Chapter 243 - The Mysterious Urn (2/2)

Just by looking at her back, many people felt coldness.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly. Why was this person’s aura so familiar to him? Who was she exactly? He got up and wanted to follow, and Qingluan quickly pulled him. “My lord, don’t go. This person has too much murderous aura.”

Even though Qingluan had been doing murder missions all year round and killed without asking reasons, the murderous aura of her was less than 20% that of the black-robed woman.

Xiao Chen came to his senses and saw her worried face. He nodded and looked over. But the woman had disappeared. There was always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

As a once-in-a-decade auction, Myriad Immortals Pavilion’s final treasure was far more than an ancient cultivation method. The two waiters who came up this time held a square black box in their hands. All eyes were attracted to it.

Chu Meng took the box and smiled lightly. “It’s said that this box was collected by a marvelous man many years ago in an ancient battlefield outside the border. It has been passed on to many buyers. The bid starts now from 10,000 Spirit Stones.”

People booed constantly. A strange-looking man smiled and said, “It’s not that I have an opinion or something. Miss Chu Meng, if you don’t open this box, who knows what is inside? If I spend hundreds of thousands of stones to buy it back and find out there’s nothing in it, am I buying an urn?”

As he finished, the people around him laughed. One person said, “Maybe it’s really an urn. If it contains the bone ash of a great Immortal, it’ll be a big win for you.”

The crowd below kept laughing. When they became quiet, Chu Meng smiled and said, “The owner of this box said that you can’t open the box to see what is inside before you buy it, and the mechanism of this box is quite complex. If it’s opened by force, it will only ruin the things inside.”

People laughed again. The strange-looking old man waved his hands and said, “Never mind. 20,000. I’ll just prepare an urn for myself in advance.”

Hearing this, people kept laughing. Xiao Chen put down the teacup in his hand. Just now, his Divine Sense could not penetrate the box in any way. What’s inside? He said, “50,000.”

“Yo!” People shouted in surprise. Spending 50,000 to buy an urn, these young people really didn’t take money seriously.

The strange old man laughed weirdly. “All right, I’m gonna live some more years. Young man, since you are so anxious to prepare an urn for you, I will give it to you then.”

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and ignored him. Not far away, Chu Xuan’s eyes turned cold, and he wanted to raise the price again. Next to him, Zhuge Wuwo glared at him. Chu Xuan snorted coldly and moved his eyes away.

“50,000 once.”

“50,000 twice.”

“50,000 thrice.”

As one of the final treasures, no one wanted to buy it, which was a bit embarrassing. Chu Meng smiled lightly and said, “Congratulations to Mr. Li, who successfully won this item.”

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and raised his hand as five level 5 Spirit Stones floated down. Then, the box in the hands of Chu Meng also floated. Even though the distance was about 30 meters, it steadily fell into the hands of Xiao Chen.

The crowd shouted in surprise. “Yo! This young man’s psychokinesis technique is quite good!”

Xiao Chen ignored them. His Divine Sense was far stronger than that of ordinary people. When he touched the black box, he immediately felt an unusual aura. He then took a look at the box carefully. It seemed that it was just as Chu Meng said, the box was not easy to be opened.

The auction was coming to an end, and he didn’t have much interest in the following items. He put away the box and got up, saying, “Let’s check out the consignment-sale hall.”

A waitress aside immediately said, “The consignment-sale hall is on the other side. Mr. Li, please come with me.”