119 Coldheart Star Stone 2 (1/2)
”Hehe,” to the crowd's shock, all they heard from Joovee Nile was a little snicker. Without further suspense, the Dark Jumble Fruit was purchased by Master Grey Willow. However, before Grey Willow had time to feel proud of her victory, she saw a delivery girl head to the row of V.I.P. boxes that she had left previously. Not only that, but this delivery girl was the same one as the last two times.
Master Grey Willow didn't dare to follow the girl with her perception as they were in the Purple-Sky Tower and the Tower Master was here, but she knew without thinking much that this girl was the one assigned to attend to the rewards of Private Box Number 7. Or more accurately, right to that little brat Jodye Trill! Who was this child? Had she underestimated him?
”I had thought it strange that he reached the next realm so quickly. So he found some Dark Jumble Fruit. Someone must have helped him refine it. How reckless,” Master Grey Willow felt like she had seen through the entire situation after calming down a bit. ”Look at what rushing his cultivation has done to this poor child? It is much different from our Bilan, she looks much younger than she really is. This shows her talent. They are obviously short-sighted. I'll need an explanation for this if they plan to disciple the young master Moon, hmph.”
Grey Willow was correct about one thing for sure. Back at Private Box Number 7, Jodye Trill was smiling from ear to ear. Of course, this smile was hidden under his neofrost mask.
”Young Master Jupiter, please accept these four hundred amethyst crystal notes and eighty thousand gold crystal notes. Courtesy of Master Fontaine Purple-Sky.” said the servant girl.
”Ten rounds of Riot Goo for everyone, bwahahaha,” Jodye Trill laughed like a maniac, making Bilan Moon giggle involuntarily. Sigma and Joovee glanced at each other with smiles in their eyes, before insisting the servant girl hurry and place the order.
”Next item for auction is a very unique spatial artifact,” Vanessa Purple Sky had changed into an elegant, if not slightly revealing, emerald gown. She swayed her body dramatically as she removed the curtain from the next item. It was a groovy looking belt with a deep black space gem in the buckle.
”Mo' money?” Jodye Trill was shocked. This was the belt he had stolen from Oulan Mercy! Jodye's face suddenly turned grim. He had actually forgotten about this matter.
”What was that, young noble Trill?” asked Bilan Moon in confusion.
”Eh?” Jodye collected himself again before smiling naturally behind his neofrost mask. He may have forgotten this mine was on the field but the explosion wouldn't kill him. At most he would lose a leg, ”It's nothing. I wonder how who refined this item?”
”Oh, we see combat gear like this in Rodinia quite often,” Bilan Moon declared proudly. ”They're pretty common. Even my little purse is a spatial artifact gifted to me by my master.”
”Tsk, my master was so stingy...” Jodye Trill said this, but he missed his mother dearly. Thinking back to the last time he saw his mother, Jodye's entire mood soured considerably. He suddenly felt pleased with himself that he murdered Oulan Mercy and plundered his space belt. Jodye wanted to slaughter they sick Voodoo Priests and abolish the Voodoo States.
Villains like Basalt must die for sure.
”Basalt,” Jodye Trill gnashed his teeth, his rage qi subtly leaking from his pores. The warriors in the room all observed this with intrigue but no one spoke aloud. They were watching the auction, and Jodye was still a junior after all.
”Practice restraint,” a masculine voice rang out in Jodye's head via his psychic link with Uncle Sigma. Jodye focused his mind by operating the Cosmic Vision Scripture, his leaking qi was all drawn into his right eye, where it was devoured by the calamity source and instantly refined into pure soul qi. This new discovery stunned Jodye.