Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1505 - Descendant of the Feather Emperor
Chapter 1505 – Descendant of the Feather Emperor
Bai Ran’s expression grew frighteningly grim. Intelligence suggested that Liu Wuxie possessed no more than one million astral crystals, and they had believed that a bid of nine hundred thousand would corner him completely.
They didn’t know that Liu Wuxie had plundered four hundred thousand astral stones during his trip to the Outer Astral Spacetime, and the deposits for orders had also slipped into his pocket.
“Liu Wuxie, this is the Skybrim Pavilion’s auction house, and you’ll face the consequences if you can’t afford your bid,” Bai Ran said with a sinister grin.
The Skybrim Pavilion punished reckless bidding severely once discovered, and Liu Wuxie would be no exception, despite being Hua Feiyu’s disciple. After all, the Skybrim Pavilion’s standing in the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain was no lower than the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s.
Not only Bai Ran, but others also began to doubt whether Liu Wuxie deliberately raised the price without having that many astral crystals.
“You’re right. If you can’t produce the astral crystals, you’ll have to bear the consequences. You have to think about it carefully if you want to carry on bidding,” Liu Wuxie said, throwing those exact words back at the Divine Alchemy Sect as he opened the window of his private room and revealed himself to the public.
The Divine Alchemy Sect’s budget was at about only eight hundred thousand astral crystals, and the bid had already gone beyond it.
If they stopped bidding, the Spirit Clan member would fall into Liu Wuxie’s hands. If they continued, they would shatter their budget, yet they couldn’t stomach letting Liu Wuxie buy it.
Humiliation scalded them like boiling oil, and every elder in the Divine Alchemy Sect wanted to charge out and tear Liu Wuxie apart. Everyone could feel the Divine Alchemy Sect trapped in a corner.
“920,000!” The Divine Alchemy Sect chose to gamble after a round of discussion.
“950,000!” Liu Wuxie raised the bid again without the slightest hesitation. His budget was one million, so this still fit his expectations, but it had already crushed the Divine Alchemy Sect’s budget.
The crowd erupted in an uproar because spending over 900,000 astral crystals was absurd.
“Has Liu Wuxie gone insane? Going that far to crush the Divine Alchemy Sect?” Even first-tier sects would feel heartache spending that much.
Liu Wuxie had suppressed the Divine Alchemy Sect entirely, trampling their arrogance and everything else without mercy.
“He’s shoved the problem back at the Divine Alchemy Sect. Now we’ll see what they do. If they push the bid to one million and the Heavenly Dao Society backs off, the Divine Alchemy Sect will probably end up crying over it.”
Gleeful smiles spread through the crowd, because they would enjoy it no matter who suffered.
The murmurs naturally reached Sheng Yuan’s ears, yet he could only sigh and abandon the bid against the Heavenly Dao Society.
“950,000 going at once!” Elder Wu Hen began his countdown.
“950,000 going twice!” The surroundings fell into silence, and no one raised the bid again.
Even the Heavenly Dao Society’s mortal enemy, the Divine Alchemy Sect, had backed down. Who would dare bid now and offend the Heavenly Dao Society? If anyone bid at this moment, they would only make themselves the Heavenly Dao Society’s enemy.
“950,000 going thrice! Sold!” The hammer fell, and the Spirit Clan member officially went to Liu Wuxie.
After finally securing the Spirit Clan member, Liu Wuxie let out a long sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, 950,000 astral crystals surged out like a river and landed before Elder Wu Hen.
That river of astral crystals nearly drove countless people insane. Hearing the number was one thing, but seeing it laid out before them hit differently. That was precisely the effect Liu Wuxie wanted. He meant to convince everyone that the Heavenly Dao Society had plenty of money.
This was another form of psychological warfare. If everyone believed the Heavenly Dao Society was wealthy, they would hesitate before competing with them in the future.
Elder Wu Hen waved his hand without bothering to count and swept all the astral crystals into his interspatial ring.
“Congratulations, Young Master Liu, on acquiring this Spirit Clan Member. I will have it sent to you immediately,” Elder Wu Hen said, then nodded to the woman beside him, who escorted the Spirit Clan member toward Liu Wuxie’s private room.
Out of the thirty items auctioned so far, the Heavenly Dao Society had taken two, and that alone forced everyone to reevaluate them again.
“The Heavenly Dao Society must’ve spent all their astral crystals now. They’ll have to withdraw from the competition for what comes next.”
The auction carried on, yet few items sparked the same frenzy. The remaining portion turned plain, with the highest bidder simply taking the prize.
In the end, the Scarlet Cloud Gate bought one item, and the Divine Alchemy Sect obtained a rare pill excavated from an ancient tomb. Their prices stayed relatively modest and nowhere near those of the Spirit Clan member.
The private room’s door opened, and guards escorted the Spirit Clan member inside. His cultivation remained sealed, and an imprint still lay in his soul sea.
“Undo his seal,” Liu Wuxie said to the woman.
“Young Master Liu, are you sure about it?” The woman verified again because the Spirit Clan member wasn’t weak and had a high-level cultivation in the Earth Immortal Realm. If she undid his seal, he could harm the Heavenly Dao Society.
“Do as I say,” Liu Wuxie said. He didn’t want to watch the Spirit Clan member snarl and bare his fangs at him.
With the window already closed, no one outside could see what happened within.
The Heavenly Dao Society members immediately formed an encirclement around the Spirit Clan member, prepared to stop any sudden strike.
