Chapter 1159: Chapter 520: Numbed by Shock (Part 3)
As a fellow clansman, if he stayed silent and didn’t bid, it would be a bit unreasonable. So, Qin Ming quickly joined the bidding twice while the scene was still intensely calling out prices.
The fox girl blinked her beautiful eyes, helping him to transmit bids while swaying gracefully, demonstrating tea art for him as she served tea nearby.
“Why are you swaying back and forth?” Qin Ming frowned.
The fox girl quickly lowered her head, secretly grumbling. This Master of the Tiger Clan is really unapproachable; being a beautiful fox girl, she naturally wanted to use the Tiger’s prestige to travel with the Master.
Of course, Qin Ming knew the fox girl’s intentions, but he didn’t want to get involved. How could she compare to Li Qingyue’s exceptional beauty? Even in terms of curvaceous figure, she couldn’t match Da Tang’s stunning silhouette because he had personally… kicked.
He imdiately shook his head; how could he compare the fox girl in front of him to soone from the past? It would be disrespectful and sacrilegious.
Next, the auction atmosphere beca even more heated, everyone was in high spirits.
From the “Immortal Slaying Scripture” to the Earth Immortal Remnant Treasure, everything was there.
Qin Ming was horrified to find he hadn’t won a single item. He didn’t care for the ordinary, but the ones he favored were all sky-high prices, impossible for him to continue participating. After following a few rounds of bids, he gave up.
This was really embarrassing; he might leave empty-handed.
No one expected the Dream Insect to appear early; it was truly not the final auction item, where the Ice Soul aura was chilling, and it was engulfed by Light Particles.
Suddenly, the whole room was in an uproar.
“Master, are you going to participate in the bidding?” In the neighboring VIP box, soone secretly communicated.
Qin Ming resonated, imdiately catching so information.
However, he couldn’t resonate with the “Master’s” thoughts—their mind was like an ancient well, with no ripples.
Monts later, Qin Ming learned it was a decaying Divine, although heavily devolved and long fallen to the Fifth Realm, their ntal state remained terrifying, without any emotional fluctuations.
Following this decaying Divine, the two young disciples had very active thoughts, and Qin Ming resonated with astounding information.
Dream Insect, must not be touched!
This was the Divine’s warning, causing the disciples’ emotions to stir non-stop.
“The Dream Insect can utilize others’ talents to achieve enlightennt; it sounds nice as borrowing soone’s talent for cultivation, but it actually counts as borrowing one’s fate.”
It ranks fifth among nurous Strange Insects in the world and competes as an individual rather than winning by quantity; moreover, it knows how to seek fortune and avoid calamity, is it so easy to ta?
“Ultimately, is it humans who rear the insect, or does the Insect Lord feign submission to humans? It’s hard to say.”
The two disciples couldn’t calm down inside—there were such hidden truths?
In their box, decaying ash floated down as the Divine leisurely transmitted: “It’s very evil, try to avoid it; unless it’s a top Great Sect with peerless experts presiding over it, then descendants are allowed to rear such Strange Insects. Otherwise, don’t provoke them.”
According to his words, if there’s a top old monster watching, the Dream Insect wouldn’t dare beco the Insect Lord.
The decaying Divine said: “There is a saying, one insect passed down three generations.”
A young disciple asked, “The Dream Insect’s lifespan is long, why can’t it pass four or five generations?”
“Top old monsters have limited longevity, can’t endure that long, must resolve the hidden danger before passing away, sending the insect into the depths of the Yewu World.”
The two disciples were shocked. Was the Dream Insect so scary? Even the Divine feared it; it was truly absurd!
The decaying Divine spoke: “Though extrely rare and belonging to mythical species, the Dream Insect wasn’t sprung from a crack in the stone; it must have parents. When captured and brought into the mortal world, how do you know there isn’t an Old Worm in the dark watching all this?”
So absolute experts speculate this is an Old Worm honing the larvae through unique growth thods, intercepting All thods for enlightennt in the worldly big dye tank.
