Chapter 1217: I Am That Arrogant (2/2)
Even if the value of the Book of Luo was any higher, it definitely couldn't compare to the original Great Art of Destruction, nor 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals.
”Wait…” A raspy voice sounded. Following which, a bid was placed, ”I bid a replica of the Great Art of Thunderclap and a piece of Thoughtless Gold. At the same time, I offer 1000 peak-grade god spiritual veins and the location of the true Great Art of Thunderclap.”
The hall went silent. On the surface, this bid was not comparable to the previous one. However, the true value of this bid was the location of the Great Art of Thunderclap.
If a lightning-type cultivator obtained the Great Art of Thunderclap, then he would definitely be on his way to proclaiming himself the hegemon of the universe.
”If no one else is placing a bid, then…”
”Wait…” This time, it was Mo Wuji that called out. Seeing that it was Mo Wuji, everyone's spiritual wills concentrated back on him.
Mo Wuji's box was different from others; others had seals to prevent spiritual will probes. Unless there was a deep-seated hatred, people usually wouldn't use their spiritual will to attack these seals. But for Mo Wuji, he didn't even have such seals.
The bids that Mo Wuji placed previously contained treasures like the Primal Crystals and the Breath of Hongmeng. Thus, everyone was anticipating whether Mo Wuji could really offer 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals.
”Oh, this dao friend really has 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals?” The green-robed old man immediately got spirited.
The Great Art of Thunderclap was definitely good stuff. However, this thing had a limitation: only lighting-type cultivators could use it. Moreover, the previous bidder was only giving away its location. This did not necessarily mean that it could be obtained.
Mo Wuji said, ”I don't have 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals…”
The green-robed old man's face sank, ”Then what's the meaning behind asking me to wait? You can place any bid in the Sage Dao Conference but the premise is that you must have it. Otherwise, you are challenging my Sage Dao Conference.”
Mo Wuji said disdainfully, ”Are you death? When did I place a bid of 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals?”
He was already going to fire shots when the Tao Tie Pot comes out. Why would he care about showing an auctioneer face?
”Good, good, very good…” The green-robed old man said 'Good' repeatedly. Although he didn't release any killing intent, everyone knew that Mo Wuji would definitely be retained by the Sage Dao Conference after the auction.
The spiritual wills that were monitoring Mo Wuji actually lessened. This Mo Wuji was clearly courting death to offend the Sage Dao Conference. They no longer had a share on such a person. They also wondered where this fella got his balls from, to actually be arrogant to such a degree.
A voice suddenly transmitted into Mo Wuji's ear, ”This dao friend, I suggest that you leave immediately. If you wait till the auction ends, the number of people that will cause trouble for you wouldn't reach 1000 but there will at least be 800.”
Mo Wuji's spiritual will questioningly landed on a black-robed cultivator. He didn't think that there would actually be a kind-hearted person who would send him such a message. Could this fella be asking him to leave earlier so that there would be less competition? That didn't seem like it though.
”I'm old so I'm deaf. It's just that I still haven't heard dao friend's bid?” The old man sounded calm but his voice contained intense killing intent.
Mo Wuji said calmly, ”One Primal Motherfire Law…”
Just as Mo Wuji said this, his heart suddenly pounded. He did have a Primal Motherfire Law. However, he also had the Scholars Heart. What would happen if he merges the Scholar's Heart with this Motherfire Law?
”What?” The moment Mo Wuji uttered those words, the entire hall was dumbfounded.
He was using a Motherfire Law that was formed during the splitting of the primordial chaos to exchange for a page of the Book of Luo? Was this guy crazy or crazy? The value of a Motherfire Law was many, many times more than a page of the Book of Luo. The two objects weren't even on the same level.
”You are really going to use a Primal Motherfire Law to exchange for a page of the Book of Luo?” The green-robed old man momentarily forgot to slam the gavel.
”Kidding.” Mo Wuji did not hesitate to say. ”I bit two Primal Motherfire Crystals, one Primal Motherwater Crystal, 1000 peak-grade god spiritual veins, one replica of the Great Art of Destruction and the location of the Great Art of Destruction.”
Mo Wuji was rejoicing that the other party did not slam the gavel. If the old man did so, then he would have no choice but to take action now. However, now wasn't the time that he hoped for. Both the Tao Tie Pot and that Dao Law of the Universe hadn't come out.
”That means that you were merely diverting me?” The old man's face darkened.
Mo Wuji spoke in a calm and unflustered manner, ”I already said that I was kidding and you didn't slam the gavel. If you are willing to accept the items that I said in the second bid, then we have a deal. If we don't have a deal, then there's no need for nonsense.”