My Silly, Sweet Wife

"Hm?" Ye Guichen found it rather dull that Gu Quan’an didn’t counter the bid.

Ye Guichen had no concept of Spirit Stones. It’s worth noting that Gu Quan’an had brought Feifeng City’s entire income for the past few years, merely amounting to a few hundred thousand. If forty thousand Spirit Stones were thrown at the Barbarian Tribe, it would be an undue loss, given that the tribe could acquire them through other means.

The woman below was already stunned upon hearing the price. Though the Red Blood Bell had managed to control the barbarians, given the Barbarian Tribe’s intimidation, they had hoped to maintain this auction at twenty thousand, which would have met expectations. Unexpectedly, it had surged by fourfold, truly an unexpected boon.

The woman quickly regained her composure, hurriedly clamping the hammer, seemingly afraid of any change of heart.

Soon, one treasure after another was auctioned off, but they were all items that Ye Guichen had no use for, causing him to lose interest in the auction for a time.

"The next item is our second-to-last piece. This item was obtained from a dragon tomb, a cultivation technique with an extremely domineering name called the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill. It’s said that when cultivated to its peak, it can produce the power of dragons and elephants within the body, extremely domineering," the woman introduced.

"However..." The woman’s tone suddenly paused, becoming hesitant.

The crowd below, initially stirred by the power of the technique, suddenly grew anxious upon seeing the woman’s hesitation.

"But what? Just say it!" someone stood up and shouted at the woman.

The woman took a deep breath, calming her mind, and said, "However, since this cultivation technique is only half a version, the other half is missing, so our starting price is only thirty thousand Spirit Stones."

"Fragment? What’s the use of buying a cultivation technique that can’t be practiced? Isn’t that a waste of Spirit Stones?" came waves of discontent from below.

"Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Scripture?" Hearing the name, Ye Guichen felt a sense of familiarity but couldn’t recall where he had seen it, so he set it aside for now.

On the other side, Gu Quan’an clearly didn’t expect this technique to be incomplete, a hint of struggle appeared in his eyes as he secretly considered whether or not to cultivate it.

Gu Quan’an turned to look at Gu Cangsheng, and at that moment, Gu Cangsheng was in the box, dancing exuberantly. Upon sensing Gu Quan’an’s gaze, he halted his movements and grinned foolishly at Gu Quan’an.

Looking at Gu Cangsheng’s appearance, a surge of power and desire filled Gu Quan’an’s heart, his eyes gradually becoming resolute.

"Forty thousand!"

Gu Cangsheng said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Ye Guichen clearly had not expected Gu Quan’an to be interested in this incomplete Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Scripture. Seeing this, Ye Guichen’s lips curled into a sinister smile.

"Forty-five thousand." Ye Guichen said mockingly.

Shen Qianjun, beside him, clearly didn’t expect Ye Guichen to be interested in the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Scripture, advising, "Mr. Ye, as far as I know, this scripture is designed specifically for the Demon Clan and isn’t suitable for the Human Clan to cultivate, not to mention this auction is for the latter part of the technique, making it even more meaningless!"

Ye Guichen turned to Shen Qianjun, nodding to signal him to stay calm.

"You again, kid!" Gu Quan’an was enraged upon hearing Ye Guichen’s voice, glaring fiercely at Box Number One.

"Fifty thousand!" Gu Quan’an said without hesitation, determined to obtain the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Scripture.

"Fifty thousand and one hundred Spirit Stones!" Ye Guichen raised the bid.

A hundred...

Gu Quan’an nearly spat blood.

This was clearly an act of mockery.

"Kid, you better hope I don’t see you after this auction; otherwise, I will tear you limb from limb!" Gu Quan’an at that moment was consumed with a desire to destroy Ye Guichen.

"Sixty thousand!" Gu Quan’an had already placed all his Spirit Stones on the bid.

"Since it’s reached sixty thousand, I might as well let the City Lord have it!" Ye Guichen said mockingly.

Gu Quan’an in the box, upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words, suddenly had a surge of anger, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, glaring venomously at the box where Ye Guichen was.

Beside him, Gu Cangsheng was stunned to see Gu Quan’an spitting blood, his pupils widened, gazing woodenly at Gu Quan’an before swiftly rushing to his side, pulling out a golden dagger from his body as if by habit, directly slashing his arm, fresh blood gushing out swiftly, aiming the blood at Gu Quan’an’s mouth.

Gu Quan’an greedily absorbed the blood, showing an expression of enjoyment, his face soon regaining a flush.

Although he spent sixty thousand Spirit Stones, in Gu Quan’an’s view, it was entirely worth it. As long as he mastered the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill and transformed into a beast’s body, Spirit Stones would be within reach.

Soon, the auction was down to the final item everyone had been eagerly anticipating, ignored by some of the old monsters, the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators merely observing coldly.

A skeleton-thin old man slowly walked onto the stage from below, holding a golden crystal ball in his hand, faintly emitting waves of vitality.

The woman, seeing the old man walking up, hurried to support him, guiding him to the center of the auction hall, standing respectfully to the side.

"The final item is a cultivator’s Nascent Soul!" The old man spoke mechanically, devoid of emotion.

His words exploded like a thunderclap.

"What, a Nascent Soul, they can actually capture a Nascent Soul!" The crowd below erupted in chaos, glancing at each other.