The woman formed seals and slowly undid the imprint that bound the Spirit Clan member. The instant it broke, a shockwave of soul energy swept out and blasted the woman straight out of the private room.
As soon as the seal vanished, the Spirit Clan member’s eyes flashed with ferocity. His soul energy erupted so violently that even Mu Tianli felt suffocated. It was unbelievable that this Spirit Clan member wasn’t even at the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm, yet his soul energy already rivaled that of an expert at that level.
“Human, you’re courting death!” The Spirit Clan member struck at Liu Wuxie with his palm, targeting the one with the lowest cultivation among those present. He had already noticed that the seemingly weakest person was the leader of this group, and if he controlled Liu Wuxie, he could threaten everyone into freeing him.
A violent outburst of soul energy spread like mercury, preventing anyone from getting close.
“Young Master Liu, do you need the Skybrim Pavilion’s help?” the woman asked after getting back to her feet.
The Skybrim Pavilion was full of experts, and they could easily subdue this Spirit Clan.
“No need. You may leave now,” Liu Wuxie replied, flicking his hand in dismissal.
Just as the Spirit Clan member’s palm reached him, a far stronger shockwave of soul energy erupted and crushed the Spirit Clan member’s soul energy outright. Most importantly, that new outburst carried absolute dominance over the Spirit Clan member’s soul energy.
“You! How do you know our Spirit Clan’s soul art?!” The Spirit Clan member trembled when Liu Wuxie unleashed the Soul Forge Art. The Soul Spear hovered before him, followed by the Soul Fire.
Everyone around them froze in dumbfounded silence. They had expected a fierce battle, yet the Spirit Clan member turned docile the instant Liu Wuxie released his soul energy. Others couldn’t see the Soul Spear, but the Spirit Clan member could. That was the Spirit Clan’s mythical art and soul energy without a doubt.
“What’s your name?” Liu Wuxie asked. He didn’t use force to suppress the Spirit Clan member, because no one could easily accept others selling them like merchandise.
“Human, how dare you learn my Spirit Clan’s Soul Forge Art! I’ll kill you today, even if I have to risk my life!”
If a human mastered the Spirit Clan’s soul art, it would become a disaster for the Spirit Clan.
The Spirit Clan member forced his way through the Soul Spear and charged at Liu Wuxie, intending to drag him down with him.
Mu Tianli and the others moved to act, but Liu Wuxie stopped them.
Out of nowhere, the Earth-Binding Chains appeared before the Spirit Clan member. The instant he saw the chain, his fury collapsed into absolute devotion.
“W-Who are you?” the Spirit Clan member asked in a stuttering voice, with none of his earlier sharpness remaining.
That devotion didn’t target Liu Wuxie; it clung to the Earth-Binding Chains because the Spirit Clan never held humans in high regard.
“Who I am doesn’t matter. You recognize this, don’t you?” Liu Wuxie asked.
“I do,” the Spirit Clan member replied, not daring to hide anything. The Earth-Binding Chains had vanished for countless years, so he was naturally shocked when he saw them again in Liu Wuxie’s hands.
The Spirit Clan had declined after losing the Earth-Binding Chains, and the Black Crow Clan had gradually surpassed them over the last hundreds of thousands of years.
“A few years ago, I promised a senior that I would return this to the Spirit Clan. Now that I’ve found you, I can fulfil that promise. You can take them and leave,” Liu Wuxie said. He had no intention of controlling the Spirit Clan member, and he told him to leave with the Earth-Binding Chains and return them to his clan.
“Who is that senior?” the Spirit Clan member asked in an urgent voice.
“He calls himself the Feather Emperor, and he was the one who taught me the Soul Forge Art,” Liu Wuxie replied honestly.
“You’re the Feather Emperor’s disciple? Where is the Feather Emperor now?!” the Spirit Clan member asked with excitement.
“When I met him, he had already fallen with only a remnant of his soul left behind. He was the one who asked me to return the Earth-Binding Chains to the Spirit Clan,” Liu Wuxie said, his tone turning a little bleak at the mention of the Feather Emperor.
If not for the Feather Emperor, his soul energy wouldn’t be so powerful today, and he wouldn’t have defeated enemies time and again.
“It’s useless. Only the Feather Emperor’s descendants can control the Earth-Binding Chains, and I can’t take it back to the Spirit Clan even if you give it to me,” the Spirit Clan member replied, shaking his head. The Earth-Binding Chains were a sacred relic of the Spirit Clan, and only successive Feather Emperors could control them.
Liu Wuxie could control it only because he had cultivated the Soul Forge Art. This Spirit Clan member wasn’t the Feather Emperor’s descendant, so he naturally couldn’t receive the Earth-Binding Chains’ acknowledgement.
They had to keep the Earth-Binding Chains inside the soul sea. If it floated outside, someone would likely kill the Spirit Clan member before he ever made it back.
Liu Wuxie frowned the moment he heard that, because he had been so close to completing his promise.
“You’re saying that I have to hand this to the descendant of the Feather Emperor personally?” Liu Wuxie asked. He finally understood that just anyone couldn’t control the Earth-Binding Chains; only a bloodline heir could command them. They also couldn’t be stored in an interspatial ring and could only be held in the soul sea, which made everything even more troublesome.
“That’s right. My eldest cousin is the Feather Emperor’s thirtieth-generation heir. She has a pure bloodline, and only she can control the Earth-Binding Chains.” The Spirit Clan man confirmed with a nod.
With a wave of his hand, Liu Wuxie summoned the Earth-Binding Chains back into his soul sea, realizing he would have to head to the Spirit Clan after all.
