Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 895: Chapter 896: Auctioning the Blood Dropping Sword

Lin Chen gazed at the Blood Dropping Sword, his brows furrowing slightly. He could sense a dense Spiritual Energy emanating from the blade, along with an unsettling Evil Qi that made him uneasy.

No need to guess—the Blood Dropping Sword had gone through millennia, cutting down countless lives; with every kill, the Evil Qi of its victims accumulated within the blade.

Though the sword possessed great power, its wielder would inevitably be affected by the Evil Qi inside. Their mind would grow increasingly unstable and violent.

”Do you have a way to purge the Evil Qi within the blade?” Lin Chen asked.

Xiaoshuai replied, ”It might be a bit tricky, but removing the Evil Qi shouldn’t be too big of an issue.”

Lin Chen nodded. ”Alright, in that case, I must win this sword at the auction.”

He had already decided that if the Evil Qi in the blade couldn’t be eradicated, even if he won it, he wouldn’t let Ashi use it.

But since purging it was possible, then it wouldn’t be an issue. All that was needed was to remove the Evil Qi from within the blade.

”According to our Treasure Appraiser’s evaluation, the minimum starting price for this Blood Dropping Sword is forty million. Each bid increase is set at five million. Let the auction begin!” The Auctioneer said with a radiant smile.

As expected, the Clan Leaders of various wealthy families immediately began raising the stakes. The price of the Blood Dropping Sword quickly rose to one hundred million.

Most of the bidders came from martial arts families. Although they viewed the weapon as a low-grade Spiritual Artifact, it was enough to drive these people wild. After all, possessing a low-grade Spiritual Artifact as a family treasure could elevate their status significantly.

”One hundred and fifty million!”

At this moment, Li Meng also joined the bidding. Although he was a Pharmacist, he was determined to win this Blood Dropping Sword as a gift for his teacher Yue Qun, seeking repayment in return.

Seeing someone from the Medicine Sect join the bidding, many people directly dropped out.

As an influential hidden sect, the Medicine Sect’s strong presence in Central Sea made them a force no one wished to offend over a mere sword.

”One hundred and sixty million!”

Not far from there, Mu Feng finally made his move.

As a Martial Artist himself, Mu Feng deeply admired the Blood Dropping Sword. Especially the faint Spiritual Energy emitted from the blade—he felt that this artifact was anything but ordinary.

Moreover, since Mu Feng also hailed from the Medicine Sect, he naturally wouldn’t be afraid of Li Meng.

”One hundred and seventy million!”

Li Meng snorted coldly, immediately upping the bid by ten million. Judging by the fiery determination in his eyes, it seemed like he wouldn’t give up on the sword.

”Two hundred million!”

Amid their contest, Wu Weili finally spoke up.

He didn’t hesitate to drive the price directly up to two hundred million, clearly intent on acquiring this sword.

Lin Chen glanced at Wu Weili. This guy was undoubtedly wealthy, and though his martial prowess wasn’t very impressive, people like him often sought external means to boost their strength—his bid for the sword was hardly surprising.

”Young Master Wu, I already gave way to you for the bronze cauldron last time. This time, I must secure this sword. I intend to gift this sword to the Elder of the Medicine Sect. I hope you can show some respect,” Li Meng said, staring directly at Wu Weili.

It was clear that Li Meng hoped to leverage the Medicine Sect’s influence to pressure Wu Weili into backing down.

Wu Weili smirked coldly. ”Apologies, but I happen to like this sword as well. Let’s rely on our own means—whomever wins it gets it.”

”Two hundred and fifty million!”

Li Meng instantly raised the bid.

”Three hundred million!”

Wu Weili, unwilling to back down, immediately elevated the price to three hundred million.

Upon hearing their bids, Mu Feng promptly decided to withdraw. Though the sword was extraordinary, it had already exceeded his financial limit.

Li Meng and Wu Weili showed no sign of stopping, continuously increasing their bids.

”Five hundred million,” Wu Weili said coldly.

”Are these two out of their minds? A measly sword has been bid up to five hundred million?”

While people marveled at their extravagance, confusion filled their faces.

”You clearly don’t understand—the sword is a low-grade Spiritual Artifact, and a weapon at that. Naturally, its price would be exorbitant. Still, five hundred million feels excessive!” an expert in the crowd remarked.

”Ah, some people are just loaded. We simply can’t compare,” another sighed awkwardly.

Hearing the five hundred million bid, Li Meng’s expression changed slightly.

This bid had surpassed his limit. Though he felt reluctant, he had no choice but to surrender.

”They say the Wu family is the top family in Central Sea, and their lavish spending proves it. I, Li Meng, am truly no match. The Blood Dropping Sword is yours.” Li Meng said begrudgingly as he looked at Wu Weili.

”Thank you for giving way, Brother Li,” Wu Weili replied, his face brimming with satisfaction.

Seeing the negotiation between the two, the Auctioneer raised his hammer: ”The price of this Blood Dropping Sword is five hundred million—going once!”

The Auctioneer glanced around the venue for any further bids and added, ”Five hundred million—going twice!”

”Five hundred million...”

”Six hundred million!”

Just as everyone assumed the sword’s auction had concluded, a calm voice suddenly broke the silence.

The crowd erupted into chaos. When everyone’s eyes converged on the corner the bid came from, their expressions turned colorful.

Wu Weili’s face grew visibly grim as he stared at the figure in the corner. ”It’s him again.”

Moments ago, Lin Chen had snatched the bronze cauldron from him. Now, just as Wu Weili was about to acquire the Blood Dropping Sword, this guy showed up again.

”Damn, is this kid determined to go against Young Master Wu today?”

”This guy must have a death wish to provoke Young Master Wu in Central Sea like this.”

”He must be crazy-rich and looking to spend recklessly. Watch—Wu Weili won’t let him off easy.”

The auction hall buzzed with murmuring as spectators eagerly awaited the drama unfolding.

”Kid, are you hell-bent on opposing me?” Wu Weili glared at Lin Chen, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

Lin Chen smiled serenely. ”How would I dare oppose the great Young Master Wu? It’s just that my girlfriend happens to like this sword, so I wanted to win it for her.”

”What the hell? He’s bidding six hundred million for a sword just to gift a woman? That’s insane!” Lin Chen’s words left the crowd utterly dumbfounded.

Many of the women who had looked down on Lin Chen now glanced enviously at Ashi.

A man spending six hundred million to please his girlfriend was a gesture unheard of, one that not every man could afford to make.

Wu Weili nodded, his tone turning icy. ”Fine. Fine! Let’s see just how much money you have. Eight hundred million.”

”One billion,” Lin Chen said, his expression calm as he raised the bid without hesitation.

A collective gasp swept through the room. Even though the sword was a Spiritual Artifact, one billion far exceeded the limits of most people present. And considering Lin Chen merely intended to gift the sword, it seemed almost deranged.

Hearing the one billion bid, Wu Weili’s expression darkened. His gaze became venomous as hatred flared in his eyes. After a long pause, he bit his lip and said, ”One-point-one billion!”

Once again, the crowd was thrown into shock. Everyone began to believe these two were completely mad.

Ashi, witnessing the jaw-dropping bids, couldn’t help but tug on Lin Chen’s arm lightly. ”Maybe we should let it go. This is way too much money.”

”Don’t worry. I promised you, and I won’t break my word—one-point-three billion.” Lin Chen responded without hesitation, instantly raising the bid by two hundred million.