perceiving the changes within the Douluo Continent.
Using the God Realm Core, his divine sense could touch the continent, locking onto Huo Yuhao's location.
"Third Brother, what's wrong?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.
She noticed Tang San's expression was off.
"Nothing, just an unforeseen variable more than expected," Tang San said, a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
"A variable?"
"Some deity is nurturing a successor in the mortal world, and I was completely unaware," Tang San murmured. "I can't even perceive his specific situation clearly, only vaguely sense a indistinct Spirit Power fluctuation, knowing there's a person there."
"What? Third Brother, you are currently channeling the God Realm Core at full power. Your divine sense should be enough to cover Planet Douluo. Concentrated in one place, you should be able to detect any movement. How could you not even sense a Spirit Master?"
"There's a very obscure fluctuation around him, shielding him from my perception. It seems like... the power of time and space," Tang San said helplessly. "If he hadn't encountered the Child of Fortune, I truly wouldn't have known of his existence."
"Will he ruin your plans, Third Brother?"
"He won't. No matter whose successor he is, he'll have to give me some face," Tang San said expressionlessly.
This period was very sensitive. That a deity was seizing the chance to nurture a successor actually made him secretly angry.
"Staring intently at Huo Yuhao every moment is exhausting even for me. Once Huo Yuhao enters the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, I can relax a bit," he thought.
Because they were located in a very high dimension, the difference in time flow was too great. One day in the God Realm was one year on Planet Douluo. To watch Huo Yuhao's every step with full concentration, he had to stay alert every second, because one second was six minutes.
"Your eyes are very unique. Is your Martial Spirit related to eyes?"
After Su Ming and Huo Yuhao became slightly acquainted, he seized the chance to ask.
Huo Yuhao, having confirmed that Su Ming wasn't someone sent by the Duke's mansion to catch him, was temporarily no longer wary.
"My Martial Spirit is my eyes. I call them Spirit Eyes."
"Spirit Eyes? Eyes?" Su Ming said delightedly, "That's a Body Martial Soul! You should join our Body Sect."
God Realm.
"Damn it, why does it have to be someone from the Body Sect?"
Tang San's face was ugly. Through the God Realm Core, he stirred the strand of divine sense hidden within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness.
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