Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#391 - Chapter 390 Makes sense

After finalizing the ownership of the last auction item, King Yama raised his arms and gently pressed down with both hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Seeing this, no one dared to disrespect King Yama. In less than a few seconds, the fine and dense clamor subsided.

The people from the six major consortiums, without exception, straightened their bodies and became focused, obviously realizing what was about to happen.

On the auction stage, King Yama was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Everyone, this auction is basically over, because the subsequent auction items can no longer be exchanged for items.

Only the six major consortiums of the Tianyuan Federation can afford the prices for the following items. You and I, like everyone else, can just be spectators."

As he spoke, King Yama turned around crisply, looking up at a 45° angle towards the boxes located at the highest point.

"You probably already know the rules, so I won't go into too much detail. For the subsequent auction items, you can cooperate or fight on your own, depending on your personal wishes. Without further ado, let's begin!"

Buzz buzz buzz—

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver screen hanging in the air trembled slightly. Under the gaze of the crowd, a slender pen, completely black with silver patterns engraved on its surface, slowly fell from the air until it was held in King Yama's hand.

The three major consortiums of the Southern Federation couldn't help but breathe heavily upon seeing this pen, their eyes filled with different emotions and a burning desire.

Compared to the excitement of these three major consortiums, most of the others present were more puzzled, including the three major consortiums of the Northern Federation.

Inside Box 5, where the Li Consortium was located, Li Bai leaned forward slightly, squinted his eyes, and reached out to push up his reading glasses: "Is this the pen that the Northern Yin Celestial spoke of?"

The middle-aged man Li Xuan sitting next to him replied, "If there are no surprises, it should be."

Li Bai murmured in a low voice, "What kind of magic does this thing have that it can make the Takahashi Consortium send out two Thirteen Forbidden? I'm really curious!"

At this moment, a resonant voice came from Box 1, which was the Zhou Consortium's box.

"King Yama, since it's an auction, you should at least introduce the use of the auction item!"

Hearing this, everyone in the audience pricked up their ears, they were also very curious about the auction item that the consortiums were vying for.

Faced with the question, King Yama held up the pen and said solemnly, "This is a pen, a very magical pen, very hard, even if I use all my strength to break it, it is difficult to break."

"And then?"

King Yama smiled without showing his teeth and said calmly, "There is no then."

"This...this is too..."

"Are you guys done yet? He has already explained that this is a very hard pen. If you want to bid, then bid, if you don't want to bid, then sit down properly. Why are there so many questions?"

An impatient voice came from Box 2.

"Jin Xiyuan, I really underestimated your shamelessness. You even have the nerve to say such things!"

"Alright, alright, what's there to argue about? King Yama, don't mind them, let's start quickly!" Takahashi Mei, from Box 3, urged.

King Yama, standing on the stage, nodded and said, "Okay, then I won't waste any more time. The starting price for this auction item is five Divine Names, and each increase must be no less than one Divine Name. If there are no objections, let's begin!"

"Six Divine Names," Takahashi Mei shouted first. Before anyone could raise the price, she continued, "Everyone from the Northern Federation, this thing is useless to you.

Holding it in your hands is no different from wasting it. I advise you not to do such a foolish thing that harms others and does not benefit yourself."

Takahashi Mei did not hide her desire for the Finishing Touch Brush, because she felt that there was no need. If she deliberately pretended to "not care," it would backfire and make the Northern Federation even more curious about the pen.

"He's right, we offer seven Divine Names," came an approving voice from the Jin Consortium's box.

"Whether he's right or wrong is our own judgment, eight Divine Names."

"Nine Divine Names!"

While the major consortiums were competing, the onlookers in the various boxes also began to discuss this.

"What exactly is this pen that can attract such a scramble from the six major consortiums!"

"The bidding is all in Divine Names, it's really exaggerated!"

"Revealing Divine Names to the Underworld, isn't that the same as telling the enemy your trump card? It's too irrational!"

"Rather than saying it's irrational, it's better to say that the importance of this auction item is beyond our imagination!"

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"They actually put the Finishing Touch Brush up as the first item. I thought the Underworld would use it as the finale," Li Chenqiu said, propping his head with one hand and lying lazily on the sofa.

"The Emperor is really too stupid. First, reveal some information about the Finishing Touch Brush to make the Northern Federation realize the importance of the pen. Wouldn't that be able to raise the price even higher?"

Xiang Nanzhi nudged him with her elbow and asked, "Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"It makes sense."

"It makes sense."

Voices rang out in unison.

Li Chenqiu and Xiang Nanzhi were both stunned and stiffly turned their necks to look at the middle of the sofa, only to see the Northern Yin Celestial, dressed in cloth, sitting upright there.

"Emperor?!"

Li Chenqiu and Xiang Nanzhi suddenly stood up like startled birds.

"It's really strange, every time I come to find you, I always hear words that slander me. Why do you think this is?"

The Northern Yin Celestial stared at Xiang Nanzhi with a curious expression.

Xiang Nanzhi smiled reservedly, her hands clasped tightly together over her abdomen: "Actually...actually, you can't blame me for this."

"Oh~~~" The Northern Yin Celestial showed a realization expression: "You mean, it's my fault for appearing too timely, it's my fault!"

"No, no, no!" Xiang Nanzhi hurriedly waved her hand to deny, pointing at Li Chenqiu and saying, "It was all Li Chenqiu who deliberately guided me to say that!"

"Ah?" A visible look of bewilderment appeared on Li Chenqiu's face. Seeing the Northern Yin Celestial looking at him, he explained innocently, "Emperor, I have never had such thoughts!"

The Northern Yin Celestial nodded in understanding: "I believe you don't have this thought, but when Qian Mian said I was stupid just now, did you reply with 'It makes sense'?"

"I...I just expressed understanding of his point of view, but it doesn't mean I agree with everything he said..."

"You don't need to explain, explanation is just covering up, and covering up is the truth. You two have made me too heartbroken!"

The Northern Yin Celestial shook his head with a wry smile, leaning back on the sofa as if he had lost all his strength.

Seeing this, Li Chenqiu and Xiang Nanzhi looked at each other, neither of them speaking, standing straight like students being punished.

The auction was still in full swing, and the competition among the six major consortiums had reached a feverish stage.