CHAPTER 547: CHAPTER 545: EXCHANGE_1

UPROAR!

The sound of astonishment echoed. In the gazes of many looking towards Ling Chen, a hint of shock emerged. Sixteen million taels of gold—this bid had surpassed the previous Falling Flow Red Melt Gun.

No one had expected such a high bid to be placed by a mere boy.

"Damn it!"

Yin Zongli was on the verge of madness, but he managed to hold it in, turning his fury into laughter. He wanted to see how Ling Chen was going to bring forth such a vast amount of money.

This was the Black Market auction. If Ling Chen could not come up with the money, he would not only lose the auction item but also offend the Black Market. Whether he could safely leave Blackwater City was debatable.

"Junior Brother Wuchen, are you... sure this is okay?"

Liu Feiyue was also a little worried. Sixteen million taels—this amount was indeed outrageous. Even for her, she would probably bleed herself dry to come up with it.

"No problem, Senior Sister can rest assured." Ling Chen looked unconcerned.

"Sixteen million taels! Anyone offering higher? Otherwise, this item will belong to this young friend here," the white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Yin Zongli suddenly intervened, fixing Ling Chen with a dark glare. "I strongly suspect that this kid can’t afford it, and I request to verify his wealth. If he’s unable to pay, then the God Perching Grass should rightfully belong to me."

Yin Zongli wore a gloomy expression. Except for Ling Chen, he had the highest bid. If Ling Chen couldn’t come up with the sixteen million taels of gold, the God Perching Grass would go to him instead.

The powerful figures from other factions watched with amusement, hoping to reap the fisherman’s benefits from the dispute between Yin Zongli and Ling Chen.

"This bastard! He dares to belittle people!"

Liu Feiyue’s pretty face darkened, clearly angered by Yin Zongli’s actions. She was determined to teach him a lesson, even if it cost her dearly.

"There’s no need for you to bother, Senior Sister."

Ling Chen simply waved his hand, still appearing calm and composed, indicating for Liu Feiyue to relax.

"Junior Brother Wuchen, don’t act tough."

Liu Feiyue thought Ling Chen was too proud to ask for her help, but now wasn’t the time to worry about saving face.

"Young friend Wuchen, according to our Black Market rules, if you cannot provide the necessary amount of gold for the auction, you may need to stay at our Black Market for several days."

The white-haired old man watched Ling Chen with a friendly smile, but his words clearly carried a threat.

This auction was undoubtedly important for the Black Market, with a variety of rare Treasures being brought out. If Ling Chen were to make a mockery of it, it would be a huge humiliation for them.

"Sixteen million taels of gold... I cannot afford it," Ling Chen suddenly raised his head and said indifferently.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, their gazes filled with disbelief. Is he joking? To play around with the Black Market in Blackwater City would not yield any good results...

"Haha! Just as I expected!" Yin Zongli let out a cold laugh, a smug expression on his face.

"Junior Brother Wuchen, you..."

Liu Feiyue was somewhat upset. Ling Chen’s actions are too reckless! Doing so might cost both of them the chance to leave the auction house.

"So, it’s like that..."

The white-haired old man’s eyes darkened upon hearing Ling Chen’s words. However, the next moment, Ling Chen’s voice echoed again in the auction hall.

"But it seems the auction rules didn’t specify that other items couldn’t be used to offset the price."

A slight smile touched Ling Chen’s lips. "I believe if I use an item of equivalent value to exchange for the God Perching Grass, the Black Market would be even happier."

"Oh? Do you have some kind of valuable Treasure?"

The white-haired old man raised an eyebrow, half-skeptical and half-believing. If Ling Chen really had a valuable Treasure, then there would be no problem indeed.

But is it normal for someone as young as Ling Chen to casually produce such a high-level Treasure?

Without a word, Ling Chen flipped his palm, and a scroll with black demonic patterns appeared in it. The patterns had a very ancient appearance.

Without further ado, Ling Chen opened the scroll. Suddenly, a very strange fluctuation emanated from it, quickly spreading in all directions.

"This item is called the Devil Emperor’s Map, an ancient oddity. It is capable of creating an Array Domain with infinite uses. Its value is no less than that of the Falling Flow Red Melt Gun."

Ling Chen’s words slowly spread through the venue.

"Heh, what a joke! It’s just a tattered map. An ancient oddity indeed! Did you make up this lie just to get by?" Yin Zongli burst into cold laughter again.

"Whether it is or not, Your Excellency will naturally know after examining it," Ling Chen replied simply, then tossed the Devil Emperor’s Map to the white-haired old man. The old man caught it without hesitation and began to study it.

Not only the white-haired old man, but several other Appraisers from the Black Market also went over to study the Devil Emperor’s Map.

Their discussion lasted for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. As the atmosphere in the hall grew restless, they finally reached a conclusion.

The white-haired old man carefully held the Devil Emperor’s Map, his gaze on Ling Chen becoming much more profound. Then, he announced loudly, "This Devil Emperor’s Map is indeed an ancient oddity!"

The moment his words came out, the crowd below erupted in shock.

The smile froze on Yin Zongli’s face, replaced by an expression of utter disbelief. He found it hard to believe that the item Ling Chen had casually produced was truly an ancient oddity.

"Although the Devil Emperor’s Map is only a high-grade oddity, it is an ancient one. Thus, its value is on par with the Falling Flow Red Melt Gun, or even slightly higher."

The white-haired old man was beaming. In my opinion, the value of the Devil Emperor’s Map is probably even higher than that of the God Perching Grass. After all, the grass is a consumable, whereas the map can be used continuously.

"This Devil Emperor’s Map, appraised by our Black Market auction, is estimated to be worth around fourteen million taels. Do you find this acceptable, young friend Wuchen?" one of the Black Market auctioneers also asked with a smile.

"No problem."

Ling Chen shrugged. Fourteen million taels is just about the value of this item. The Falling Flow Red Melt Gun itself wasn’t worth more than twelve million taels. It was only due to the auction that it managed to fetch a high price of fifteen million taels.

The Devil Emperor’s Map is no different. If the Black Market were to auction it off elsewhere, they could certainly make an extra two or three million taels of gold. This isn’t a big issue.