Chapter 755: Disputes at the Auction

The auction hall fell into chaos. Over a hundred Immortal Emperors united to put pressure on Emperor Feng Lin, with their own Da Luo Jin Xian subordinates adding to the uproar…
Feng Lin stood on the stage, silent and calm, as if giving them ample time to vent their anger. In truth, she had anticipated this situation long ago.
Her approach was indeed appropriate—after all, the true immortals of the immortal realm were not mere hooligans from mortal markets. Before long, they quieted down on their own. Three Immortal Emperors flew out of their private booths and landed on the spacious exhibition platform, clearly intending to negotiate face-to-face with Emperor Feng Lin.
One of the burly Immortal Emperors said in a deep voice, “Fellow Feng Lin, although we may be unwelcome intruders who forced our way in, since we’re already involved, you should consider our feelings.”
“Yes,” Feng Lin nodded. “I truly understand the emotions and feelings of all of you, as well as why you value that Wish Fruit so much. But do you know its origin?”
The three Immortal Emperors on the stage nodded. They had heard something about the treasure-bidding contest between Feng Lin and Yuan Yi within the Heavenly Will Void.
“If you know it, then it’s easier to explain,” Feng Lin said confidently. “This Wish Fruit was won through that contest. It doesn’t belong solely to me; my companions also have a share in it. This private auction is merely to clarify things for everyone, to prove that the Wish Fruit is now in my hands and has nothing to do with anyone else!”
“This is originally a matter between us. I only sent out less than thirty invitation letters to invite some friends to share this joy with me… It’s one thing for you to show up uninvited, and I would even welcome you as guests to observe the whole process. But you act as if you want to forcefully take the Wish Fruit from me. Have you ever considered my feelings?”
After saying this, the hall fell into temporary silence. This was because Feng Lin indeed had a valid point.
It was like this: A family wanted to get married and held a semi-public wedding, inviting relatives and friends as witnesses, naturally for the joy of the occasion. But on the wedding day, a bunch of uninvited guests showed up, demanding to compete with the groom for the bride, insisting on fairness and justice…

How could the bridegroom bear this? Where could he find fairness and justice for them? Moreover, in the eyes of Emperor Feng Lin Xian, this Wish Fruit was countless times more important than so-called life companions. Taking advantage of the current silence, Feng Lin seized the opportunity to continue, “Even so, I still gave everyone a chance to compete—truly showing utmost kindness and fairness. Yet you, due to lack of preparation, were unable to offer what the seller wanted, and then started making a fuss and creating chaos… I must ask, is there any logic to this in the world?” No one in the room replied, and it grew even quieter. Clearly, in terms of logic, they had no chance against Feng Lin. At that moment, someone suddenly spoke up, “You lot want to buy the treasures but can’t even provide what the seller wants—you’re not even qualified to bid. Yet you still clamor for fairness… In my opinion, it would be far better to just snatch them by force and act like bandits.” Who was speaking? Feng Lin’s expression changed slightly as her gaze shifted toward Booth 276. Unfortunately, the barriers she had set even prevented her own divine senses from seeing the speaker’s true face. Who was this person? What was the purpose behind such inciting words? “This guy seems determined to cause chaos; with just one sentence, he offended everyone,” Su Che muttered. “Could he be someone who came specifically to disrupt things? Is it possible he’s sent by Emperor Yuan Yi Xian, who lost the Wish Fruit?” “That’s not impossible,” Zong Yi nodded. “This person’s attitude is arrogant, and his intentions are hard to fathom—he’s clearly not an ordinary person.” At that moment, the burly representative of the immortals on stage bowed slightly toward Booth 276 and asked loudly, “Esteemed fellow, why don’t you step forward and speak?” Clearly, the mysterious person’s earlier words had angered this emperor as well. “There’s no need,” the mysterious person in Booth 276 replied indifferently. “I’m here to bid on treasures, not to catch up with you. I choose to remain mysterious—no one has the right to interfere! And to be honest, I have plenty of these Little Worlds of Living Beings. I’m more qualified to be here than all of you combined.” Upon hearing this, regardless of the thoughts of the immortals present, even Emperor Feng Lin Xian was secretly shocked: Did he really have a large number of Little Worlds of Living Beings on hand?

