Chapter 3731: The Auction on the Stage

uld finish her words, Ye Bufan waved his hand directly and said, "Forget it, I'm used to being carefree and can't hold an official position. Besides, I'll be leaving the Tianfeng Empire in a while."Al...Although Zhao Qinglian was furious at the mockery directed at Wei Changsong, he couldn't afford to dwell on it in this moment.

The longer these individuals' spiritual essence remains outside their bodies, the weaker it becomes. After being reborn into physical forms, their strength diminishes even further.

Moreover, Zhao Xingyun holds a very high position within the family and is deeply favored by the head of the family. There can be absolutely no mistakes under any circumstances.

Thinking of this, he took out a jade box and with a flick of his hand, captured Zhao Xingyun and the five others' souls, putting them inside.

Thus, the Zhao family was completely out of the Hundred Schools Competition.

On the platform, the remaining eight major sects stood outside Leng Qingqiu's painted line, each with a stunned expression, as if dreaming.

Before the game started, they had imagined many scenarios, but they never expected this situation.

It's too magical, no one expected the Zhao family, as the seed team, to be eliminated.

And just then, Ye Bufan walked up to them with a smile, "Gentlemen, how about we discuss this"

"Please speak, sir!"

The eight major sects' leaders, all at once, looked at Ye Bufan with eyes filled with respect that was a thousand times greater than before.

What are you joking about That person even dared to kill the third young master of the Zhao family, let alone these small fry.

"Do you want the remaining spot"

Ye Bufan's words were reasonable. Given Leng Qingqiu's displayed strength, no one dared to question their right to be at the forefront and secure a spot.

These people looked at each other in bewilderment, unsure of what he meant, but they all nodded involuntarily nonetheless.

They came here for one reason: to get a spot, to enter the Primordial Secret Realm. Who wouldn't seize this opportunity if they had it

Ye Bufan chuckled. "Well, then how about this You guys give me a price, and the highest bidder gets the remaining spot."

I'm unfamiliar with any of the eight major sects before me, and what I need most right now is cultivation resources.

Since there's no distinction between closeness or distance, giving this spot to anyone is the same. It might as well be exchanged for some spirit crystals instead.

"This..."

The eight major sects' forty people all stared at each other in dumbfounded silence.

For this year's Hundred Doors Championship, they made thorough preparations.

Every day is dedicated to rigorous cultivation, striving to improve one's strength every second. But who would have thought that in the end, it could be bought with money

The audience was dumbfounded. Although the Zhao family was out of the competition, shouldn't the remaining people continue to fight and vie for the next spots What does it mean to buy a place

Seeing that everyone was unresponsive, Ye Bufan shook his head slightly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied.

"So, is that not clear enough You offer Immortal Crystals, and whoever gives me the most, I'll give the spot to. It's fair and reasonable."

Don't miss out, grab it while you can.

Confirming it's not an illusion, confirming that I didn't hear wrong, these people are awakening like from a dream.

They are indeed qualified to decide on the remaining spot. Not to mention, Leng Qingqiu alone with her sword could kill them all.

Alright, let's try it their way. Besides, they wouldn't dare to make a move anyway.

A thin young man from a small sect stepped forward first, "Young Master Ye, I am willing to offer one million mid-grade Xianjing."

"Not bad, not bad, someone placed a bid."

Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction and then looked at the remaining seven sects, "Don't be too petty, everyone. Each time, increase the price by at least one million, continue."

Once someone started, others quickly followed. Where there is one, there will be many more.

"I bid two million..."

"Five million..."

"Ten million..."

For a time, these eight major sects bid against each other, vying for the item.

Anyway, the spots for the team's advancement are extremely precious. As long as they can enter the Primal Ancient Realm, who knows what great opportunities they might find.

So no one was stingy with their Xianjing, as long as they could get their hands on it, there wouldn't be a shred of miserliness.

"Thirty million, I'll offer thirty million..."

When the last bald man reported this price, the remaining seven sects fell silent.

This price has completely crushed them. They won't be able to come up with that much money even if they try to bid again.

"Deal."

Ye Bufan snapped his fingers. "Pay the money, and this spot is yours!"

"No, that's not fair, why should people be able to buy their way in"

A young man in black beside was about to protest when a giant foot appeared before him.

Before he could react, he was kicked off the stage.

"In autumn, anyone who disagrees will have their head chopped off."

Ye Bufan swept his gaze across the crowd. Though a smile still graced his lips, his eyes were sharp and piercing, making no one dare to meet his gaze.

They had just witnessed Leng Qingqiu's ruthlessness and swordsmanship, she was even able to kill Zhao Xingyun, and they were no match for her.

A deathly silence fell over the room, and no one dared to voice any further dissent.

The bald giant was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, a ring flew over.

Ye Bufan grasped it in his hand, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he found three million mid-grade Xianjing inside.

"It's a considerable gain."

He nodded in satisfaction and glanced at the remaining seven major sects.

"Aren't you leaving yet Let me see you out."

Meanwhile, Leng Qingqiu's Lu Jian unleashed a powerful sword intent, enveloping the entire arena.

Those people had completely given up. At this moment, they didn't dare to linger for a second, one by one turning around and jumping off the stage. In the blink of an eye, only Lingyun Sword Sect and the bald man's sect remained on the platform.

At this moment, all the people downstairs had their eyes wide open and mouths agape, staring in disbelief.

All of them had lived for thousands upon thousands of years, having seen countless tournaments. But to see a match turned into an auction was something they'd never encountered before.

At this moment, the result was already clear. Everyone came to their senses and started whispering to each other, discussing animatedly.

"I'm speechless. I've never seen anyone get a spot like this before…"

"Who is this young man He's amazing, turning the tournament into an auction..."

“One still has the strength for this, to absolutely control the stage. Otherwise, ordinary people wouldn't be able to do it...”

Not only were the onlookers stunned, but even those on the podium looked as if they had seen a ghost.

These people have lived for tens of thousands of years, reaching the realm of immortals. This kind of thing has never been seen before.

"Nonsensical! Utterly absurd!"

Zhaojia's Great Elder, Zhao Qinglian, was the first to step forward. He had long hated Ye Bufan, but there was no reason to take action. Now that he had a chance, how could he miss it

"Turning the platform battle into an auction is a complete disregard for the Hundred Schools Competition."

Such people are lawless and undisciplined. I suggest canceling their previous results, reclaiming the spots, and permanently banning them from competing!

His words shocked everyone present. It has to be said, this punishment was really too harsh.

However, on the viewing stand, he was the only one who stood up in opposition, while the others watched silently.

After all, since they have no relation to their own families, most people adopt an attitude of watching a play, waiting to see how the elders of the three major sects will finally decide.ct, several whooshing sounds filled the air as sharp sword qi sliced past her cheek. Several strands of hair were severed and slowly drifted down from mid-air."This..."Mu Xiaoyun's face was pale. Alth...