Free Web NovelChapter 104: Chapter 104: Looking At Auction’s Item
The items were listed with exquisite illustrations and flowing script.
His eyes scanned the entries, with the system in his mind cross-referencing it.
Item 17: Heaven-Grade Spiritual Roots Advancement Pill [High Purity] .
For cultivators below the King Spirit Realm. Guaranteed to elevate the user by one minor stage within the same realm, with no side effects or foundation damage.
Price: 500 Spirit Stones.
’That’s the one Sect Leader wants.’ Damon thought.
’The reason for this trip. The price was astronomical, but for a sect leader preparing disciples for a continental tournament, it was an investment.’
Item 29: Ancient Map Fragment [Origin Unknown].
Parchment is immune to flame and blade. Bears markings inconsistent with any known continental geography. Believed to predate the current era. Sold as-is.
Price: 2000 Spirit Stones.
Damon’s interest sharpened.
’Predates the current era. The system in his mind offered no data, which was interesting in itself. Something the all-knowing system couldn’t identify.’ He made a mental note.
He turned the page, and his gaze settled on the next section.
Companion Acquisitions.
The language was polite. It didn’t say ’Slaves’ but it said ’Companions’.
The first listing was a sketch of a young woman with faint, bestial features—delicate feline ears peeking from a mane of tawny hair, and a sleek, striped tail curled around her legs.
She was dressed in simple, rough-spun clothes, her eyes downcast.
Item 41: Beast-Kin [Tigress Variant].
Youthful, unclaimed. Possesses latent earth affinity and notable physical resilience. Ideal for guard duty or manual labor. Temperament is subdued.
Price: 5,000 Spirit Stones.
The next illustration showed a woman of striking, aristocratic beauty, even in her depiction. She had high cheekbones and waves of silver hair, but her eyes held a hollow defiance. freewёbnoνel.com
She wore the tattered remnants of what was once a noble gown.
Item 42: Fallen Noble [House Silversword].
Primary cultivation shattered. Retains knowledge of court etiquette, history, and minor administrative skills. Purity is verified.
Price: 7,500 High-Grade Spirit Stones.
"A tigress and a broken princess." Mei amused by it, having leaned over to look at the catalog in his hands.
"Thinking of expanding your collection, boy~? The beast-kin has spirit. The noblewoman... she has uses, if one knows how to handle shattered things."
Damon closed the catalog with a soft thud. "No, Just looking at the catalog."
"Of course you are." Mei chuckled, leaning back.
Lumina had remained standing by the crystal wall, staring down at the empty stage.
She hadn’t said a word since they entered the chamber. Her shoulders were rigid.
"We should view the physical lots." Damon said, standing.
"A picture doesn’t tell you everything."
"A man after my own heart." Mei said, rising with effortless grace.
"Let’s go."
The central gallery was a long, high-ceilinged hall lit by glowing orbs of captured sunlight.
The major lots were displayed on pedestals of white stone, each encased in its own shimmering protective barrier.
A crowd meandered through the space, clusters of richly dressed cultivators murmuring amongst themselves.
The atmosphere was one of subdued greed and sharp appraisal.
They were examining the Heaven-Grade Pill, a single, iridescent pearl resting on a cushion of blue velvet, when the air around them changed.
A wave of arrogant, unearned confidence preceded them, like a bad smell.
Damon turned his head just as a group of five young men cut through the crowd, their passage forcing lesser cultivators to stumble out of the way.
They wore robes of deep forest green embroidered with a silver, with the Reventon family crest.
The one at the front was perhaps twenty, with sharp, handsome features spoiled by a permanent sneer.
His cultivation at the peak of the Earth Spirit Realm.
His gaze swept over their group, lingering on Mei with a flicker of wary recognition before dismissing her.
It slid over Lumina without seeing her, and then landed squarely on Damon.
The sneer deepened into something openly contemptuous.
"Well, well, What do we have here? The backwater talent from the Azure Dragon backwoods. I heard a rumor you’d crawled your way to the capital. I didn’t believe it." the young man drawled, his voice loud enough to draw the attention of everyone nearby.
His companions, all similarly dressed and bearing the same arrogant bearing, chuckled on cue.
Mei didn’t move, but her purple eyes cooled from amused to dangerously still. She said nothing, watching Damon.
Lumina tensed, her hand drifting subtly toward the hidden dagger at her belt.
Damon simply looked at the speaker, his face an impassive mask.
He let the silence stretch, let the Reventon’s words hang in the air until the smirk on the man’s face began to falter, just a little.
"You are?" Damon asked finally, his tone devoid of any inflection.
The Reventon’s eyes narrowed. "Silas Reventon. Apparently, You have something going on with my cousin, Kai?"
"No, I don’t. I never even met him." Damon said, turning back to look at the pill.
A shocked murmur rippled through the onlookers who were now openly staring. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
To speak so dismissively of a Reventon, here in their stronghold?
Silas’s face flushed with anger. He took a step forward, his aura flaring, pressing against the room.
"You have a mouth on you, peasant. This isn’t your muddy sect village. This is Solaris City. Here, you’re nothing. The dirt beneath our shoes. That pill you’re ogling?" He jabbed a finger toward the Heaven-Grade Pill.
"My family has already claimed it. As for that beast-kin whore in the catalog?"
He leered, his gaze sweeping over Mei and Lumina with insulting slowness.
"Maybe we’ll buy her too. We have kennels that need cleaning."
One of his friends snickered.
Mei’s smile returned, but it was the kind of smile a fox gives a cornered rabbit.
She opened her mouth, likely to say something that would end with bodies on the floor.
Damon spoke first.
He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t flare his aura. He just looked at Silas Reventon, his golden eyes utterly flat, like two coins at the bottom of a well.
"You talk a lot, For a man who’s about to lose everything." Damon said.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me." Damon took a single, casual step toward him.
"You came over here to bark. To show your little friends how big you are in front of the country mouse. But all you’ve done is show me your throat."
