Chapter 373: Monster Corpse, Mo Yu Makes a Move
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The auction began with the appearance of a stairway leading down into the depths beneath the venue, drawing the attention of all present.
As the staircase emerged, an elderly man in a golden robe stepped out slowly, his face adorned with a genial smile.
"Hehe, I am Mo Tianxing. Many of you may already know me. Today, the Black Emperor Sect is honored to host this auction. I extend my gratitude to all of you for your support."
Mo Tianxing's gaze swept across the audience. When it fell upon Mo Yu, his expression froze momentarily before he clasped his hands respectfully and smiled humbly.
This deferential attitude from Mo Tianxing, a well-established Dou Zong expert and the sect master of the Black Emperor Sect, surprised everyone.
As the crowd followed his gaze, they saw a young man flanked by two stunning women—one cold and aloof, the other charming and alluring—in the VIP section. A wave of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
The young man was none other than Mo Yu, the master of Yuan Manor. Despite his rapid rise to fame and power, many in the Black-Corner Region had only heard of his legend without personally witnessing his dominance.
Even though Mo Yu's reputation inspired fear, it had not yet instilled the deep reverence that comes from direct encounters. But now, seeing Mo Tianxing's attitude, the audience grasped the full extent of this young overlord's influence.
The realization caused some of the older, retired experts of the Black-Corner Region, who had harbored dissatisfaction with Mo Yu, to silently withdraw their objections and close their eyes in acquiescence.
Beside Mo Yu, the gray-purple eyes of Xiao Yixian flickered with surprise.
Known as the "Heavenly Poison Lady," she had established the Poison Sect and dominated the Chu Yun Empire. However, due to her swift ascent, many senior members of her sect and other influential figures in the empire submitted outwardly but harbored inner resentment, with some even opposing her openly.
She had assumed Mo Yu would face similar challenges in the Black-Corner Region. Yet, the reverence he commanded here astonished her.
Mo Yu merely smiled. The Black-Corner Region, chaotic as it was, also deeply respected strength. By showcasing his overwhelming power, Mo Yu earned not only fear but also profound respect and awe.
On stage, Mo Tianxing, having greeted Mo Yu, let out a sigh of relief. Mo Yu's presence signified the resolution of past conflicts between Yuan Manor and the Black Emperor Sect, allowing the sect to grow without fear of hostility.
However, he couldn't help but worry. For an auction, the worst-case scenario was having an unchecked, dominant figure present.
If such an individual took an interest in an item, others would hesitate to bid, fearing reprisal. This would severely undermine the competitive nature of the auction and cut into its profits.
Without a doubt, Mo Yu was the most formidable presence here. His reputation alone would deter most from competing against him.
Resigned, Mo Tianxing could only hope that Mo Yu wouldn't covet too many items and cause significant losses for the Black Emperor Sect.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the grand auction prepared by the Black Emperor Sect!"
Casting a complicated glance at Mo Yu, Mo Tianxing gave a few more polite bows to the VIP section before withdrawing from the stage.
As he departed, the auction platform split open once more, revealing several passageways. An elderly man with a head of white hair, yet full of vigor, stepped out, smiling warmly.
Behind him, a group of beautiful attendants carried silver trays, flitting gracefully across the stage like butterflies. They carefully placed the trays on the auction platform.
"Now then, let us begin with the first item—a mid-tier Xuan-class finger technique," the elderly man announced, gesturing to a white scroll on one of the trays.
As the first item, this mid-tier Xuan-class technique, "Heavenly Feather Finger," wasn't of the highest grade. However, finger techniques were rare, and under the skillful guidance of the elderly auctioneer, its price began to climb steadily.
Hearing the rising bids from the audience, Mo Yu couldn't help but admire the old auctioneer's talent.
Yuan Manor's auction house was growing alongside its expanding influence, but it lacked experienced auctioneers. Despite having high-grade items thanks to its alchemists and craftsmen, it was challenging to extract maximum value without skilled auctioneers to drive competition.
Seeing this white-haired man's mastery, Mo Yu felt a twinge of appreciation for his talent.
Still, he understood that anyone entrusted with such a major event would undoubtedly be a trusted member of the Black Emperor Sect. Poaching such an individual would be nearly impossible without resorting to exorbitant sums or potentially compromising their loyalty.
Yuan Manor's future growth would depend on nurturing its own core talents.
Leaning back against the soft chair, Mo Yu half-closed his eyes, waiting patiently for the auction to progress. The truly valuable items, such as the beast corpse he sought, were yet to come.
The early items held little interest for the VIP audience, serving merely as appetizers.
Lightly tapping the armrest, Mo Yu listened to the bidding escalate. The old man's antics had driven the price of a technique originally valued at 100,000 gold coins to an astonishing 570,000, with no signs of slowing down.
Under Mo Yu's watchful gaze, the bidding war lasted nearly fifteen minutes before settling at 800,000 gold coins—a staggering increase.
