V2 Chapter 21

As Cian was pondering over this issue, the bid from the Dragon Tongue Flower Seed had started the moment it was returned by Elder Lovelier. It started at ten million, and reaching twelve million and was still rising steadily. Dragon Tongue Flower Seed can be cultivated. When the time comes that it bore fruit into Dragon Tongue Fruit, its value would surely be hundred times over than this mere seed.

Draconic Tongue Fruit was a very precious and rare fruit as it only bore one fruit a year before the plant withered and died. Once consumed, this fruit possessed the effect of transforming one’s body and improving one’s constitution. It can transform one’s body into something almost comparable to that of a lesser Dragon in one fell swoop. It can also cleanse the bodies from impurities making it even stronger. It was really a very precious item.

Many of the people present were only watching. The flower seed was too rare and those that knew what it did were just too few. The number of people that had thoughts of buying it was even fewer.

As the people below were engaging in a bidding war, Ruka noticed that Cian was staring intently at the flower seed. His eyes were shimmering. She probed, " Master, are you interested in the flower seed?"

"…a bit," Cian pondered for a bit, then nodded his head.

Ruka felt her heart jolt. "Do you plan on spending more than ten million to purchase the flower seed? Do… you really have a use for it?" she asked doubtfully. Such an amount was something she would never obtain in her entire life even if she works in the palace for a lifetime. Although she didn’t know about the importance of the Dragon Tongue Fruit, she knows how much money ten million was.

"More than ten million?" Cian smiled. He had been keeping tabs on Elder Mu's reaction to the bids. He sat there composed and did not really move. Clearly, the bidding prices had yet to reach his reserve price.

In fact, from Cian’s point of view, even a flawed Draconic Tongue Flower Seed was definitely worth more than ten million. It was not as simple as people thought. It had more specialized uses. And with his eye, he could see much information than any people here know. At that moment, the price had been raised to fifteen million by Elder Lovelier of the Black Garden. The prices were increasing in bids of a hundred thousand. The Bloodhole Gang’s young master Gobing hesitated longer and he was beginning to hold back a little.

At that moment, Cian spoke out. He extended three fingers and said calmly, "30 million!"

Oh!?

Cian’s bid stunned everyone present.

Instantly, all eyes were on Cian.

He had raised the bid from fifteen million to thirty million at once. He had doubled it!

Furthermore, the person who had made the bid was the black man in a robe sitting in the furthest chair where only common merchants would sit!

If it was the famous people in the front or the large Organizations and Groups present in today’s Auction who had bid thirty million, they would be shocked but would not find it too odd. But what was up with this man? Was he mad?

What was he buying the seed for? Besides… could he afford it?

The people were perplexed. Even Ruka was dumbfounded. Though, what stunned her was Cian’s voice which was completely different from his original voice. It was lower than normal and had a tinged of unspeakably sexy voice—

He could do this too…?

Ruka once again reevaluated the talent of her beloved master. He cannot only impersonate or someone or change into a completely different person without any flaws but he could also change his voice as if it was his natural voice. Now, with his face, no one would be able to know who he was or where he came from. Just how is he doing this…?

As for money, Ruka didn’t really doubt that he had that much money with him. After all, Cian was basically a pampered, spoiled young master in the royal family. Inside his Interspatial Ring that the Empress gave him had hundreds of million inside it. As to why he was given that much money, even Ruka didn’t know, probably just a display of doting behavior.

And unbeknownst to her, Cian also had looted many families and Clans in the Imperial Capital. As much as half of each Clan and Noble Family’s accumulated reserves he had targeted had been swiped clean by him.

Now, Cian was definitely a tycoon. He had gathered all the families and clans riches in the Imperial City!

Thirty million gold was nothing to him!

"Thirty million gold?"

When Black Garden Patriarch; Lovelier, the other groups within the Auction as well as Olaf of the Headhunt family and Princess Oriel heard the bid, they were stunned. They had been assuming that the price of fifteen million, raised slowly in increments of five to six hundred thousand, was already extremely close to the Draconic Tongue Flower’s Seed's true value. So they never expected that someone would directly make a bid that doubled it!