A sufficient number of living worlds were required to purchase the Wish Fruit from Su Che, a fact that Feng Lin had never revealed to anyone in advance, solely to maintain his competitive edge. So, how did this person know in advance and come prepared? “There’s only one possibility—there’s a traitor among my direct subordinates!” Feng Lin thought to himself. “Although I didn’t explain the specific purpose when collecting those worlds from my subordinates, it’s possible that someone with ulterior motives learned about this and deduced its connection to today’s auction…” As Feng Lin pondered, the burly Immortal Emperor on stage grew furious and shouted at Booth 276, “Fellow cultivator, are you deliberately trying to cause trouble for us?” “What if I do?” The mysterious figure in the booth remained calm and unhurried, yet his words grew increasingly astonishing. He added, “In my view, you’re just a bunch of troublemakers, a group of hooligans wearing the title of Immortal Emperor!” What! With a loud crash… At that moment, at least half of the nearly 400 VIP booths in the auction hall had their barriers shattered, revealing 200 Immortal Emperors, all with furious expressions. The arrogance and insolence of the mysterious figure completely ignited everyone’s anger. Immortal Emperor Feng Lin was also deeply troubled. Not long ago, he had assured Su Che that he could control the situation, but now it was clearly spiraling out of control. Feng Lin had assumed that although these Immortal Emperors desired the Wish Fruit fiercely, they were all well-known and respected figures who would never dare to engage in open robbery. If they wanted to steal it, they would have to do it secretly. The Immortal Realm was a place governed by rules and order; one could even seek judgment from any Immortal Lord. The purpose of Immortal Lords was to act on behalf of heaven and ensure the stable development of the entire universe. Even among Immortal Lords, there was mutual restraint and balance—no one in the Immortal Realm could act wickedly without facing consequences. What was the Purpose of the Immortal Execution Platform? Heaven had established this platform; if an Immortal Emperor committed evil and was caught in the act, he would still face extreme punishment. Therefore, Immortal Emperor Feng Lin wasn’t worried that someone would openly seize the Wish Fruit. Instead, he feared the situation might get out of control, causing the auction to fail and leading to unforeseen complications.

For example, in the current situation, the mysterious man’s disrespectful words have provoked widespread anger, and it is only reasonable for over 200 Immortal Emperors to unite and punish him. Once chaos breaks out, normal trading of the Wish Fruit will also be impossible. No matter how much they planned, they never expected such a madman to appear out of nowhere. Feng Lin sighed secretly; at such times, he could only remain silent, otherwise, he might easily draw the anger of the immortals onto himself. Yet, the mysterious man in Booth 276 refused to let go of Feng Lin. Ignoring the terrifying pressure from those over 200 Immortal Emperors, he still spoke in a calm tone and asked leisurely, “Feng Lin, I came to this auction with real money. Those people don’t even have the right to bid. As the organizer, please evaluate—who exactly is the troublemaker?” Feng Lin thought to himself, “To me, you all are!” But he could only think such things inwardly and couldn’t say them out loud. So, Feng Lin slowly said, “I hope that no fellow cultivator will disrupt the auction. Those who are qualified should bid with me for the treasures; those who aren’t qualified should still maintain the dignity befitting an Immortal Emperor. As guests, they should sit quietly and witness who will acquire the treasures…” Feng Lin spoke gently, trying his best to stabilize the situation, though he was somewhat overwhelmed. In the booth where Su Che was, Lan Ling suddenly said to Zong Yi, “Old man, it’s your turn to step in. Go help her.” Zong Yi nodded silently and got up to leave the booth. Su Che, on the other hand, remained calm, as if sitting firmly on Nanshan. The three of them had already discussed how to help Feng Lin. Zong Yi suddenly appeared on the exhibition stage, immediately drawing the attention of all the immortals. Many even mistook him for the mysterious man in Booth 276. “Fellow cultivators, please don’t misunderstand,” Zong Yi said with a smile, waving his hand. His aged, deep voice was completely different from that of the mysterious man. “I am the real seller of the Jadeglittering Wish Fruit. At present, at least 60% of its ownership still belongs to me, while Feng Lin only holds 20%.” The real seller of the Wish Fruit? The attention of all the immortals in the hall was instantly drawn to him. After all, everyone had come here from afar for that Wish Fruit, not to start a dispute. With the seller appearing, did it mean things were changing? Or was there a turning point? Everyone watched intently.

Zong Yi raised his left hand, and a storage ring appeared on his middle finger. He said, “The Wish Fruit is right here. To put it bluntly, it would only take a ten-thousandth of a moment for me to destroy it completely!”
“Or, I could decide on the spot to cancel this auction and go personally to the Jade Radiant Immortal to make my wish, still satisfying my desires regarding the little world of living beings.”
Zong Yi spoke slowly, “I truly don’t want what was originally a joyous occasion to turn into pointless conflict. If this continues, I can guarantee that everyone will leave disappointed—there won’t be any winners today. As the seller, I can do that, can’t I?”
Silence filled the venue. The three Immortal Emperors on the stage exchanged glances, bowed to Zong Yi, and flew back to their respective chambers; the other Immortal Emperors also sat back down.
Zong Yi, as the seller, used just a few words to stabilize the situation temporarily, but no one could predict whether this auction could continue.