Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 280 No Money

When Liu Xuan heard Shen Yun's offer in the box, he sneered disdainfully and said loudly: "Five hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones." His tone was full of provocation.

Shen Yun's eyes shone, and he spoke again: "Six hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

Liu Xuan was not willing to be outdone and quickly responded: "Six hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit stones."

The price kept rising, and the two refused to give in. Every time they raised the price, the people present exclaimed in amazement. The atmosphere in the auction hall was completely ignited, and everyone's eyes were focused on this fierce bidding.

"Seven hundred mid-grade spirit stones." The determination in Shen Yun's eyes did not diminish at all.

Liu Xuan crossed his arms and laughed sarcastically, "Seven hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit stones, I wonder how long you can hold out."

Shen Yun gritted his teeth and shouted, "Eight hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

"Eight hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones." Liu Xuan followed without hesitation.

The price kept rising, and Shen Yun's voice was already a little anxious: "Nine hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

Liu Xuan still looked nonchalant, and lazily raised the price: "Nine hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones."

Shen Yun took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "One thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

His voice echoed throughout the auction hall, and everyone was in an uproar.

The price had far exceeded the original estimated value of Lotus Sword Art. The monks in the audience were talking to each other, wondering if the bidding would continue to escalate.

At this time, Shen Yun clenched his fists and stared at the direction of the box where Liu Xuan was. Liu Xuan sat in the box, his face became a little gloomy. He didn't expect Shen Yun to be so persistent and pay such a high price for this incomplete copy of the technique. But he was unwilling to give up like this, and was thinking about his next move in his mind.

On the auction stage, Liu Chong's face flushed with excitement. This bidding far exceeded his expectations. He held the gavel tightly in his hand, looking forward to the next

In the VIP box where Shen Yun was, Lin Ruyi showed a worried look on her face. She pulled Shen Yun's sleeve and said, "Brother Yun, the price is already so high, why don't you give up?" Shen Yun's face was solemn, but the determination in his eyes did not diminish at all. He gently patted Lin Ruyi's hand and said, "Ruyi, this Lotus Sword Art is very important to my practice. I can't give up."

In Liu Xuan's box, his attendant also advised: "Sir, it's not worth spending so many spirit stones for a fragmentary copy of the technique." Liu Xuan's face was gloomy. He originally participated in the auction to deliberately make things difficult for Shen Yun, but he didn't expect Shen Yun to be so persistent. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "One thousand and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

Seeing that Shen Yun did not respond, Liu Chong paused and then shouted, "One thousand and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones twice." At this moment, everyone's eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and they all looked towards the private room where Shen Yun was. There was curiosity, doubt, expectation, and gloating in those eyes.

Among them, Liu Xuan was the most nervous. When he called out the price of "1,100 medium-grade spirit stones", he was already filled with deep regret. At this moment, he was sitting on pins and needles in his box, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, running down his cheeks, and soaking his collar. His hands were tightly twisted together, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

He stared at Shen Yun's box without blinking, his heart beating wildly in his chest, as if it was going to break out of his chest.

"If this technique is really useful, then it's fine, but what if it's just a useless piece of junk..." Liu Xuan didn't dare to think any further. In his mind, he saw himself being laughed at by the entire Liuyun City community. Those mocking laughs and disdainful looks lingered in his mind like a nightmare. He regretted his impulsiveness just now. In order to get a moment's pleasure and fight with Shen Yun, he blindly raised the price. Now he was in a dilemma. He only hoped that Shen Yun would raise the price again to save him from this embarrassing situation.

Liu Xuan's attendants stood aside, their faces full of anxiety and worry. They all knew that if they really bought a worthless, incomplete copy of the martial arts manual at this price, they would certainly be severely reprimanded by the master when they returned.

Time seemed to freeze, and every second seemed to be extremely long. The entire auction hall was terribly quiet, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Shen Yun's reaction. Liu Xuan's eyes were full of pleading, but the box where Shen Yun was remained closed, and no sound of bidding was heard.

