The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3131 - 3126: A Threat?_1

Could someone actually be bold enough to challenge Yanhe Celestial for an item? Such a person must truly have a death wish.

Even though the voice originated from a private elegant room, the bidder seemed oblivious to the fact that Yanhe Celestial’s attendance at this auction was a monumental event. One could argue that simply being here was beneath a man of his stature.

To compete against him under these circumstances was nothing short of courting death.

“Things are starting to get interesting.”

“Haha, I’m eager to see the conclusion. Crossing Yanhe Celestial rarely results in a happy ending.”

The crowd hummed with various opinions, though most were simply hungry for the spectacle about to unfold.

Predictably, a bone-chilling aura began to seep from Yanhe Celestial’s elegant room. It felt as though Dao Intent Inscriptions were manifesting within, making the sense of pressure and impending threat almost suffocating.

“Your Excellency, your voice is unfamiliar, but your identity is irrelevant to me. I suggest you learn your place and grant me, Yanhe Celestial, some face. This Danyang Red Snowflower is intended for my Lord of Dusk. Therefore, the moment it was unveiled, its ownership was already decided. I advise you to weigh your options carefully unless you wish to invite a catastrophe upon yourself.”

Yanhe Celestial’s tone grew increasingly aggressive with every syllable, openly using the prestige of the Lord of Dusk to crush his opponent’s resolve.

Many in the audience shook their heads, assuming the entertainment had reached its end. Now that Yanhe Celestial had invoked the name of the Lord of Dusk, how could Yang Chen possibly persist in the bidding?

“56 million!” Yanhe Celestial announced, casually tossing out an additional million.

His motive was transparent: he intended to raise the bid just enough to reclaim his dignity and secure the prize.

Ling Shuang and Chunyue turned toward Yang Chen, their faces pale with dread. “Young Master, this...”

“60 million,” Yang Chen stated calmly, placing his bid.

This time, he didn't wait for Ling Shuang or Chunyue to act; he voiced the price himself.

The moment the bid was uttered, the entire venue erupted into chaos.

“Is that man truly seeking his own grave?”

“This is fascinating. Yanhe Celestial is actually being defied. This person has absolutely no respect for authority.”

“Sixty million. Yanhe Celestial only dared to add a single million, yet this mysterious expert is openly Provoking him.”

As the tension escalated, the curiosity of the onlookers reached a fever pitch.

Yanhe Celestial’s complexion turned a dark, angry purple, his veins bulging as fury consumed him. He snarled, “Fine, very well. Your Excellency truly wishes for a tragic end. 62 million!”

It took a great deal of effort for Yanhe Celestial to squeeze out that many Spirit Stones.

In reality, while the Lord of Dusk desired the Danyang Red Snowflower, he had only provided Yanhe Celestial with 58 million Spirit Stones for the purchase.

Had Yang Chen not interfered, Yanhe Celestial could have pocketed the surplus. But because the price had surged to this level, he had been forced to dip into his own resources.

In contrast, Yang Chen remained perfectly composed and indifferent. “70 million.”

Given his current Cultivation level, Taiyuan Pills held little value for him, making him quite extravagant with his spending.

Yanhe Celestial’s fists were clenched so tightly they trembled, his rage nearly driving him to madness. His fingers flexed repeatedly, betraying his internal turmoil.

After a long silence, he finally hissed, “Boy, it seems you are hell-bent on becoming my enemy.”

He found it almost absurd that Yang Chen would disregard his warnings. This brat was truly begging for death!

Yang Chen remained unfazed, replying, “If my Daoist Friend wishes to continue the competition, please use Spirit Stones to speak.”

Losing his grip on his temper, Yanhe Celestial sneered, “Hehe, Daoist Friend, go ahead and spend 70 million on that Danyang Red Snowflower. My only concern is that after you pay, you might end up losing both your life and the treasure.”

With that final threat, Yanhe Celestial’s voice went silent.

The spectators knew exactly what that meant; he was undoubtedly planning an ambush on Yang Chen.

The Sky Shadow Market was a lawless territory where such attacks were common. For someone with the status and backing of Yanhe Celestial, murder was a routine occurrence that no one would dare to stop.

“That person is truly inviting disaster.”

Many sighed in pity, already mourning Yang Chen’s perceived fate.

Ling Shuang and Chunyue were equally consumed by worry for their master.

Yang Chen understood the hidden meaning perfectly, yet he only smiled and shook his head. It appeared the rumors regarding the lawlessness of the Sky Shadow Market were entirely accurate.

Unfortunately for his enemies, he had no intention of backing down.

His silence was the ultimate rebuttal.

Lei Jie, caught in the middle of the two parties, could only play the fool and laugh awkwardly. “Seventy million once, seventy million twice, seventy million three times!”

“Since there are no further bids, the Daoist Friend from Cui Xuan Pavilion has won the Danyang Red Snowflower.”

“Chunyue, Ling Shuang, go and collect the item for me.”

The two women hurried down to obediently retrieve the prize.

Once the treasure was in his possession, Yang Chen inspected it and gave a small nod of approval. With this Danyang Red Snowflower, reaching the Peak of No-Boundary would be a simple matter.

His primary goal achieved, Yang Chen took a brief look at the remaining auction items.

Though the final pieces were incredibly rare—including an Emperor Divine Tool—they were of no use to him, and he spared them little thought.

“It is time to depart,” Yang Chen said, rising from his seat.

Chunyue and Ling Shuang assumed he was fleeing out of fear of Yanhe Celestial’s vengeance and followed him closely, eager to leave.

After settling the payment with Taiyuan Pills, Yang Chen took his treasure and left the building immediately, refusing to linger.

Observation of his quick exit caused many to snicker, convinced that he was desperately trying to escape Yanhe Celestial’s wrath.

If the crowd noticed, Yanhe Celestial certainly did as well. The moment Yang Chen exited the Chamber of Commerce, the old man followed.

Yang Chen was well aware of the shadow trailing him, but he maintained a calm exterior as they left the Sky Shadow Market and moved toward a lonely, desolate mountain range.

Upon reaching the heart of the mountains, Yang Chen’s pace slowed. “Fellow Daoists, you have followed me for a long time. Is it not time to reveal yourselves?”

“Hmph, this location is quite suitable. Silent and isolated,” a voice replied.

As the words fell, an old man with a goat-beard appeared. His voice was unmistakable; it was Yanhe Celestial, the man who had threatened him earlier.

Two other figures flanked him. All three possessed the power of Boundaryless Cultivation.