Chapter 287: The Ferocious Beast Soul Bone
"Besides acquiring it from the Starry Auction Pavilion, we would never find another thirty-thousand-year-level soul bone elsewhere."
"And this one isn't just any piece—it's the torso bone, the rarest and most precious of all soul bones."
Mu En nodded slowly without speaking. His gaze drifted toward Du Bushi, who stood not far away, watching the soul bone with keen interest. The faint aura of a Quasi-God radiated from him—subtle but intimidating. It was clear he was tempted by this treasure as well.
With Du Bushi's sudden rise in strength, the Body Sect had become a growing concern. Shrek Academy couldn't afford to confront them directly. Losing such a clash would be disastrous.
At present, even if Mu En and Elder Xuan joined forces, it was doubtful they could defeat Du Bushi.
"This thirty-thousand-year torso bone's details are now clear," Ling Yun announced, her calm voice echoing across the hall. "The starting price is one hundred million gold soul coins, with each bid no less than fifty million."
"The bidding begins."
Her gavel struck lightly on the table, signaling the opening of the auction.
"Two hundred million!"
The coarse, confident voice belonged to Du Bushi of the Body Sect.
Once, he had acted cautiously, limited by his sect's modest strength and his own insufficient power. But now, as one of the continent's top beings, he feared no one.
With his newfound Quasi-God level might, he was determined to secure every treasure that could elevate the Body Sect further.
If his sect could one day produce a god-level soul master, no power on the Douluo Continent would dare threaten them again.
"Three hundred million!"
Ning Qitian of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect raised his paddle, smiling faintly. Determination gleamed behind his calm expression.
He had made his calculations. If two of their sect's Title Douluos absorbed this soul bone—and if combined with the divine enhancement of a Celestial Soul Bone—their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could potentially evolve into a god-level martial soul.
If the two could fully wield a thirty-thousand-year soul bone's abilities with his support, their combined power might rival even Du Bushi.
After all, the might of such an ancient bone far surpassed anything ordinary—it was strong enough to destroy mountains.
"Five hundred million!"
Zhongli Wu's cold voice cut through the air.
Though the Holy Spirit Cult had already spent heavily, the allure of a thirty-thousand-year-level soul bone was irresistible.
If Long Xiaoyao could claim it, he might be able to challenge Du Bushi's Quasi-God strength.
At the mention of his name, Long Xiaoyao's breathing quickened. He could feel a faint resonance between his martial soul and the bone. Acquiring it might just close the gap between them.
Du Bushi chuckled lightly. "Eight hundred million."
An instant hush fell across the room. The bold increase silenced the crowd, drawing every gaze his way.
A Title Douluo rose abruptly, frowning. "Sect Master Du, you just purchased the Wu Tribe's Blessing. Why compete with us for this soul bone as well?"
Du Bushi raised a brow. "You jest. This is an auction—doesn't the highest bidder win? Besides, this bone strengthens the bond between soul and body—something that perfectly aligns with the Body Sect's cultivation."
He paused briefly before adding, "Ten billion."
He didn't care how others viewed him. Every resource mattered now if he wanted to build a lasting legacy for the Body Sect.
Though their foundation was shallow, their frugality through past auctions had given them considerable reserves of gold soul coins.
Even after spending over twenty billion on the Wu Tribe's Blessing, he was still confident—eighty percent certain, at least—that this soul bone would be his.
The only competitors worth noting were wealthy powers like the Holy Spirit Cult and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As for the rest—he didn't even spare them a thought.
Just as it seemed that Du Bushi would take the prize uncontested, Ning Qitian smiled calmly. "Twelve billion."
His tone was measured, but his resolve left no doubt.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was, after all, among the wealthiest of all forces. They weren't letting this treasure slip away.
Du Bushi's eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. He hadn't expected the sect's leaders to be so determined.
But he quickly understood. With their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and divine soul bones, this treasure could raise their strength to terrifying new heights.
"Thirteen billion," Zhongli Wu said coldly, ignoring the tension in the room.
He couldn't allow Du Bushi to obtain this item.
The man was already a Quasi-God—if he gained this thirty-thousand-year soul bone, even another high-echelon Holy Spirit Cult member reaching that same level wouldn't be able to stand against him.
He had to prevent it.
"Fourteen billion!"
Elder Xuan of Shrek Academy spoke up next.
Shrek had deep roots in martial soul research, and they fully understood the immense value of a soul bone of this caliber.
Absorbing it could transform a soul master's very essence, possibly triggering a full martial soul evolution. The resulting leap in power and talent could be unimaginable.
…
The bidding raged for ten relentless minutes.
Finally, when Ning Qitian's calm voice offered a staggering "Forty-seven billion gold soul coins," the entire hall fell silent.
The price was outrageous—bordering on madness.
The Holy Spirit Cult and Shrek Academy could only sigh in resignation, forced to withdraw.
Both had already spent vast fortunes earlier, leaving them unable to compete further.
Even Du Bushi sighed softly, realizing that his funds wouldn't suffice for this battle either.
He could only watch as the prized torso bone was taken by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Sensing the stillness of the hall, Ling Yun nodded slightly.
"Forty-seven billion gold soul coins—once!"
"Forty-seven billion—twice!"
"Forty-seven billion—thrice!"
"No further bids. The thirty-thousand-year torso bone is hereby sold for forty-seven billion gold soul coins."
Her gavel fell cleanly, sealing the result.
Ning Qitian exhaled in relief and immediately instructed his attendants to secure the treasure.
Whether it would be absorbed within the Pavilion after the auction or later at their sect, they would decide afterward.
For now, every eye in the room turned forward again, eager for what was next.
If a thirty-thousand-year soul bone could appear, who could imagine what kind of marvels awaited in the auctions still to come?
(END CHAPTER)
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