Just as Liu Chong was about to shout for the third time, the window of the box where Shen Yun was was suddenly pushed open, and he stood out leisurely. Wearing a moon-white gown that fluttered gently in the wind, he smiled, but his eyes were full of an elusive meaning as he looked towards the box where Liu Xuan was.

He raised his voice and said, "Brother Liu, could you please come out and talk?" His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

At the same time, the window of the box where Liu Xuan was also slowly opened. Liu Xuan was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a seemingly sincere smile on his face. He politely bowed and responded, "It turns out that it is Brother Shen in person."

At this time, everyone in the auction stopped talking, and the originally noisy atmosphere instantly quieted down. Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Shen Yun and Liu Xuan, their eyes full of curiosity and expectation, staring at the two of them closely, curious about their next move.

Shen Yun stood in front of the window with his arms folded across his chest, a sly look flashing in his eyes. He raised his lips slightly and asked with a smile, "Brother Liu seems to be quite interested in this technique?" He shrugged his shoulders lightly, and his nonchalant attitude made it seem as if the precious Lotus Sword Art placed below was just an ordinary thing that was dispensable to him.

Liu Xuan was delighted. He had been worried that Shen Yun was unwilling to raise the price. Now that Shen Yun took the initiative to talk to him, he certainly would not miss this opportunity. He immediately put on a false smile, but a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes. He sighed and pretended to be sincere and said, "Hey, Brother Shen, you are wrong. If I had known that you were interested in this technique, I would have tried my best to buy it and give it to you as a gift to show my appreciation. Why would I compete with you for it?"

The corners of Shen Yun's mouth slightly raised, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, but he sneered in his heart: "Liu Xuan, Liu Xuan, your hypocritical attitude is really ridiculous." But on the surface, he still maintained a calm expression, calmly said: "Oh? So Brother Liu means..."

Liu Xuan rolled his eyes, and a seemingly friendly smile appeared on his lips. He said with a smile: "As long as Brother Shen's bid is higher than Liu's, Liu will give Brother Shen this face and stop bidding."

"This..." Shen Yun pretended to be hesitant, and his eyes revealed a trace of embarrassment. He frowned, sighed softly and said, "To be honest with you, Brother Liu, I didn't bring too many spiritual stones with me this time, so even if I am willing, I can't do it."

When Liu Xuan heard this, a thousand horses galloped through his heart. He cursed in his heart: "Who would believe you if you said you had no money? You have the support of the Left Prime Minister Lin Zhen, and you can call the shots in Liuyun City. How can you have no money? Isn't this just a lie?" But he still forced a fake smile on his face, his eyes flickering, thinking about how to deal with it next.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat subtle. People in the auction hall began to whisper, speculating on the direction of the development. The breeze blew gently, but it could not blow away the tension and calculation between the two.

Liu Xuan stood there quietly, his facial muscles twitching slightly, his expression changing like the ever-changing wind and clouds. His eyes sometimes flickered with doubt, sometimes revealed a hint of unwillingness, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning like a rapidly rotating windmill.

On the one hand, Shen Yun's background kept emerging in his mind. Thinking of the fact that Shen Yun was backed by the Left Prime Minister Lin Zhen, the Lin family was extremely powerful in the court, with a mountain of wealth and strong financial resources. As a person with a close relationship with the Lin family, Shen Yun must have no worries about food, clothing and daily expenses, and his financial resources must not be underestimated. What he just said about not having enough spiritual stones might not be true. Maybe he was deliberately deceiving himself so that he would give up the auction; but on the other hand, this "Lotus Sword Art" was an incomplete martial arts after all, and no one knew its actual effect. If he spent such a high price for such an incomplete martial arts with unknown effects, once it failed to meet expectations, it would not be worth the loss, and he would lose a lot.