The decaying Divine spoke: “In the distant past, if a Dream Insect wasn’t sent away after being passed down three generations, terrifying things might happen. There are vague records of a horrifying blood disaster occurring in an Immortal Great Sect.”
A disciple’s face turned pale, saying: “So, the speculation about the Insect Lord is more reliable? The Dream Insect is actually hard to truly enslave.”
The decaying Divine nodded, saying: “Hm, even if this insect appears docile and obedient daily, and its so-called ‘master’ is very satisfied, it can’t be fully trusted. How do you know the Dream Insect isn’t controlling everything? Making its ‘master’ unwittingly joyful; when thought through… it’s very frightening. As far as I know, an Earth Immortal once sent a Dream Insect deep into the Yewu World like sending off a plague god.”
Qin Ming didn’t capture the consciousness fluctuations of this Old God, but from the exceptionally active emotions of his two disciples, he restored various truths.
Suddenly, he beca extrely wary of the Dream Insect.
He opened the Newborn’s Eye, gazing at the inch-long Strange Insect on stage in the Ice Soul; it glowed dimly, sotis in insect form, sotis in human form, wings transparent, speckled with stars, like carrying stripes of star rivers.
Most crucially, this insect was penetrated by a Golden Needle, already on the brink of death.
Qin Ming felt a headache, wondering when he would display similar thods in the future and if the Dream Insect Clan discovered it, would an Old Worm seek revenge?
“However, it’s worth studying; the Golden Silk Jade Robe exhibits Longevity traits in my hands, unexpectedly also able to trap people in irrecoverable death tribulations.”
“This Dream Insect is about to die, and you still dare demand eight million Day Gold as the base price? Are you insane!”
People could hardly believe it; normally, if there was sincerity, it couldn’t be like this.
Qin Ming was also incredulous, pondering if he put himself up with all his talents, whether he could reach this starting price?
Then, the Young Dragon, Exotic Gold, Qilin Blood, and others were successively displayed on stage, all auctioned at sky-high prices, leaving Qin Ming stunned to numbness.
He left here empty-handed; there was no way, he really couldn’t compete.
For a mont, Qin Ming felt an impulse to step on the stage and shout: I, the Emperor, rob!
Of course, he could only think about it.
The top items were all auctioned by mysterious guests with heavenly numbers, including Grandmasters from Immortal Great Sects and people from the Earth Immortal Dynasty.
Compared to them, Qin Ming was poor to the point of nearly having nothing.
He sighed and left the venue, seeing the silver butterflies pulling a palm-sized cart carrying Master Hong Niao with a smiling face away, also seeing an Old Tree Man with a miniature forest on his head, surrounded by a green light shower leaving the hall…
Grandmasters of the Fifth Realm mostly had harvests.
Qin Ming shook his head, considering this as a learning experience this ti; today, he truly opened his eyes.
“Are you Master Hu Dingming?” At the last mont of the Kaiyuan Grand Ceremony, the Chief Auctioneer personally ca over with a gentle smile to ask.
What’s going on? Qin Ming’s inner alarm bells rang.
He thought he was very low-key; during the auction, he didn’t raise prices, didn’t engage in disputes, nor left early, and most importantly, he didn’t win a single item. Yet, could soone still pinpoint him?
He was very low-key, not showing excessive wealth; to major organizations here, he was penniless, truly unable to fathom why they approached him.
The Chief Auctioneer inford: “In the Emperor’s box over there, a distinguished guest wishes to say a few words to you.”
At the sa ti, the heavy Green Sandalwood door of that box was pushed open, and a group of people erged.
Qin Ming realized trouble was coming, because those were people from the God-like Association, with the badge on their robe sleeves very conspicuous, without any concealnt.
“Brother, we an no harm.” The people over there wore friendly smiles, among them was surprisingly the rumored Holy Son.
Qin Ming was very clear—the Dream Insect was presented by the God-like Association at the auction, and now this organization actually sought him.
“I, the Emperor, rob!” Would he be forced to shout this before leaving? Making a huge fuss.
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