Battle Through the Heavens: My Grandfather is a Six-Star Dou Sheng

Chapter 102 Jiang Yue's Little Cotton-padded Jacket

"This auction item is a fragment of a map. After our appraisal, we determined that this fragment is related to the legendary Pure Lotus Demon Flame. Although it is only a fragment, if we can collect the complete map and obtain the Pure Lotus Demon Flame, the benefits... I don't need to say more," said the old man Baoshan with a smile.

Although it was just a fragment of a map, the allure of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame was irresistible.

The people in black robes inside the hall, who might have initially harbored some doubts about the ancient parchment, now had their eyes burning with fervor.

The Pure Lotus Demon Flame, a legendary strange flame, possesses earth-shattering power and is a treasure coveted by countless cultivators.

If one could find it, or even refine it, it would mean a leap in strength, perhaps even allowing one to soar to the top and become a top expert on the continent.

The words of the old man from Baoshan echoed in the main hall. He seemed to be deliberately piquing people's interest, slowly describing the various legends and wonders of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame.

Seeing that his words had stirred the emotions of the audience, Elder Baoshan then spoke up: "Hehe, the owner of this fragment of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame Diagram wants to exchange it for some Grade 8 pills of at least Six-Colored Dan Lei quality. As for the quantity, that depends on everyone's willingness... Alright, let's begin the auction!"

As soon as the old man from Baoshan finished speaking, a voice rang out from below the stage: "Two grade eight pills of six-colored thunder pills."

"Three grade eight pills made of six-colored thunderbolts."

"Five of six colors..."

……

"Eight grade eight pills made of eight-colored thunderbolts."

The allure of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame was quite strong; before long, the fragment of the map had already been used to summon eight Rank 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder.

At this moment, the ancient hall began to quiet down.

Seeing that the fragment of the painting was being bid so highly, Old Man Baoshan chuckled, but still scanned the room and asked, "Hehe, this friend has offered eight Rank 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder Pills. Is there anyone else bidding?"

Seeing that everyone had given up bidding, Jiang Xing finally spoke up: "Ten Grade 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder Pills."

As soon as Jiang Xing's voice rang out, countless eyes turned to look in this direction, wanting to see who had offered such a high price.

However, Jiang Xing and Jiang Yue were both wearing black robes that shielded them from detection, so they couldn't see anything.

"Hehe, this friend has offered ten Grade 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder Pills. Is there anyone else who can offer a higher price?" Although the old man Baoshan was speaking to everyone present, his gaze was fixed on the thin, black-robed man who had offered eight Grade 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder Pills.

The people present were also curious; the bidding was already so high, and some wondered if the gaunt man in black robes would offer an even higher price.

The gaunt man in black robes did not disappoint those curious gazes. His aged voice emanated from within the robes: "An eighth-grade pill of Nine-Colored Thunder."

As soon as the voice was heard, everyone in the ancient hall gasped.

Not only were the people in the audience shocked, but even the old man Baoshan was stunned. He hadn't expected that the incomplete map would be called up so highly.

But after a short while, the old man from Baoshan realized what was happening and continued with his work.

"Hehe, this friend has offered a Grade 8 Nine-Colored Thunder Pill. Is there anyone willing to bid higher?"

This time, the old man from Baoshan stopped scanning the entire room and focused directly on Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing was now in a bit of a dilemma.

Although the Jiang family has two eighth-grade alchemists, neither of them can refine the eighth-grade pill of Nine-Colored Thunder Pill, so he doesn't have any eighth-grade pill of Nine-Colored Thunder Pill on him.

Although he could use more Grade 8 pills of Eight-Colored Thunder to overwhelm the gaunt man in black robes, Jiang Xing felt it wasn't worth it, so he decided not to call for help.

If we can't get a picture of this fragment, so be it. Obtaining it through legitimate means would be too costly. Jiang Xing can use illegitimate methods instead.

Jiang Xing only bid because his daughter was there, and he thought he should avoid bidding if possible.

But now that the gaunt man in the black robe has offered such a high price, he can't be blamed for returning to his old ways.

So Jiang Xing decided not to bid and wait for the old man from Baoshan to exchange with the thin, black-robed man.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing felt his black robe being tugged. He looked at Jiang Yue, who had been quiet all along, with curiosity and some confusion.

Did Yueyue want to take the picture herself? But that would be too high a price to pay...

Jiang Xing was thinking this way.

Unexpectedly, he heard Jiang Yue's voice in his ear; it was Jiang Yue transmitting her voice to him.

"Dad, the bid for this fragment of the painting is too high. Let's not bid, we can just snatch it from them later."

"Huh?" Jiang Xing was stunned.

Jiang Xing was just a little worried that taking Yueyue to commit robbery might have some negative consequences.

I never expected my daughter to be like this... She truly is my daughter!

Seeing that Jiang Xing hadn't spoken for a long time, the old man Baoshan was somewhat disappointed.

A snow-white rabbit appeared in the hand of the gaunt man in black robes, and the rabbit emitted a faint fragrance of elixir.

The moment the rabbit appeared, some people in the audience started to turn red in the eyes.

Ignoring the gazes of those present, the gaunt man tossed the rabbit directly towards the old man Baoshan on the stage.

Seeing the rabbit pass over their heads, the people's eyes turned even redder, but even after the old man Baoshan caught the rabbit, no one in the audience dared to stop it.

Clearly, these three major sects still wield considerable influence.

The old man from Baoshan caught the rabbit and began to examine it carefully.

After inspecting for a while, the old man from Baoshan nodded, his eyes filled with amazement.

Even though he was the master of Jianbao Mountain and had appraised countless treasures, the number of times he had appraised the eighth-grade pill of the Nine-Colored Thunder was very few.

"Transaction complete. This fragment of the map is now yours."

The old man from Baoshan carefully put away the rabbit in his hand, then flicked his finger and shot the incomplete map at the gaunt man in black robes.

After catching the incomplete map steadily, the gaunt man in the black robe waved it in Jiang Xing's direction and let out a triumphant laugh.

Jiang Xing never expected this person to be so arrogant, even mocking him.

Jiang Xing thought to himself: Keep laughing, I want to see if you can still laugh later.

This wasn't the first time Jiang Xing had encountered something like this, so he didn't show any outward reaction.

But Jiang Yue, standing beside him, was furious and grabbed Jiang Xing's black robe.

"Dad is too arrogant, we must go and beat him up later." Jiang Yue's indignant voice reached Jiang Xing's ears.

Although Jiang Yue was wearing a black robe, Jiang Xing could almost picture her angry little expression.

She truly is my little darling!

He gently patted Jiang Yue's head.

"Don't worry, Dad will teach him a lesson in a bit."

At that moment, the voice of the old man from Baoshan came.

"Heh, the last item at this space trade fair isn't a product, but rather a piece of intelligence, although..."

Upon learning that this last item was a piece of intelligence, the people below the stage were quite curious. What kind of intelligence could be the highlight of the Space Trade Fair?

Old Man Baoshan seemed to have guessed what these people were thinking, and slowly said, "Please put down, everyone. This information will not be charged in any way. It is only because this information is quite sensational that it has been placed at the end of the auction as the grand finale."

Upon hearing this, the people in the audience became even more confused.

(End of this chapter)