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Xuan secretly snorted in his heart: "Humph, maybe Shen Yun is deliberately deceiving me. If I believe him, then I will become a complete scapegoat. But I am unwilling to give up just like that. I'd better test his bottom line first."

Thinking of this, Liu Xuan forced a smile on his face. But the smile looked extremely stiff and fake, like a mask that was forcibly put on, without any sincerity. He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Shen Yun, and asked with a bit of deliberate enthusiasm in his voice: "Brother Shen, in this case, I wonder how many spirit stones you brought with you this time? If it's almost enough, for the sake of helping Brother Shen, I am willing to pay for the missing part first."

Although he said so, his eyes revealed a hint of shrewdness and vigilance. His eyes moved quickly, like a cunning fox examining its prey, staring at Shen Yun closely, not wanting to miss any slight change in his expression. He wanted to judge the truth from Shen Yun's expression and reaction. Liu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly unconsciously, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, with his knuckles slightly white due to the force. His body also leaned forward slightly, and he was in a state of high tension and alertness, like a beast ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

Shen Yun smiled slightly and said with a relaxed look: "To be honest, I was in a hurry to go out today, and I only brought 500 medium-grade spirit stones with me."

As soon as Shen Yun finished speaking, Liu Xuan's expression froze instantly, as if he was cast under a spell. He stared at Shen Yun with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief, and was speechless for a moment. His heart was like a ball of rage, and he cursed fiercely in his heart: "You dare to challenge me with 500 medium-grade spirit stones? Poor bastard." However, due to the occasion and face, even though he was extremely angry in his heart, he couldn't show it on his face. He could only force himself not to let the anger appear on his face. The expression looked extremely stiff and weird.

At this moment, Liu Xuan suddenly fell into a dilemma. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together, as if tied into a knot, and wrinkled into a deep "chuan" character. His eyes revealed entanglement and annoyance, and his eyes sometimes looked at Shen Yun, and sometimes swept to the people below the stage, flickering. After all, the words had been spoken just now, and there were so many eyes watching, so many witnesses witnessed all this. If he regretted it on the spot, he would become a laughing stock in the circle of Liuyun City in the future, and he would not be able to raise his head and live a normal life.

But the auction price of this "Lotus Sword Art" has been bid up to 1,100 medium-grade spirit stones. This means that not only is it a thankless task, but I have to spend a high price to buy a broken and unknown martial arts method, and I have to help Shen Yun pay 600 medium-grade spirit stones. This is not cost-effective no matter how you think about it. Liu Xuan stood there, clenching and unclenching his hands unconsciously, repeating several times, and the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged due to the force. His breathing also became rapid, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Under the light, those beads of sweat sparkled with crystal light.

At this moment, the attendant beside Liu Xuan stood up again. The attendant bowed slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a hint of cleverness, as if he had already prepared a plan to deal with it.

The servant took a small step forward, bent his waist almost at a right angle, bowed slightly, and immediately put on a flattering smile on his face. The smile was a bit flattering, and he said in a very humble tone: "Mr. Shen is polite. Because I came in a hurry today, I was not well prepared. I didn't bring enough spiritual stones for my master. I hope Mr. Shen will forgive me." It turned out that the servant had been carefully observing Liu Xuan's face from beginning to end. Seeing that Liu Xuan's face was as gloomy as an approaching storm, his eyes revealed embarrassment and embarrassment, and he looked like he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, he knew that his master had fallen into an extremely embarrassing situation. In order to help his master out, he stood up without hesitation.

Liu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the attendant come out in time. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, was also slightly relieved. However, his face still maintained that stiff expression, like a frozen mask, and he stood there without saying a word, but the tension in his eyes faded a little.

Liu Xuan gave the attendant an approving look, which was full of recognition and gratitude. Although it was only a brief glance, as fleeting as a meteor across the night sky, the attendant immediately understood and caught a hint of affirmation from Liu Xuan's eyes. Knowing that his actions were recognized by his master, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart.