I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1981 Confrontation
Sitting in the box across from him was the famous General Ran Min. He was tall and straight, and his black outfit made his burly figure look even more heroic. His stern face was like a sculpture, and his deep eyes revealed an indescribable domineering aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

"Six billion!" Almost at the moment when Liu Jun's gaze turned over, the voice of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor sounded again, as if carrying an invisible force, echoing in the entire auction hall.

"Seven billion!" General Ran Min also raised the price to one billion.

"Eight billion" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was naturally unwilling to be outdone, and with a bit of anger and unwillingness in his voice, he raised the price again without hesitation. His narrow eyes flashed with a sinister light, staring closely at the box where Ran Min was, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Nine billion!" General Ran Min didn't even raise his eyelids, as if the soaring price was just a simple number to him.

In this way, the price soared. "10 billion", "11 billion"... Every increase in price was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard. The entire auction hall was silent, and everyone held their breath, nervously watching this fierce bidding war.

In a flash, the price soared to 20 billion divine coins. This price, like a heavy bomb, stirred up thousands of waves in everyone's hearts. You know, this is the highest price ever paid at an auction in the entire God Realm. The key point is that neither of the two contestants has any intention of stopping.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was so angry that he was shaking all over. His eyes were as big as copper bells at this moment. He stared fiercely in the direction of the box where General Ran Min was, and said with gritted teeth: "Ran Min, what do you mean!"

The voice was full of anger and questioning, as if it was about to rush over to compete with Ran Min in the next moment.

However, General Ran Min just raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint sneer. In that smile there was a bit of mockery and disdain, and he glanced at the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor opposite him.

"What are you doing? The rules of the auction house are that if you like something, just bid for it. What do you care about me?" General Ran Min's voice was loud and domineering, and it was clearly heard in the noisy auction hall.

The Eight-Winged Feather King was so angry that he was shaking all over. His originally pure white feathers stood up in anger. His eyes almost spit fire and he shouted angrily: "If you have so much money, just bid!"

The voice was sharp and filled with anger, attracting curious glances from many people around.

General Ran Min didn't seem to take the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's anger to heart. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He slapped his forehead, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. He said slowly: "Oh? You reminded me, I really don't have so much money. Then you continue, I won't bid anymore."

When the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor heard this, he felt a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted up, and his chest seemed to be blocked by a huge rock. He felt suffocated and uncomfortable. His face turned red, and his hands were clenched into fists. The joints turned white from the force. He almost couldn't help but vomit in front of everyone.

He was now filled with anger, and even wanted to kill Ran Min. He kept cursing in his heart: Why are you bidding when you have no money? And you raised the price to 20 billion divine coins. Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

At this moment, the female host on the stage rang out in a clear voice: "Twenty billion once, twenty billion twice."

Her voice echoed throughout the auction hall, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

However, just as the female host was about to announce the successful bid, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Twenty-two billion."

When everyone heard it, they subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, their eyes all focused on the direction of box number two on the third floor, and an expectant look immediately appeared on their faces.

The big shot in the box on the second floor participated in several auctions, and every time he made a bid, he showed amazing financial strength. He always crushed other competitors with absolute price advantages and easily got what he wanted.

This time, his competitor is the powerful Eight-Winged Feather Emperor. This fierce bidding battle is exciting enough just to think about it.

The auction officially kicked off, and in an instant, the atmosphere on the scene became as tense as if a powder keg had been lit.

"Twenty-four billion!" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor shouted out the price again, with a determination in his voice to win.

Then, Liu Jun did not show any weakness either. He responded calmly and forcefully: "Twenty-six billion!"

That firm tone was like a rock, with no intention of backing down.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor frowned and raised the price again without hesitation: "Twenty-seven billion!"

"Twenty-eight billion" Liu Jun immediately followed.

"Thirty billion!" There was a hint of anxiety in the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's voice. His eyes were fixed on the auction stage, as if he wanted to lock the antidote firmly with his eyes.

At this moment, his heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, because he knew that this time the strategic reserves accumulated by the entire Qianyu City over the years were mobilized, which was only 30 billion. If these 30 billion could not get the antidote, then their Qianyu City would fall into an abyss from which there would be no recovery.

The Divine King Palace was holding a grand and solemn Ten Thousand Years Fire Ceremony these days, and the atmosphere was filled with joy and peace. However, Qianyu City was struggling in dire straits. Anyone who was poisoned became extremely weak. Except for him and a few six-winged princes who could barely resist for a while, the rest of the people were suffering in pain, waiting for the antidote to appear to save them.

