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Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God · Chapter 1179

Chapter 1171: Solomon's Fragment

January 17, 2020 · 3 min read · 680 words

The price of 120,000 Magic Crystals echoed through the silent auction hall, drawing an immediate wave of gasps.

"Just who has that kind of wealth? That's enough to buy who knows how many Epic-grade items!"

"This is absolutely insane!"

"120,000 Magic Crystals — that's twice our guild's entire stockpile…"

Everyone was stunned by the price of the Magic Knight's inheritance.

Inside the private box from which the 120,000 bid had been called, Qianli Wuya cast only a brief glance toward the box where Ling Yin sat, tension flickering in his eyes.

"I raised the bid by 20,000 in one jump. I don't believe you can still compete with me!"

Qianli Wuya had originally planned to secure the Magic Knight's inheritance for 90,000 Magic Crystals and then turn his attention to the finale item. Now his plans had been thrown into disarray.

To claim the inheritance, he gritted his teeth and raised the bid by another 20,000, hoping to make his rival back down.

But after a moment of silence, Ling Yin offered a new price.

130,000!

Without the slightest hesitation.

"The Seven Sins Flower really is wealthy," Shi Feng thought, glancing at the calm Ling Yin beside him, marveling inwardly.

The Seven Sins Flower wasn't like a super guild backed by countless players who could amass Magic Crystals in huge quantities. In terms of earning speed, they probably couldn't match the super guilds, yet Ling Yin could still produce 130,000 Magic Crystals with ease — a testament to just how formidable the Seven Sins Flower truly was.

"135,000!" Qianli Wuya shouted in fury.

This price was already nearing the absolute limit of what he could afford.

"140,000!" Ling Yin simply smiled and named yet another staggering figure.

At this point, everyone in the hall gave up entirely. There was no longer any will to compete.

"Damn it! Who on earth is bidding against me?" Qianli Wuya seethed with rage. The Magic Knight hidden class was the single best fit for him, yet judging from the other party's reaction, they clearly had plenty of resources to spare — and they seemed absolutely determined to obtain this inheritance. "Fine, if you want to fight me for it, then let's see what you're made of!"

"160,000!"

When this price rang out, even the players in the second-floor private boxes were taken aback.

That many Magic Crystals — even a super guild would need an eternity to accumulate them. Spending that kind of wealth on a single high-tier inheritance when they could have purchased a full set of Epic-grade equipment instead, which would provide a far greater boost than simply reclassifying as a Magic Knight.

As the auctioneer brought down the gavel for the first time, the crowd finally snapped out of their shock.

"The Dark Auction certainly lives up to its reputation." Ling Yin gazed toward Qianli Wuya's box and shook her head with a faint smile. "Well, that's fine. At least it's one fewer competitor for what comes next."

She couldn't keep bidding at this price.

It wasn't that she lacked Magic Crystals.

She had come here for two things. One was the Magic Knight inheritance that the Seven Sins Flower had secretly tracked down. But in terms of priority, the other item mattered more. If she spent her crystals on the Magic Knight inheritance, the second item would be completely out of reach.

As the auctioneer's hammer fell for the second time, the hall remained deathly quiet. Qianli Wuya let out a long breath of relief.

The most he was authorized to use from the guild's auction fund was 140,000 Magic Crystals. This price had drained his personal reserves and then some — he'd even borrowed a considerable amount from the Witch of the West, Alice.

If anyone else placed a bid, he would have no choice but to surrender.

Fortunately, 160,000 Magic Crystals had finally secured his prize.

"165,000!"

Just as the auctioneer raised the hammer for the third and final strike, a fresh bid startled everyone once more. Every gaze in the hall swiveled toward Ling Yin's box.

End of chapter 1179