What is this crazy money wasting ability…? Who has the capacity to act like this…?

Olaf just stared at Cian’s direction as he could not close his agape mouth. How could a punk from that commoner area be that rich?

As the Headhunt family leading not only in the military but also of business, Olaf Headhunt believed that his wealth was something very few juniors could match. However, the amount Cian had casually shouted far exceeded his imagination. Someone from the commoner area, without even a VIP card, has that much money? In the first place, this seemed to be the first time he had seen someone like him, was he from the outside world? A young master of some wealthy Clan?

Olaf subconsciously gulped mouthfuls of saliva. How did he not know that such an impressive figure had appeared in the Northern Border today? There’s even no information—no way!

"Do… Do you really have that much gold?" he asked. However, Cian ignored him completely. There was no need for him to prove his wealth to this upstart who was making eyes on his Elder Sister. His impression on this moron is the lowest!

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At that moment, the Auctioneer who was stunned for a while finally revealed a smile. He looked at Cian and asked cordially, "Dear friend, might I know your name?"

Upon seeing the Auctioneer’s smile, Cian was rendered speechless. The old fellow was not one to take action without a clear target. "Greetings Senior, you can just call me Blood Reaper of the Cahlo Clan."

Blood Reaper?

Cahlo Clan?

... Which Clan…?

Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Cian. Cahlo Clan…? Why haven’t they heard such Clan before? A hidden Clan that secluded themselves from the world? Are they one of them? In this world, there are several famous Clans who had secluded themselves from the world and detached themselves from mundane affairs. However, even among the famous Clans, there was no Cahlo Clan…!

However, after hearing Cian’s introduction, several eyes actually shone brightly. They reacted violently and many people turned their gaze towards Cian, but this time, it was different from before. It was not because of wealth but like predators eyeing their prey. Even Ruka can’t help but shiver from the glares.

“Does young master knows about… Cian Cahlo?” The Auctioneer asked with a smile but his eyes were solemn and serious.

Whispers immediately occurred. Those who doubted the Cahlo Clan’s existence were once again rattled and stunned. For Elder Soma to know about it, does this Clan really exist?

Cian smiled as he took his hood off. At this moment, his appearance was displayed under everyone’s eyes. He possesses a pair of crimson red eyes and long pointed ears like that of an elf. He was a slender youth with morbidly pale skin, either seventeen or eighteen years old, and dressed in snow-white clothes under the black large hooded coat. His face was pale and handsome, yet very feminine. A straight nose and red dyed lips and if one looks closely a pair of sharp fangs could be seen when he grinned.

His dark black hair hung over his thin shoulders in a natural way, and even under the curtain of darkness, it occasionally gave a faint shimmer with a dark kind of luster.

When he appeared, all the girls within the room were immediately love struck as they stared at Cian with a feverish gaze.

“Cian Cahlo, I never thought respective elder knows that name,” Cian ignored the surrounding expressions and reactions as he stared fearlessly towards the Auctioneer, Elder Soma.

“…I have heard some rumors,” Elder Soma responded. “It seems like young master also knows of him,” he asked. His gaze sharp.

“I indeed know of him extremely well…and in fact, I’m also looking for him. If Elder has an idea where I can see him, please let this junior knows,” Cian muttered with a gentle tone as he stood up and bowed at the Elder’s direction. His expression was extremely natural that even Ruka was startled. Her beloved master can really act…!

Elder Soma didn’t expect Cian’s sudden action and was startled. Then, his lips curled into a faint smile, “I indeed heard his last sighting. However, may I ask the young master as to why he was looking for him?”

“To kill him!” Cian didn’t hesitate and immediately replied. His expression turned livid and serious all while emitting a powerful pressure that caused the people around him, aside from Ruka to immediately felt suffocated. Their noses were assaulted by a bloody stench that seemed to be covering the entire area.

His words startled everyone, including the Elder Soma. “May I ask the young master why?”

Cian nodded solemnly, “We came from the same clan. In fact, he was my real brother. However, he had betrayed our family, killed my grandfather to steal a very precious treasure and now was on the run. I will surely him bring him down to justice by my own hand!” Cian clenched his fist as he gritted his teeth in anger.