As the price climbed to 30 billion, the entire auction house fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their eyes moving back and forth between Box No. 2 and the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor. At this time, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's face had turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot. And this time, Box No. 2, where Liu Jun was, finally fell silent, and no more bids were heard.

"Fight, why don't you fight anymore!" roared the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. He felt that the other party was deliberately teasing him, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

After a while, Liu Jun's voice, which was slightly teasing, came out slowly: "I'm afraid you don't want it anymore because you don't have the money."

Once these words were spoken, it was undoubtedly another blow to the already angry heart of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor.

"Fuck you!" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor could no longer endure such humiliation. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground in front of him red.

Everyone gasped when they saw this. The boss in box number two was a ruthless man, as he could make the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor so angry that he vomited blood.

As this bottle of so-called Imperial Jade Wine was sold at a high price of 30 billion divine coins, the bidding war finally came to an end in such a dramatic scene, and this auction was also deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone present.

"Have you found out who is in box number two opposite?" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor said with a gloomy face, wiping the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth. His voice was so cold that it seemed to condense the air around him.

"We're still investigating..." Prince Wei Bai raised his head tremblingly, his voice trembling slightly, his eyes full of fear, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

“It’s okay. I’m just spitting it out in front of them. Let them feel proud for a while, and then they will naturally reveal their true colors when they get carried away!” The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor stood up suddenly. His powerful aura instantly made the surrounding space tremble. Then he left the box without looking back.

As for the antidote, his subordinate Olaideqi has already brought a full 30 billion divine coins to hand over the antidote.

"No matter who it is, if you dare to plot against me like this, I will tear you into pieces!" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor glanced at Box No. 2 with murderous intent. That fierce gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the box and reach the enemy's heart. He was secretly ruthless in his heart and vowed to make the other party pay a heavy price.

At this time, Liu Jun and his team had already taken advantage of the chaos to quietly leave the noisy auction house, and quickly went to the Jinliufu Qiangui branch through the little-known safe passage underground the auction house.

Only when they reached the 19th floor of the Jinliufu Qiangui branch did everyone finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, I was so scared. I really thought that the birdman with eight wings would kill me on the spot." The fat man's face was full of fear, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

"This birdman is still so scary." The tiger-striped sturdy man was also frightened. His body was shaking slightly, as if he was still immersed in the fear just now.

You know, he had witnessed with his own eyes the horrifying scene when the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor took action. This time, he was fighting against the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor at the auction and was stared at by that murderous gaze. That kind of tremendous pressure was really a little difficult for him to bear.

"It's okay, he doesn't dare to act rashly, and besides, isn't my master's wife still in box number one?" Liu Jun looked indifferent, as if all this was within his expectations.

"That's true. If our chief steward takes action, even the three eight-winged birdmen will be no match for him." said the ape-man at the side, his nervous expression easing a little.

"By the way, Nia, this is for you." Liu Jun said as he took out the priest's staff that exuded a mysterious aura from the storage space and handed it to Nia.

At this moment, Nia was completely stunned, as if she was under a spell. She stared at Liu Jun with wide eyes stupidly, her mind was blank, and she even forgot to reach out to take it.

Her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. She never expected that Liu Jun would suddenly take out this priest staff and give it to her. You know, this staff cost a full 800 million divine coins.

This is not a small amount of money. For the demigods, this amount of money is enough for the entire demigod clan to live for several years.

"What are you doing? Do you want it? If not, I'll keep it for myself." Seeing that Nia didn't respond for a long time, Liu Jun couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Yes, yes!" Nia suddenly came to her senses, as if she was afraid that Liu Jun would really take back the priest's staff. She quickly stretched out her hands and carefully took the priest's staff.

Her hands were trembling slightly, and her eyes were full of awe and surprise, as if she was holding not only a staff, but also a holy object that carried the glory and history of the entire demigod race.

"Confirm whether it is the priest's staff of your demigod race." Liu Jun said, his eyes always fixed on the staff in Nia's hand, as if he was also waiting for a definite answer.

Mainly, he was curious. Such an old tree root, with a gem inlaid on it, could become a priest's staff. What was the use of this thing?
Nia gently stroked the priest's staff, her eyes full of piety.

Her fingers slowly slid over every texture of the staff, feeling the traces of time left on it. After a moment, she raised her head and said with certainty: "Yes, that's right, I have seen it in the priest temple before. This familiar pattern and unique texture are definitely the priest's staff of our demigod race."

Just as Nia finished her words, the snow-white gem inlaid on the staff suddenly lit up, and a soft light spread around, as if responding to Nia's words.