Chapter 814: Beitang Zi (2/2)
The purple-eyed young man chuckled, “But, that Huang Xiaolong actually made you suffer, this truly piques my interest.” The purple-eyed young man unconsciously licked his lips, a wicked light shining in his purple pupils.
Yelu Tianhao laughed evilly, “Beitang Zi, I have no problem if you want that Huang Xiaolong, but you cannot let him die, I want to send him to hell personally!”
Beitang zi beamed, “Sure, but this Huang Xiaolong’s power in the Black Tortoise Galaxy is quite a handful ah, not taking into consideration the Black Warrior Institute Principal and that Ascending Moon Old Man behind him, those dozen Highgod Realm subordinates of his aren't just clay dolls.”
Yelu Tianhao’s eyes were spine-chilling cold, “I don’t believe he’ll stay within the four galaxies his whole life! As long as he dares to take a step out of the four galaxies, that’s when he dies!”
“This brat, how does he have so many divine grade spirit stones?” Beitang Zi’s brows creased slightly, “Does he really have a divine grade spirit stone mine? If that is so, I’m afraid we won’t be able to win the bidding for that shard of the Heavenly God’s godhead if he joins in.”
However, when Yelu Haotian heard this, he laughed loudly, “So what if he has a divine grade spirit stone mine? In the surrounding thousands of galaxies, could there be anyone richer than my Yelu Family?” Yelu Tianhao’s eyes emitted a violent, ruthless light, “Today, that godhead fragment is mine! I really want to see how that dog Huang Xiaolong is going to compete with me!”
Beitang Zi grinned, “You’re right! Comparing wealth, no one is richer than your Yelu Family.”
Sitting outside in the square, Huang Xiaolong was ignorant of what transpired in private room nine. Other than the guests in private room nine, there were many eyes that were observing Huang Xiaolong and his group.
For example, inside private room twelve.
Sitting there were the Jiang Family Patriarch Jiang Wuhuang, the Black Warrior Institute’s Vice-Principal Wang Na, Gudu Family Patriarch Gude Ye, Wang Family Patriarch Wang Dingyi, as well as the Zhu Family Ancestor Zhu Heng who offered Huang Xiaolong a bet, together with the other Zhu Family masters.
A total of twenty-eight Highgod Realm masters!
Every person in this room was an existence that brought awe and respect in the outside world, but these twenty-eight Highgod Realm masters were actually sitting in a lesser position before a young man enshrouded in an illusory glow.
The illusory glow shrouding the young man gave a mysterious and profound feeling to the others, obscuring the young man’s features at the same time. They could only tell that this person’s features belonged to a young man.
“That one is Huang Xiaolong?” A young sounding voice spoke with indifference, neither low nor loud, yet imposing.
“Yes, Lord Mirage King.” Jiang Wuhuang, sitting beside the young man, flinched before answering. Wang Na and the others were sitting accordingly, no one dared to say a word.
“Pity ah, pity.” The young man, Mirage King, suddenly lamented.
As for what was a pity, no one dared to ask.
“Have you all prepared the money?” Young man Mirage King changed the topic.
“Yes, it’s ready.” Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Na, Gudu Ye, Wang Dingyi, and Zhu Heng all respectfully replied.
The Mirage King nodded, “This time, no matter what, that godhead fragment must fall into our hands, the Great Lord is very interested in it. If we fail to bid for it, all of you know the consequences.”
Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Na, and the others shivered, quickly acknowledging the young man’s words.
On the square, Huang Xiaolong’s group of four sat in a remote corner, ignoring the many gazes directed at them. They were talking and laughing amongst themselves while waiting or the auction to begin.
Roughly an hour later, when there were no more people entering the auction square, an old man walked up to the auction stage.
The auction begins!