Invincible Over the World-Chapter 44 Stealing from our auction
44: Chapter 44 Stealing from our auction
44 -44 Stealing from our auction
Before going to the market street, Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou, among the four, visited a Cultivation Technique and Combat Skill auction market.
Although Huang Xiaolong had killed many mercenaries in the Silver Moon Forest, earning some Gold Coins, it still wasn’t enough to purchase a mansion in Royal City.
Therefore, Huang Xiaolong planned to sell the Black Moon Technique he had obtained from the Purple Robe Sword Sect elder.
The Black Moon Technique was a high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique and was quite valuable.
A while later, Huang Xiaolong and his companions arrived at a Cultivation Technique and Combat Skill auction store named Dufeng.
As they walked through the main entrance, perhaps because it was just dawn, the trading front hall was somewhat deserted.
“May I know what Cultivation Techniques the four of you wish to buy or sell?” The steward approached and inquired after seeing Huang Xiaolong and his companions enter.
“I want to auction off a high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique,” Huang Xiaolong stated directly.
“A high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique!” The steward looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise.
It was rare for someone to auction off a high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique.
“Indeed,” Huang Xiaolong responded indifferently.
“Please, come inside to talk,” the steward’s expression changed, a smile piled upon his face, and then he ushered Huang Xiaolong and the others into an inner hall.
After seating them and ordering someone to serve tea, he hurried off to inform the higher-ups.
Before long, a sixties-year-old man in a brocade robe entered.
It was Lin Yuan, an elder of the Dufeng Trading Market, followed by the steward.
Upon entering, Lin Yuan’s gaze landed on Huang Xiaolong, surprise flashing in his eyes momentarily.
“Hehe, Elder Lin Yuan of the auction house at your service.
I’ve heard that the young brother here wishes to auction a high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique,” Lin Yuan said smilingly as he entered.
Huang Xiaolong remained silent, pretending to reach into his chest, but in reality, he was pulling out a black booklet from the Asura Ring, which he then placed on the table.
Lin Yuan’s eyes narrowed as he picked it up and flipped through it.
“Black Moon Technique!”
He was taken aback.
He had heard of the Black Moon Technique before— those who practiced it wielded Moon Yin Power, especially strong at night, making the technique even more powerful.
Collecting his thoughts, Lin Yuan smiled and said, “This is indeed a high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique.
How would the young brother like to auction it?”
“I need money right now.
You name the price,” Huang Xiaolong pondered for a moment before speaking.
If he were to auction the Black Moon Technique, it would take at least two or three days before he could receive the money.
Therefore, Huang Xiaolong decided to sell it directly to the auction house, eliminating the need to wait those extra days.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan knew that Huang Xiaolong was in urgent need of money.
He feigned difficulty and said, “Young brother, as you know, selling it directly like this would mean a much lower price.” He then added generously, “How about this, I won’t bargain with you, 50,000 Gold Coins!” He stretched out his hand with five fingers extended after speaking.
“50,000 Gold Coins?” Huang Xiaolong sneered inwardly upon hearing this.
It seemed this old fellow really thought he was a child to be fobbed off with a mere 50,000 Gold Coins.
A high-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique auctioned off could normally fetch 300,000 Gold Coins.
Even if sold directly, it would be worth at least 250,000 Gold Coins.
Even a mid-level Mystic Grade Cultivation Technique sold directly would fetch 100,000 Gold Coins.
Huang Xiaolong didn’t continue negotiating.
He collected the Black Moon Technique and stood up, saying to Fei Hou, “Let’s go.” Having said this, he prepared to leave.
“Wait a moment!” Lin Yuan, seeing Huang Xiaolong and his group about to leave, suddenly spoke up.
Then, with a flash of movement, he reached out to stop them.
At that moment, over a dozen guards wearing the Dufeng Auction’s robes rushed into the hall from outside.
Huang Xiaolong’s face turned cold as he addressed the man, “What do you mean by this?”
Lin Yuan’s smile vanished as he looked at Huang Xiaolong, “Young man, are you in such a hurry to leave because you have a guilty conscience?
Could it be that there is a problem with the origin of this cultivation technique?”
Interested, Huang Xiaolong looked back at him, “My cultivation technique has problematic origins?”
Lin Yuan sneered, “Indeed, a few days ago, our auction lost an advanced Mystic Grade cultivation technique, the Black Moon Technique!”
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong sneered inwardly.
It seemed that the other party was trying to force a transaction by using such an excuse.
It was clear that he was implying Huang Xiaolong had stolen the Black Moon Technique from the Dufeng Auction.
Forceful transactions like these were not uncommon for Huang Xiaolong in his previous life on Earth.
“Let’s do this, I won’t make things difficult for you,” Lin Yuan then said coldly, “Hand over the Black Moon Technique to our auction, and we’ll allow you to leave.
Otherwise, you should know the consequences of stealing from our auction!”
Now, he didn’t even want to give the fifty thousand Gold Coins.
Fifty thousand Gold Coins—if he pocketed that amount, it would be enough to allow him to live a carefree and joyful life for some time.
In the Royal City, he knew all the major families and noble heirs.
Since Huang Xiaolong had an unfamiliar face, he was sure Huang Xiaolong was not a disciple of any of the Royal City’s major families, and so he dared to act in such a manner without fear of later retaliation from Huang Xiaolong and his companions.
He had done similar things several times before.
Fei Hou, hearing the elder Lin Yuan of the auction house brazenly slander and claim the Black Moon Technique was stolen from Dufeng Auction, watched on with interest, and did not take action.
However, Fei Hou could hold back, but the two guards from the Marshal Mansion following behind Huang Xiaolong could not.
One of them stepped forward, swung his palm, and slapped Lin Yuan’s right cheek furiously, shouting, “Blind as a bat!
You dare to cause trouble for our Young Master!”
“Smack!”
With that slap, Lin Yuan staggered back a few steps, a clear red palm print visible on his right cheek.
“You…
you dare to lay a hand on me?!” Lin Yuan covered his burning cheek, roaring with murderous intent in his eyes, unaware of the two guards’ identities because they weren’t dressed in the Marshal Mansion guard brocade robes, merely in plain clothes.
“Attack, kill them for me, and take back the Black Moon Technique!” Lin Yuan then bellowed.
With that, his figure flashed as he lunged toward Huang Xiaolong.
However, just as he reached Huang Xiaolong, suddenly a figure flashed.
Fei Hou’s long sword swung out, and countless sword flowers, like falling snowflakes, danced in the air.
Lin Yuan, shocked, tried to dodge, but in an instant, those countless sword flowers penetrated his body.
A scream echoed as Lin Yuan was sent flying backward, crashing against a column in the inner hall.
The two guards from Marshal Mansion moved rapidly; each time they did, a guard from the auction house fell.
These two guards, being personally assigned by Marshal Haotian, were naturally strong.
Although not at Tenth Rank, they were at the Ninth Stage Late Stage Peak.
How could the auction house guards possibly withstand them!
After a while, the two guards from the Marshal Mansion stopped.
All the guards of the auction house were down on the ground, moaning in pain.
“Young Master, are you unharmed?” The two returned to Huang Xiaolong’s side and respectfully asked.
“I’m fine,” Huang Xiaolong shook his head and then walked up to where Lin Yuan, the auction house elder, was propped against a column, managing to stand up.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong in front of him, Lin Yuan’s face filled with terror, “Young brother, it’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!
I remembered incorrectly; the technique our auction lost a few days ago wasn’t the Black Moon Technique!
Look at this pig brain of mine, I deserve to die, truly deserve to die!”
