Divine Emperor of Death

In truth, if he had originally brought out that King Grade Sword to sell at that time to the underground auction, there was a 99 percent chance that they would've targeted to kill him and rob that sword.

Solarin Roxley even referenced him with an idiom, telling him that without strength, one is not even eligible to negotiate or transact!

'Leave it... Or maybe, I'll have a chance...' Davis's eyes flashed.

He didn't totally forget that he had Fallen Heaven with him! If the other party was weak, he would certainly take the chance to rob and kill.

Natalya noticed Davis's peculiar state of mind and didn't casually start a conversation with him.

She only kept serving him spirit water from time to time.

For the whole day, Davis continued to broaden his horizons by paying attention to the auction stage.

Most of the items sold today were of Peak-Level Sky Grade and above.

And as expected even Peak-Level Sky Grade Cultivation Manuals, Techniques and Armaments showed up.

There was even a Mid-Level Sky Grade Concealment Cloak which Davis wanted to buy but had no funds to do so because its price had increased due to rarity and demand.

With that, he could've kept himself even hidden from Elder Soul Stage Experts in closer range!

However, it was useless against experts who have reached the Sixth Stage in Soul Forging Cultivation.

Finally, the auction welcomed the last item on the stage!

It was a Low-Level King Grade Armament! A Sword!

Intense waves of heat emitted from the sword, almost burning the few who were in the front! Some of them with apt senses could hear its wailing sounds tinged with a little bit of hatred 

They could see that it was very angry and sad.

A King Grade Armament such as this sword already possesses a consciousness!

One could speak to it distinctly only after forming a blood contract with it, otherwise known as a blood bond.

Even the auctioneer had retreated a bit away from it.

Everyone was relieved that it wasn't able to move by itself, otherwise, chaos would've broken out in the auction hall.

The auctioneer steadied himself and tidied his unaligned clothes, "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the inconvenience caused by our final merchandise!"

"That's your purpose wasn't it!?"

"Are we your test subject!?"

"Shut up and get on with it! I want to see how much it goes for!"

Only a few of the low-level bidders were left but all who stayed, actually stayed to broaden their horizons and feast their eyes on the merchandise.

Davis was also inwardly shocked. The Low-Level King Grade Sword he possessed had its conscious wiped out by Old Man Garvin, while a new one would follow suit if he formed a soul bond with it by sacrificing a bit of his soul essence or he could entirely use another method by learning the unique arts of a Spirit Awakener. He had heard about the latter from Old Man Garvin but even he exactly didn't know much about Spirit Awkaners.

The consciousness of an artifact or an object was called a spirit rather than a soul since that seemed to be their form when considered a whole along with their physical body.

Still, now that the sword possessed no consciousness, its usability had fallen quite low.

The auctioneer smiled and uttered, "Yes, I and also everyone here wants to find out how much this Fire Attributed Low-Level King Grade Sword will sell for..."

"I have to say that it possesses a lot of hatred for the ones who killed its master. On the off-chance that someone of you bought it, and possess a low cultivation level, it will be incredibly difficult for you to convince it to become your weapon."

"You can't do it forcefully either, after all, only a High-Level Seventh Stage Expert would be able to forcefully form a bond with it..." Chuckling mockingly, the auctioneer waved his hands, "And as things would have it, it is common sense that one must bid King Grade items with Mid-Level Spirit Stones! The starting bid price is 1,000 Mid-Level Spirit Stones! Let the final auction begin!"

Everyone knew that only the persons who stayed in VIP rooms will be able to participate in this sale.

So they kept their eyes open, eager to witness the battle of the riches.

Soon, a sound rang causing all their heads to turn in a direction.

"There we have it! The first bid on the Low-Level King Grade Sword! VIP room 28 bids 1,100 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

"VIP room 13 bids 1,100 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

The auctioneer clenched his fists! If he was able to get this sell for more than 5,000 Mid-Level Spirit Stones, he was promised the manager position of this underground auction house!

After all, in this territory, the Mid-Level Spirit Stones were rare in the first place.

"VIP room 15 bids 1,200 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

"VIP room 07 bids 1,300 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

"VIP room 03 bids 1,700 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

"VIP room 01 bids 1,900 Mid-Level Spirit Stones!"

As the auction went on, Davis glanced at Natalya, "Remember, just follow my lead."

Natalya was startled, but she nodded her head with determination showing in her eyes.

Soon, the auction ended with the Low-Level King Grade Sword selling for about 6,700 Mid-Level Spirit Stones! When calculated in Low-Level Spirit Stones, it was about 6,700,000 but that was only an estimate and no one would trade the latter for the former as the former was rare and used by Sixth Stage Cultivators for both cultivation and transaction.

The auctioneer was incredibly happy and even thanked the buyer on the stage.

"That's it, ladies and gentlemen, the underground auction has officially ended."

"The only thing that's left to do is proceed with the transaction of the merchandise!"

"I request all the ones who are not a VIP to come to the backstage for the transaction."

"For those who are VIPs, please stay in your respective rooms. We will come to your place to transact one by one."

After announcing, the auctioneer let out a deep sigh and went through the backstage.

After half an hour, Davis finally reacted when someone knocked on the door.

With a wave of his hand, he opened the door, only to see the young man who came before to deliver the 'service' at that time.

The young man entered the room as he smiled while even casting an insignificant glance at Natalya.