Even the host felt disbelief. Ye Feng had already spent more than ten billion earlier, and now he was willing to spend four hundred billion more. It was hard for the host to believe this as he looked at Ye Feng and said, "Mr. Ye Feng, could you please repeat your bid? I didn’t catch it clearly just now."
Ye Feng remained relaxed and casually replied, "Four hundred billion. I’m bidding four hundred billion for the Chi Xiao Divine Sword."
"What!" The crowd was shocked. That was a full four hundred billion, and with the previous hundred billion Ye Feng spent, that made five hundred billion. They couldn’t understand how any Dragon Country native could be so wealthy.
The host heard clearly this ti, his voice trembling, "Ye Feng... Mr. Ye Feng has bid four hundred billion. Is there anyone who wishes to bid higher?"
Almost everyone’s eyes turned to Princess ier and Mier because they knew that besides these two, no one else present could offer a higher bid than Ye Feng.
However, Mier and Princess ier were helpless. Their previous bids had already reached their utmost limits, and they couldn’t go higher.
This left Princess ier feeling utterly disappointed. She had originally thought she’d win the Chi Xiao Divine Sword.
But Ye Feng’s unexpected bid was like a bucket of cold water poured over her, instantly extinguishing her enthusiastic fla, leaving Princess ier in extre despair.
Princess ier glared angrily at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, just you wait!"
Yet, Ye Feng remained utterly relaxed, seemingly indifferent to Princess ier’s anger.
The host then loudly proclaid, "I will count to three. If no one bids higher, the Chi Xiao Divine Sword will belong to Mr. Ye Feng..."
"One... Two... Three! Sold! Congratulations to Mr. Ye Feng for winning our headline treasure!" The host announced excitedly.
Soon, the staff brought the Chi Xiao Divine Sword before Ye Feng, ready for him to make the paynt.
Everyone’s gaze focused on Ye Feng, curious if he could actually produce such imnse wealth, given that he had already spent over a hundred billion previously.
They stared intently at Ye Feng as he continued to appear totally relaxed, pulling out his card and handing it to the auction staff.
"Beep~~~" With a sound, the card reader displayed: "Transaction successful!"
"What!" Instantly, the people present couldn’t help but shout in disbelief, unable to fathom how a Dragon Country native could be so wealthy, wealthy to such a degree.
It wasn’t five hundred dollars, but five hundred billion. Yet Ye Feng was so casual, without a hint of distress. But they didn’t understand that the Chi Xiao Divine Sword was originally a famous sword of Dragon Country, a cultural heritage of Dragon Country. For Ye Feng, re four hundred billion was nothing—entirely worth it.
Afterward, the auction staff also handed the Chi Xiao Divine Sword to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng grabbed the Chi Xiao Divine Sword, a look of puzzlent in his eyes. He examined it, confirming it was indeed the genuine Chi Xiao Divine Sword. Then Ye Feng raised the sword and casually swung it.
"Swish!" Suddenly, a Sword Qi flew out, tearing through the air, and the void trembled with a bang.
"Boom!" A sound echoed as the Sword Qi directly cut through the ceiling of Princess ier’s royal suite.
In an instant, the suite where Princess ier was shattered into two halves by Ye Feng’s sword, collapsing into ruins, leaving Princess ier stunned. This was an outright provocation against her.
The people at the auction were also utterly shocked, realizing Princess ier was openly provoked.
Her suite was directly cut in half by Ye Feng, leaving everyone in disbelief.
Such an event was unprecedented—distinguished royalty of Country D, in Country D, was provoked by a Dragon Country native.
Princess ier’s expression turned exceedingly grim as she glared at Ye Feng, "What do you an by this?"
Ye Feng casually replied, "It’s nothing. I just wanted to test if the Chi Xiao Divine Sword is genuine, and let you know that Dragon Country natives are not to be bullied by ignorant people from Country D!"
Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Princess ier’s face turned exceedingly grim, her expression darkening considerably.
Finally, Princess ier couldn’t hold back, yelling angrily, "Ye Feng, you scoundrel, I will kill you!"
Her terrible angry roar resonated throughout the auction.
The auction venue trembled with the sound, glass shattering instantly, causing everyone to painfully cover their ears.
Ye Feng remained entirely relaxed, looking at Princess ier, completely unconcerned.
"Who dares offend my beautiful princess?" At that mont, a deep and commanding voice echoed through the auction venue.
"Boom~~" With a loud crash, the ceiling of the auction venue directly exploded open, and a beam of light shot down through the large hole in the ceiling, accompanied by the echoing voice.
A figure appeared within the beam of light, and within that beam, a man wearing royal armor slowly descended, like a Heavenly God, surrounded by circulating True Essence, accompanied as if by Daluo Fan Sound.
The man’s presence transford into surging waves, layer upon layer, spreading outward.
Everyone felt discomfort from the shockwave, as if their bodies were about to shatter. As the man slowly descended, the beam of light gradually disappeared, and the man landed beside Princess ier.
"Prince Char!" Seeing the man’s appearance, everyone was shocked, exclaiming in astonishnt.
"Oh? Another daredevil..." Ye Feng casually remarked.
Everyone was stirred into excitent, instantly recognizing the man. He was none other than Prince Char, the youngest legendary warrior of Country D, truly the favored son of Country D.
Ye Feng imdiately saw that Prince Char’s strength had reached the level of a Half-step Divine Realm. Once he accumulated enough power, he could break through the bottleneck and enter the Divine Realm.
Princess ier looked at Prince Char with excitent, "You finally arrived. I thought you might not make it..."
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