Chapter 85: The Spring of Life

In the following time, the man in the blood lion mask began to auction off one extraordinary treasure after another.

Some were rare extraordinary professions.

Some were expensive and versatile armor.

Some were very rare extraordinary skills.

Of course, there were also some contraband items, such as the so-called 'Rune Scales' of a demonic creature.

Even though they were sealed, everyone could feel the evil aura emanating from them.

If this were outside, it would certainly be investigated by the strong ones of the Extraordinary Association.

But here, it was openly displayed on the table for everyone to bid on.

During this time, Gune also made a few bids, but didn't manage to get anything good.

Gune was not in a hurry; he patiently waited.

When the auction of the man in the blood lion mask was nearing its end.

Finally, a good thing that interested Gune appeared.

"This is a mid-rank spell tome, suitable for all spellcasters."

"Of course, if it were an ordinary mid-rank spell, there would be no need to auction it here."

"This is a very special enhanced mid-rank spell."

"Its name is 'Demon Blade Curse'."

"The spell syllable count is 9, source power consumption is 2. Because it is an enhanced spell, its power is more than fifty percent stronger than spells of the same rank, very close to a high-rank spell. This kind of spell is quite rare."

"More importantly, the demon blade formed by the Demon Blade Curse will become faster as the spell level increases. When it reaches level three, the trajectory of the demon blade will almost completely disappear. Coupled with its already extremely high speed, you can basically understand that others cannot track the trajectory of this spell."

"A nearly invisible trajectory—that is the eerie aspect of the Demon Blade Curse."

"Strong attack power and a highly concealed trajectory?" Gune was startled, then smiled. "Indeed, it is a good mid-rank spell."

The man in the blood lion mask continued.

"This is a single-catalyst storage scroll, which can only be used for one catalyst reception."

"Starting bid: 600 gold coins, each increment no less than 100 gold pounds."

"A mid-rank spell, cultivating it to level three—that's no small feat."

"Indeed, even with hard work, it would take two or three years or even longer."

"Although it is an enhanced spell, the difficulty of reaching level three is high. Before that, it's only slightly better than an ordinary mid-rank spell. The key point is that as a mid-rank spell, its syllable count is on the high side."

At this moment, many spellcasters were quietly discussing among themselves.

The price for a catalyst reception of an ordinary mid-rank spell was only 200 gold pounds.

An ordinary high-rank spell was only 500 gold pounds.

This mid-rank spell was special, but the price of 600 gold pounds was indeed quite off-putting.

As a result, no one bid for a while.

"700 gold pounds."

At this moment, the woman whose face was shrouded in a cloak, who had competed with Gune for the spider crystal earlier, raised her hand.

During this time, this woman in the black cloak had successfully bid on several good items.

"Someone else wants this spell too?" Gune frowned slightly.

"800 gold pounds." Gune also raised his hand.

After 800 gold pounds, no one competed for a while.

Buying this spell for 800 gold pounds was clearly quite expensive.

Apparently, the woman was just trying her luck and had no intention of competing with Gune.

"Deal!"

After confirming that no one else was competing, the deal was closed.

A moment later, a maid delivered the Demon Blade Curse to Gune.

He paid the gold pounds, and the Demon Blade Curse was in his hands.

The Demon Blade Curse appeared as a scroll. Gune did not perform the catalyst reception. He gently sensed it with his source power and felt that it was indeed, as the man in the blood lion mask had said, a very powerful mid-rank spell.

Then, the Demon Blade Curse was placed into the system's storage space.

"After I advance, condensing the eighth and ninth Secret Crossing Runes should not be a problem."

"At that time, the Demon Blade Curse can be cast instantly."

"In frontal combat, when launching a strong attack, this kind of spell is very powerful."

After the Demon Blade Curse was settled, two more extraordinary treasures were auctioned.

The man in the blood lion mask scanned the entire venue, his voice as loud as ever.

"Today's auction items have concluded. Next is the session for everyone to exchange—whether it's information or treasures, there are no restrictions."

"According to the rules, anyone who comes up to sell or buy must pay a fee of 50 gold pounds."

