Chapter 182: Icesnow Fruit

"Are you looking to die?" Wen Jinrui's face darkened.

Despite his anger, he did not do anything. He was clear that the moment he attacked, the Cloud Margin Forging Pavilion people would be dissatisfied with him. At that time, the Wen Clan would suffer even more.

Of course, part of the reason Wen Jinrui was able to hold himself back was due to the mask covering Xiang Shaoyun's real appearance. If he saw Xiang Shaoyun's real face, he would most likely lose control over himself and proceed to attack.

"Hehe, sure, try and attack me. Let's see who will be the one to die," Xiang Shaoyun sneered.

"You're cocky, but I refuse to believe you will stay in the city forever. The moment you leave the city, killing you will be as easy as killing a bug," said Wen Jinrui.

"If you are done talking, piss off," Xiang Shaoyun shouted.

Traces of the tiger's roar were mixed within his shout. In such a short distance, the Wen Clan brothers felt their eardrums humming from the impact. Taking advantage of their momentary stun, Xiang Shaoyun entered the auction hall with Mo Mo.

When the Wen Clan brothers recovered, they both stared at Xiang Shaoyun hatefully. They really wanted to kill him.

As for Xiang Shaoyun, he tried looking for a VIP room after entering. Unfortunately, the rooms had all been booked. Thus, he was forced to squeeze with the crowd in the main hall.

I have to show myself in front of everyone here? This is annoying!

Xiang Shaoyun sat down and grumbled inwardly.

He was worried that if he did manage to buy an item of extreme cold, it would be hard for him to even leave. A lot of people would love nothing more than to reap without sowing. But now, he had no choice but to act in accordance with the circumstances. In any case, he had the human skin mask. He could take the mask off and appear with a new identity anytime he wanted.

Soon, the auction house was filled with people. An auctioneer walked onto the stage and announced the start of the auction. They started the auction with some tier-3 weapons. Sabers, swords, spears...the weapons were taken out one after another. The crowd's excitement grew as the auction proceeded.

Xiang Shaoyun did not care about these weapons, but that did not apply to many people there. Even Mo Mo was growing excited when she saw the weapons, and it was especially true when she saw a female-styled longsword being put up for auction. She liked the sword she saw a lot, to the point she had the urge to start bidding as well.

She was once the second head of the Redwolf Bandits. Thus, she was also quite wealthy and could afford to join the bidding, but she couldn't bring herself to do it with Xiang Shaoyun keeping silent beside her.

Xiang Shaoyun noticed and said, "If anything catches your eyes, feel free to bid. I'm not a cruel leader who gives my followers zero freedom."

Mo Mo was overjoyed. "Thank you, young master."

Thus, she started bidding. Unfortunately, the people of Cloud Margin Pavilion were too rich. She was soon outbid. She sank into sorrow at the realization that after being a bandit for so many years, she couldn't even afford a sword. It was too sad.

"520 low-grade spirit crystals going once! Any new bids?" the auctioneer asked.

"520 low-grade spirit crystals going twice..."

Xiang Shaoyun shot the hesitating Mo Mo a glance before saying, "600 low-grade spirit crystals."

The increment was too large. Thus, the other bidders all gave up. After all, a tier-3 weapon would generally not be worth more than 500 low-grade spirit crystals. Paying 100 low-grade spirit crystals above the market price was not worth it for many people.