The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

With the 2nd Circle Spell and Core Magma now in his hands, there was no longer anything else that Ezra needed from the auction. Hence, he calmly watched as the exciting auction progressed.

In contrast, Theor excitedly bidded but didn't buy a single item. However, what puzzled Ezra was that he did not face any obstructions from that particular VIP room.

This felt rather strange to him. Could the other party know that these two resources were important to him?

The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom, after pondering for quite a while, suddenly spoke up at this moment, "It seems the reason why Salom Uqually is making things difficult for me is related to the Bipasha Uqually"

Theor Galearms said right after, "I have guessed the same, your majesty. The Uqually clan's direct lineage or 1st branch members can not fight with us, but 2nd and 3rd branch members can and they also have the right to join Spirity as I heard from locals here. Someone has ordered them to target us, that's why we have been facing obstructions here."

Ezra Zephyr was able to work things out with Theor's hint. Someone from the Uqually clan must have gone to Salom. However, there was still one thing he could not wrap his head around. Just who exactly in the Uqually clan had the ability to turn the genius junior of 2nd branch against him? Is it Bipasha? If yes then why? If not then who else?

While these thoughts swirled in Ezra's mind, the auction gradually approached its peak. It was at this moment that the final item appeared, shocking everyone in the auction area. Ezra Zephyr could not help but cast his gaze over to the crowd to see their reaction.

One could only watch as the elder on the auction stage very carefully carried a golden long box. Within the box was a  sword on which ancient characters were carved. The sword gave off a slight glow, forming a halo around it. It was a very mysterious and mystical sight.

"The spiritual imprints that have been carved onto this sword carry the sharpness of their own. It boasts peerless power, and this sword is a Special Tier weapon, Soul Slicing Sword!" The elder's eyes were filled with desire. Even he coveted a sword of this level.

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"That sword is a special tier armament?" The entire auction area seemed heavy at this moment.

Every gaze was filled with burning desire as they stared at the sword.

Above the Special tier was the Legendary tier. Though the Unique tier was common, the Special tier on the other hand, even in the entire Naran Continent, the factions that possessed it were as rare as unicorn horns or phoenix feathers.

As for this precious sword, in a certain manner of speaking, it stood above the others because the sword is a weapon that is used vastly more than others.

However, it possessed overwhelming power. If one obtained it, one would even be able to kill an opponent of higher levels with ease. This was the might of a Special tier armament.

"A special tier item, a sword at that" Mumbled Salom Uqually. Even he felt a rush at this moment. He had once heard someone say that if one gets a hand on a special tier weapon, the world will bend towards him.

By the side, a female's large eyes were practically emitting beams of light. "Never imagined that a special tier sword would actually make an appearance. Even our Elfpatria Empire only has 11 Special Tier armaments. In fact, a weapon that has reached this level can even be called the ultimate weapon of an empire."

Beside her was another man with a spear, he nodded. The strongest weapon he currently had was a Unique Tier, the difference between the both is like day and night, and a tier difference was not a trivial matter.

"Rumor says that one can obtain Legendary tier armament in the Spirity Bailiwick. These armaments were used by the fallen martial master who was at the Spiritual Transformation stage while he was alive, and were thus imprinted into his blood. Since the Spirit Transformation Stage's blood transformed into the Spirity Bailiwick, various miracles can naturally be found inside."

That girl wet her mouth. This was the Legend tier armament that even the Elfpatria Empire did not possess.

The elven girl's heart surged in excitement when she heard this. The Spirity Bailiwick truly contained unimaginable treasures.

While they conversed, the auction area rapidly reached its boiling point due to the Special Tier weapon. Shout after shout using all of their lungs continued to resound one after another.

"4 million!"

"4.3 million!"

"5 million!"

"..."

In a mere few minutes, the price of the Special Tier sword reached the terrifying sum of 5 million.

The elf girl had bidded once in between, but her bid was quickly surpassed by other zealous bidders. This depressed her a little, but she ultimately decided to give up after some thought.

"The prerequisites to wield the Special Tier item will be rather demanding, it's not just a matter of being able to practice it once you buy it." She muttered and added, "Using a sword will also ruin my pretty hands".

Ezra had zero intentions of bidding because he was the one selling it. 5 million spirit crystals were practically akin to a year's worth of income for the Bloodfang Kingdom.

However, he did need to be a little careful since the sword was going to land in someone else's hands. Anyone who encountered the eventual owner of the Spirity Bailiwick would likely be faced with a huge problem. What if the members of Bloodfang face him?

Everyone was fixated on the bidding war, even those in the VIP rooms, who had been rather silent throughout the auction, had begun to bid.

After a bitter and intense struggle, a bid of 7.9 million ultimately ended the contest for the Soul Slicing Sword.

"7.9 million..." Ezra sighed as he shook his head. A Special Tier weapon could really be too pricey. After all, a technique of this level was already considered top tier in the Naran Continent. But, Ezra laughed when he remembered how many his Kingdom has and how many he had in his storage cave.

"Let's go." Ezra rose to his feet. He already had everything he needed and could begin absorbing the Soul source energy tonight, allowing his So to step further in martial prowess and open the doors for more powers.

The duo left their VIP room and proceeded to pass through the corridor. At this moment, however, the prince of werewolves, realised that Theor Galearms' footsteps had slowed, while his originally smiling face had turned frosty.

Ezra followed his gaze, only to find a group approaching them from another direction.

At the very front were a guy and a girl. The guy was pretty tall and was brimming with both confidence and grace. He was currently playing with two golden balls on which runes could faintly be seen.

The girl was also rather attention grabbing. She had a hot figure, the black leather that tightly hugged her body accentuating her practically perfect curves, causing many men to secretly swallow their saliva.

This group soon arrived before the Bloodfang duo.

Theor's face was taunted as he icily said, "May I ask who are you and why you are following us?"

"I am Salom Uqually." The man said.

Ezra's pupils immediately shrank as iciness flitted across the depths of his eyes. So this was the guy, the 2nd branch member of the Uqually clan, Salom Uqually.

Salom wore a smile, the golden balls in his hand slowly revolving as he responded, "No need to get angry, master from Bloodfang, if you are upset about that bit of spiritual crystals, I'll pay you back."

Theor coldly frowned. His concern was not those few hundred thousand Spiritual crystals.

Salom Uqually's gaze shifted slightly, ultimately pausing on Ezra Zephyr as he said, "I believe that this friend must be the prince of Bloodfang, Ezra Zephyr, right?"

"Is there anything I can help you with, Mr Salom Uqually?" The prince's voice was neither friendly nor cold.

"Hehe, nothing much, nothing much. I only wish to introduce someone to you." The 2nd branch genius of the Uqually clan chuckled and looked towards the sexy girl besides him.

The girl opened her long legs as she took a step forward, stopping in front of Ezra. Her long and narrow eyes seemed to glisten, but Ezra Zephyr could sense the snake like gaze contained deep within them.

"Are you Ezra Zephyr?" The sexy girl seemed to smile charmingly. "I am Emily Jomez, and I come from the Black Sun Sect... the one that died at your hands, Meulo Jomez, is my father."

Only at this very moment did Ezra Zephyr finally understand why he was being targeted after arriving at the auction.

It turns out that the source of everything was this girl called Emily Jomez.