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When Cui Wuming appeared, all of the martial artists present were discussing him.

Cui Wuming seemed to ignore everyone's stares, hugging his arms, he sat down in front of the roaring powerhouse.

"You … "You!"

Seeing Cui Wuming sitting so brazenly in front of him, the warrior who had been roaring just now was so angry that his whole body was shaking. His face was flushed red.

"I what me?!" Cui Wuming licked his lips, his gaze full of mockery and maliciousness, "He Tianxiong, why, why can't I compare to you in terms of wealth, do you want to fight me?!"

When He Tianxiong was facing Cui Wuming, the expression on his face changed to one of excitement.

Although both of them were warriors at the late stage of Martial Saint Realm, Cui Wuming was famous for his fierce fighting, while He Tianxiong had already left a hidden danger behind when fighting with others thirty years ago. He could be considered as having an advantage against ordinary Martial Saint Realm warriors, but facing a demon cultivator like Cui Wuming, he did not even have half a chance of winning.

Therefore, He Tianxiong only snorted coldly and left behind a line, "This old man is disdainful of sparring with you." Then, he retreated in embarrassment.

On the stage, Han Wu had been paying attention to what was happening below the stage. Upon seeing this, she said, "And that Gu Immortal is willing to bid?!"

After witnessing Cui Wuming's domineering attitude, everyone present immediately lost interest in bidding.

After all, the price of 300,000 Spirit Stones was already very high. In addition to the fact that he wanted to arouse Cui Wuming's hatred, it was definitely not worth it.

Thus, after Han Wu asked this question, everyone present chose to remain silent.

"If that's the case, then according to the rules, this old man will ask again. For the first time, three hundred thousand spirit stones …"

"Three hundred thousand spiritual stones going twice …"

"Three hundred thousand spiritual stones …"

Just when the auction was about to be completed, Cui Wuming's face broke into a smile of victory.

A young voice came from the crowd.

"I am willing to offer a cultivation technique!"

At this moment, everyone turned to look at the person who spoke.

The bidder was a youth at the early stage of Martial Saint Realm.

He was in his twenties and had a pair of electric eyes that were brimming with vigor.

Cui Wuming's face turned cold and murderous.

"Kid, are you causing trouble?!"

"Here, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!" The youth refused to show any weakness.

All of a sudden, everyone present became dumbstruck.

This kid, isn't his guts a little too big?!

Even He Tianxiong, who was in the late stage of Martial Saint Realm, had to retreat when he saw Cui Wuming. Was he, who was merely an early stage Martial Saint Realm cultivator, tired of living?!

"What are you talking about?!"

In the next moment, Cui Wuming strode towards the teenager, his murderous intent clear as day as he charged towards Chen Yu.

But Chen Yu chose to ignore it, and looked straight at Han Wu who was in charge of the auction.

"Wait!"

In the next moment, Han Wu stopped Cui Wuming.

Displeased expression appeared on his face as well.

In his opinion, a mere early stage Martial Saint Realm cultivator would not have the financial ability of at least three hundred thousand spirit stones, and the cultivation method he was talking about, was even less highly regarded by Han Wu.

After all, not to mention the early stage of Martial Saint Realm, even the cultivation methods possessed by the late stage profound practitioners, were nothing in Han Wu's eyes.

Thus, just now, he allowed Cui Wuming to threaten the youth, hoping that this early stage Martial Saint Realm youngster would stop at a good time.

Yet, the words that the young man just said, "Here, it's not up to you to teach me a lesson!", actually prevented Cui Wuming from truly killing him.

After all, this was his trump card. If Cui Wuming were to kill someone here, it would ruin his reputation.

"Kid, what's your name?!" Han Wu coldly asked.

"Chen Feng!" The youth replied.

"Do you know what kind of price you have to pay for messing up the auction venue?!" Han Wu said in a deep voice.

"If you still feel that I'm causing trouble even after reading my things, I'll let you punish me as you wish!" Chen Feng answered.

After a moment of silence, Han Wu slowly said, "Alright, take out your cultivation technique!"

"Lord, please keep it well!"

In the next moment, Chen Feng's eyes moved and a wave of spiritual power rushed towards Han Wu.

Han Wu's eyes flashed. She raised her head and looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

The reason was that earlier, Chen Feng had used his will to transmit a series of words into his mind.

In the beginning, Han Wu didn't pay much attention to it.

However, very quickly, he was shocked by the cultivation technique that Chen Feng had sent over.

It turned out that the cultivation technique that Chen Fengzhe had passed to him was the body tempering cultivation technique of an Earthly Immortal Stage expert.

This made Han Wu feel extremely surprised.

It had to be known, not everyone in the Earthly Immortal Stage had a cultivation technique for body tempering, let alone a practitioner with Martial Saint Realm.

Thus, when Chen Feng passed on his Earthly Immortal Stage body tempering cultivation technique, Han Wu was shocked.

So it turned out that the youth called Chen Feng was none other than Chen Yu.

Other Martial Saint Stage expert s might not have Earthly Immortal Stage body tempering skills, but with the Misty Palace s, Chen Yu, who controlled at least a hundred Earthly Immortal Stage experts, could easily obtain a set of body tempering skills that were at the Immortal Realm.

During the auction just now, Chen Yu had not only paid attention to the price, he had also condensed the will of the Divine King into his sea of consciousness. Through his ability to see through the situation, he had also seen Han Wu in the middle of the auction.

Although the strength of an Earthly Immortal Stage expert was not something that Chen Yu could simply see through, but Chen Yu had used the will of the God King and still detected a slight flaw in Han Wu's plan.

That was the strength of Han Wu's body, compared to other late stage Martial Saint Realm practitioners, it was not much higher.

There were two possibilities. Either Han Wu didn't have a Heavenly Immortal cultivation technique, or Han Wu didn't pay attention to body refinement.

However, the body was the foundation of a martial artist. If a martial cultivator did not pay attention to the cultivation of the body, the possibility was not high. The only possibility was that Han Wu did not have a suitable cultivation technique for it.

Since that was the case, Chen Yu didn't believe that Han Wu could reject the Earth Immortal cultivation technique.0

As for who exactly the ticket was sold to, that was up to Han Wu. No matter how many Spirit Stones others offered, she was afraid that Han Wu wouldn't be interested in them.

After all, spirit stones were an external object, and strength was the foundation of a martial artist.

Therefore, Chen Yu had absolute confidence in Han Wu's final choice.

The next moment, a voice sounded in Chen Yu's sea of consciousness.

"Little friend, where is the cultivation technique behind it?!" This voice, was something that Han Wu could communicate with Chen Yu using her thoughts, and no one else could hear it.

"If sire is willing to sell me the ticket, I will offer it up with both hands!" Chen Yu replied.

"But, this cultivation method of yours is slightly inferior to three hundred thousand spiritual stones …"

Without waiting for Han Wu to finish speaking, Chen Yu directly responded, "Then there's no other way, I only have this technique to use as my bargaining chip. Since it's not enough, I can only give up!"

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