After speaking, the man in the blood lion mask stepped down from the platform.

At that moment, the crowd below immediately began to buzz with discussion, and many perked up.

For everyone knew that the key part of this exchange meeting had arrived.

The 50 gold pounds was not too expensive, but neither was it cheap.

Those who truly needed it naturally wouldn't care.

But the 50 gold pounds could deter irrelevant supernatural beings.

The crowd below started discussing animatedly.

The entire exchange venue was filled with noise.

Gunie waited for over ten seconds, but no one stepped onto the platform.

"No one's going up? Then I won't stand on ceremony."

With that, Gunie stood up directly.

As soon as Gunie stood up, many people turned to look at him.

Approaching the attendant at the steps, Gunie paid 50 gold pounds and then walked onto the platform.

Below, numerous supernatural beings focused their gazes on him.

Of course, there were also some still murmuring quietly, seemingly indifferent to Gunie's appearance on stage.

"A green leaf storage bracelet, with an internal storage space of 1 cubic meter, 1000 gold pounds, first come first served."

Gunie's voice was very hoarse. In this black market, since he had even altered his figure, he naturally couldn't let others recognize his voice.

Supernatural storage equipment never lacked a market, and besides, Gunie's asking price wasn't high.

More importantly, there was no auction for such storage equipment today.

"I'll take it." As soon as Gunie finished speaking, someone raised their hand.

"Alright." Gunie nodded.

Then an attendant came over to take Gunie's green leaf storage bracelet for the transaction.

Although Gunie still had two more green leaf bracelets, it was best to sell them separately, or they wouldn't be worth much.

"A pair of demon copper daggers, purely hand-forged, and containing a not insignificant life aura." Gunie spoke again hoarsely.

As he spoke, Gunie took out a black thornwood box.

As soon as it opened, a rich life aura gently emanated.

Although daggers with a life aura seemed useless, this pair was special.

"1200 gold pounds, first come first served."

"Friend, may I ask how you obtained these daggers?" As soon as Gunie finished speaking, a voice sounded, with a somewhat aggressive tone.

Gunie looked over and saw a man completely shrouded in a black robe, with a tall, slender figure, and a face hidden behind a mask, revealing no true features.

However, from his silhouette, Gunie guessed he might be from the elf clan, and more likely a blood-ear elf.

At that moment, Gunie's own figure was modeled after a blood-ear elf.

Since he was going to sell "life spring water" later, he had to play the part fully, making the other suspect he was a blood-ear elf.

The other's tone was unfriendly, and Gunie wouldn't be polite with him.

"Heh... Is there someone here who doesn't follow the rules?" Gunie chuckled lightly, then looked toward the man in the blood lion mask not far away.

The man in the blood lion mask also stood up, showing no courtesy to the other.

"Friend, buy or don't buy, but please don't ask so many irrelevant questions. This is your first warning. If you offend again... please leave the venue!"

This black market, being able to operate in the entire Sugg Ruins City, had backing that was easy to imagine.

It wasn't something these alien races could casually break the rules of.

"I'll buy it!" said the tall man, suspected to be a "blood-ear elf," in a low voice.

A hint of a smile curled at the corner of Gunie's mouth.

"What, trying to trace me through some residual clues on the daggers? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

After a moment's pause, once the blood-ear elf had completed the transaction, Gunie looked back at the man in the blood lion mask.

"Next, the item I want to sell is quite expensive, so I'd like to auction it."

"No problem, but you can only auction one item." said the man in the blood lion mask.

Then Gunie scanned the entire venue.

"Next, I'm selling 500 milliliters of life spring water."

Though Gunie's voice was not loud, it rang throughout the venue.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Gunie clearly saw the "blood-ear elf" alien's body tremble slightly, nearly standing up.

If not for the black market, he would probably have rushed up, torn off Gunie's mask to see his true face, and then killed him.

But unfortunately, this was the black market; even if that fellow was a strong member of the "blood-ear elf" clan, here he had to behave and watch, not daring any unusual moves, or else they would be the ones to die.