Chapter 4127 — Enemies Meet Again
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
The several lots brought out afterward were each more valuable than the last, and the active bidders began gradually to shift from the lower-tier Ding-numbered area to the more competitive upper tiers. After all, they were the main force of this grand auction.
Yet none of these items ever caught Wei Zhao's discerning eye—either they did not suit his taste, or their quality fell short.
Though Wei Zhao was still only at the peak of late Foundation Establishment, hardly a figure of consequence in the crowded field of Central Island, his eye was in no way inferior to that of the other great personages present—especially since, thanks to the Heavenly Pill Pavilion, he was not in the least short of spirit jade.
While Wei Zhao refrained from bidding, Wei Shenjin on the other side was not content to sit idle, and carried off a Golden Core-grade weapon of no small value: shaped like a hairpin, a divine weapon made expressly for female cultivators. Though it held no lethal attack power, once worn it had a certain chance of increasing one's defense.
At the same grade, defensive weapons were far more valuable than offensive ones. Cultivation was no easy road, and the stronger the cultivator, the more he treasured his own life; and a defensive weapon like this hairpin, which required hardly any practice—indeed, which took effect without even deliberate use—was all the rarer a prize.
The trouble was that its defensive power was merely ordinary: it could hold up against exchanges between early Golden Core cultivators, but the moment one fought above one's level, it was utterly useless. And the crux of it was that it was a Golden Core-grade weapon, and there was currently no one at Wei Zhao's side who could make use of it.
To him, then, it was a thing of no use and no harm; otherwise he would certainly have cut in and never let it fall into Wei Shenjin's hands.
"Brother Wei, you're so good to me! I've wanted a hairpin like this for ages, and it's a rare Golden Core-grade weapon besides. Put it on for me, will you? I want to go back and let all those vixens in the sect have a good look—I want them green with envy!" Situ Qian cooed and wheedled, sweet with delight.
Wei Shenjin frowned slightly, but nodded and took the hairpin to put it on her himself. Situ Qian promptly leaned into his arms, and their display of affection drew a round of strange sidelong glances from the crowd.
Far from being embarrassed, Situ Qian rather enjoyed it. Wei Shenjin had always been the man of her dreams, and now that she had finally won him, of course she wanted outsiders to see plainly how loving and sweet they were.
"What a pity—if only we could have bought that top-grade spirit jade as well, this auction would have been perfect. We're just short of a pair of wedding ornaments, Brother Wei!" Situ Qian complained, still unsatisfied at heart.
"Hmph. That blind fool, relying on Cai Zhongxuan to back him, thinks he can look down on everyone and dares to ruin my plans—he clearly has no idea what death means. Rest assured, I promise he won't live past today!" Wei Shenjin cast a cold, sinister glance toward the direction of Jia Number Twelve.
"Mm-hm, I knew Brother Wei wouldn't let me down!" Situ Qian nodded again and again.
At the same time, Wei Zhao likewise sensed their ill-meaning gazes, but merely smiled faintly in unconcern and went on watching the auction.
He was not afraid of the pair's malice; if they truly meant to take revenge, that suited him perfectly well. After all, he had long been set on avenging Xue Li—was it not convenient that they should deliver themselves to his door? R1152