"An auctioneer like this is worth as much as a Dou Huang expert," Mo Yu remarked with a sigh.
Hearing this, Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin nodded in agreement.
Turning 100,000 into 800,000, an 800% profit margin, demonstrated the immense value a skilled auctioneer could bring to a faction. Over time, the revenue generated by such talents could rival that of a high-level fighter.
This realization cemented Mo Yu's resolve to invest in developing Yuan Manor's personnel. Only by doing so could Yuan Manor stand firm when the time came to expand into Central Plains and beyond.
As Mo Yu pondered the growth of the Yuan Manor, the auction continued to proceed. Following the appetizing auction of a Xuan-Class Dou Technique, the Black Emperor Sect began to unveil a steady stream of treasures.
Even a few Di-Class cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques were presented, sparking heated bidding wars and stirring up the entire venue.
However, Mo Yu remained utterly unmoved. With no shortage of techniques or cultivation methods, he sat in his seat as though isolated from the world.
Only when exquisite and ornate jewelry appeared did Mo Yu show interest. Under circumstances where no one dared to compete with him, he directly purchased these items.
The reason for buying what seemed like superficial luxuries became apparent as the two stunning women beside him revealed enchanting smiles. For those smiles alone, the expenditure of over a million gold coins was well worth it.
"Heh, the next item up for auction is rather peculiar. However, for those who find it useful, it should be quite attractive," the white-haired elder on the auction platform announced, wiping the sweat off his forehead before gesturing with a wave of his hand.
The floor beneath the platform slowly split apart as over a dozen burly men emerged, carrying a massive corpse shrouded in white cloth. They cautiously placed it on the platform.
This sudden emergence of a colossal object immediately piqued the curiosity of the audience, drawing countless gazes.
"There's a stench of decay," Qing Lin wrinkled her petite nose as she remarked softly.
Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded thoughtfully. At that moment, the white-haired elder yanked the white cloth away with a flourish.
A gigantic corpse, spanning nearly ten zhang in width, was revealed to the astonished crowd.
The corpse, a demonic beast of considerable size, had clearly been dead for some time. Its flesh had dried and shriveled, giving it a mummified appearance. The most striking feature was its enormous wings, now resembling white jade bones.
These wings radiated a faint glow, their jade-like appearance hinting at the presence of some peculiar energy within.
"This demonic beast corpse was discovered by the Black Emperor Sect in a mountain ravine. After a careful evaluation by our sect master, we determined that this beast was on the verge of breaking through to the seventh-grade and ascending to the eighth-grade—a supreme beast!" the elder declared solemnly.
As his words fell, the hall erupted into an uproar.
"A demonic beast about to ascend to the eighth tier? That's equivalent to a Dou Zun powerhouse among humans! Such a beast, capable of incredible feats and boasting a long lifespan—how could it have perished here?"
Amid the buzz of astonishment, Mo Yu's eyes locked onto the corpse, specifically its jade-like wings. A glimmer of interest flickered in his gaze.
Before heading to Central Plains, he had prepared two trump cards. With the Heavenly Demon Puppet already refined, all that remained was obtaining the Sky Swallow Nine Wings Technique.
And the crucial material for the Sky Swallow Nine Wings Technique was the corpse of a Heavenly Demon Phoenix!
The white-haired elder scanned the murmuring VIP section with a knowing smile. He understood that these were the wealthiest individuals present, the ones capable of offering items that would truly tempt the Black Emperor Sect.
"Heh, dear guests, this demonic beast corpse has been perfectly preserved since we acquired it. It remains completely intact.
"I assure you, our sect has not tampered with it in any way. Thus, we are unsure of its contents, including whether it contains the eighth-grade magic core it was on the verge of forming."
His statement was another bombshell, instantly raising the corpse's value.
Everyone knew that nearly every part of a supreme beast was priceless. Its skin could be crafted into armor, its claws and teeth sharper than weapons forged from rare metals, and its blood brimming with ferocious energy—a treasure trove for alchemists.
Most importantly, its magic core. An eighth-grade magic core's energy would be unimaginable.
With so much potential value, the elder's declaration sent the price soaring.
"Enough with the talk. Start the bidding already," came an impatient shout from one of the VIP seats.
Despite the abruptness, the white-haired elder remained composed, smiling as he shook his head.
"Honored guests, you all understand the immense value of a demonic beast nearing the eighth tier. It can no longer be measured in mere gold coins. Therefore, this auction will not accept coins. Instead, we'll trade items for items."
His words caused many in the VIP seats to frown and fall into silence.
Although the corpse appeared to be priceless, its true value was uncertain. If the exchange turned out to be a waste, the loss would be devastating.
Time ticked by, and the auction hall remained quiet. Beads of sweat began to form on the elder's back.
The sect had high expectations for this corpse, and failing to sell it would spell trouble for him.
Just as the silence grew unbearable, a slender yet commanding figure in the VIP section rose. His calm voice shattered the tension:
" Two Azure King Limitless Sword and the Imperial Soul-Scourge Spear."
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