“…I see,” Elder Soma nodded his head as if he had finally understood something. “Then, as a gift for our first meeting young master Blood, the one who you seek for should be in the Imperial Capital.”

“The Demon Capital?!” Cian revealed a shock expression and then he nodded as if coming into a realization. He then bowed towards Elder Soma, “I thank the Elder for his graciousness for telling me this…!” he muttered with a faint smile. His eyes sparkling and full of killing intent. It’s as if he wasn’t acting at all. Even Ruka who knew everything felt that Cian at this moment, was telling the truth and his hatred for the one known as Cian Cahlo was boundless and deep-rooted.

“No, no, we are also looking for him in fact.” Elder Soma nodded his head. Then, he turned around and returned his attention towards the Auction. "Our young friend, Young Master Blood from the Cahlo Clan has bid thirty million. Is anyone going to bid further?" he smiled as he looked around.

Cian had been constantly observing Elder Soma, but the old fox's expression wasn't expressing anything he wanted. Why did this old man strongly reacted to my name? Did I offend him before? Cian was doubtful. That can’t be, he had stolen and raided many houses and families but never did he touch something with a name of Demon Gate Auction House before.

Aside from him, there was also someone who was feeling extremely doubtful and suspicious. Princess Oriel looks at Cian’s direction and couldn’t help but think, why does he look so familiar? She shouldn’t have seen him before! Not even someone like him. And Cahlo Clan? Aside from that murderer and thief in the Imperial Capital, she had not heard that surname or clan before.

But that wasn’t her problem, she had a feeling that she had seen Cian before. But where…?

After a long silence, someone finally spoke. "Thirty-five million."

The person who spoke was surprisingly Black Garden Patriarch, Lovelier!

From the moment Elder Soma took out the Draconic Tongue Flower Seed, this pretentious old woman had been smiling silently. No one could understand what she was thinking at all.

"This pretentious bastard."

Cian looked at Lovelier. At the same time, everyone looked at Cian. They were waiting for his response. At such auctions, there was an unspoken rule that young people would compete with young people while old people would compete with old people. That was because the natural treasures required by old freaks were different from those used by young people. Furthermore, if a junior tried to compete with a senior, not only would they face the immense pressure of having insufficient wealth, they would also be suppressed by their lack of strength and standing.

If a youngster were to offend an old freak, they might suffer in the future.

But Cian wasn’t really interested. You can memorize this face and make a wanted poster or a bounty, who would care. He did not speak but the auction did not stop either. At this moment, Princess Oriel slowly raised her hand. "Forty million!"

Everyone was astounded. Another bigwig had joined the fray. The competition for the Draconic Tongue Flower Seed was beginning to rage like a storm!

"Forty-five million!"

Lovelier responded almost immediately. She was expressing her determination to obtain the Draconic Tongue Flower Seed. Many people were already dumbfounded by how high the price had gone. The single seed was actually worth that much? Just what kind of treasure would this be to have such value!

"Fifty million. Black Garden’s Patriarch, Elder Lovelier has bid fifty million. Are there any higher bids?" the coquettish woman beside Elder Soma asked. Her voice was very pleasant to the ears.

At that moment, Cian raised his hand. "Seventy million!"

"Huh!?" Everyone was stunned by that number. For him to shout seventy million in one go, it was as though he did not treat money as money. It was as though it was all a meaningless number.

"This youngster is way too aggressive!" People believed that Cian had stopped bidding because he lacked the courage to compete with the old monsters. Not only had he not stopped vying for it, but his bid had also completely overwhelmed the other parties. His courage was astounding.

"He is aggressive but this also means he will be offending the Black Garden and many other people present in this Auction."

People waited to watch the situation unfold. Indeed, due to Cian’s bid, the expressions of many old men from different organizations, including Lovelier sank. It was fine if they competed with each other, but if a youngster joined their fray and even used an amount much higher than theirs to price them out, they would find it intolerable. This is seriously slapping their face with money…!