LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent. Especially Han Mills, his face was filled with disbelief. The old man who had just spoken but hadn’t shown himself, was he not with Mycintia? But… in the world today, apart from Mycintia’s master, who else had Energy Pellets? Who else could use Energy Pellets to effortlessly shatter the monument into a spider-web like form? What on earth was happening?

While everyone was puzzled, Jun Chester was already looking at the main door of the Chronicle Spring Auction. The figure at the door was a gray-haired old man almost two meters tall, radiating a unique martial aura. With the appearance of the old man, the vast reception hall was once again filled with noise.

“Who is that mysterious old man?”

“Why is he hiding? I’m afraid he’s up to no good!”

“He’s openly challenging Mycintia!”

“It’s probably not that simple. But, why has the mysterious old man stopped speaking after the true master of Mycintia appeared?”

“He must be scared!”

However, while everyone was speculating, the gray-haired old man at the entrance of the auction was coldly scanning the crowd. But after a full sweep, he found no exceptional cultivators present. The gray-haired old man finally turned his gaze towards the entrance of the reception hall, snorted heavily, and said in a cold voice, “Why aren’t you speaking now? If you have the guts, step forward, what kind of person hides their face!”

With these words falling… Jun Chester, approached the gray-haired old man. Sandra Simpson’s face tightened, and she quickly followed. The gray-haired old man noticed Jun Chester and Sandra Simpson, frowned slightly, and asked, “Who are you?” Jun Chester calmly replied, “Here to collect rent, and to buy some things.” The gray-haired old man’s eyebrows knitted together, he said coldly, “Could it be, you are from the Simpson family?”

Jun Chester glanced at Sandra Simpson. Sandra Simpson mustered up the courage and said, “Yes!” The gray-haired old man snorted, disregarding Jun Chester and Sandra Simpson, and even the “mysterious old man” he thought was too afraid to enter. Instead, he began to announce…

The first round of the Chronicle Spring Auction this year officially begins. Then, the gray-haired old man announced the rules of today’s auction. To summarize, there were only two points.

First, if anyone wanted to buy anything at today’s Chronicle Spring Auction, the transaction currency was limited to Iron Coins, Gold Coins, Moras, and Nanites, and the highest bidder would get the item.

Second, if anyone wanted to take anything from today’s Chronicle Spring Auction, they could, as long as they could beat any of Mycintia’s masters stationed here. Everything at the Chronicle Spring Auction could be taken away.

These two simple statements were enough to demonstrate the formidable strength of Mycintia.

After announcing this, the gray-haired old man, still ignoring Jun Chester and Sandra Simpson, walked towards the stone monument in the middle of the hall. It turned out that the reason why the stone monument was cracked like a spider web was entirely due to an Energy Pellet!

Upon seeing this, the gray-haired old man couldn’t help but be moved. Who was this “mysterious old man” who had only been heard but not seen before? He had shattered the monument with just a single pellet? The monument was made from the hardest Gold Stone in the world! Even he would need to strike with all his might to shatter it! Now, the “mysterious old man” had managed to cause such destruction with just a single pellet?

The gray-haired old man took a cold breath, feeling a sense of fear in his heart. Fortunately, the “mysterious old man” hadn’t shown himself and clashed with him, or he might have been in deep trouble.

At this moment, the crowd began to gather around the gray-haired old man. All their faces were filled with doubt. Why was the “mysterious old man,” who had only been heard but not seen, silent now? Could he really be afraid of this master of Mycintia? Moreover…

Who would ultimately get the Energy Pellet embedded in the monument? The gray-haired old man, who had just announced the rules, had made it clear. The auction today only accepted Iron Coins, Gold Coins, Moras, and Nanites!

Among the modern martial arts world, Iron Coins were the most popular and the cheapest. Of these three currencies, Nanites were the most valuable, but they had disappeared for hundreds of years! The existing quantity should be countable on one’s fingers.

Moreover…

Some real martial arts giants had only seen the design of Nanites, but had never seen the real thing. But even just seeing the design of Nanites had brought them great benefits. The design of Nanites was like a wonderful martial arts technique, and practicing according to the secret patterns on it could lead to rapid progress!

The universally recognized four kinds of coins in the martial arts world were all made from strange stones that had fallen onto the ground in ancient times. The quantity in existence was limited! Most importantly, even the cheapest Iron Coins, with the secret patterns engraved on them, were beneficial to practitioners and had no downside!

Jun Chester had previously given Jennie Clifford a Gold Coin. Now, Jennie Clifford was also on the scene. But because she had a Gold Coin on her, she was particularly low-key. She even wore a mask, fearing that someone would recognize her!

The Energy Pellet that was currently embedded in the monument, if anyone wanted to purchase it, would require twenty Iron Coins or one Gold Coin! This showed how valuable Energy Pellets were!NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

At this moment, everyone present, except Jun Chester and Sandra Simpson, was staring at the Energy Pellet in the monument! However, no one dared to act rashly!

The gray-haired master stared at the Energy Pellet for a long time, greed arising in his heart, but he didn’t dare to act rashly. After all, the mysterious old man who had shot the Energy Pellet into the monument had not shown himself. Who knew what would happen if they tampered with the Energy Pellet?

The gray-haired old man remained silent for a long time, then coldly looked at everyone and said, “You all go in!” However, not a single person entered the auction hall. It was a joke!

Everyone came to the Chronicle Spring Auction today for the Energy Pellets. Now that the Energy Pellets had appeared and might be obtained without spending money, who would want to go into the auction hall to spend money?

The gray-haired old man watched as the crowd refused to move, his face twitched as if he’d been slapped.

At this moment, Jun Chester reappeared in front of the gray-haired old man, reminding, “I’m here to collect rent.” This further embarrassed the gray-haired old man. Would Mycintia really lack his small amount of rent?

The gray-haired old man was about to speak when a woman’s voice suddenly rang out from the crowd. “Han, help this old man clear out these two dogs. What place do they think this is, daring to spout nonsense here!” Of course, the speaker was Elsa Garner.

Han Mills frowned at Elsa Garner, and the gray-haired old man also frowned at Elsa Garner. Everyone else’s eyes also fell on Elsa Garner’s face. The gray-haired old man responded to Elsa Garner with indifference.

“Mycintia never bullies people with power. We should pay the rent now, but what do you mean by your words? Do you think I can’t afford the rent?” Elsa Garner was dumbfounded. She hadn’t expected to be blamed when she was speaking for Mycintia.

The gray-haired old man snorted coldly, looked again at Jun Chester, and said with a smirk, “Young man, your courage is commendable. You don’t even know martial arts, yet you dare to come here to collect rent.” With that, he took out an Iron Coin from his pocket and said, “This is your rent. In the future, don’t be so reckless!”

Jun Chester looked at the Iron Coin in the gray-haired old man’s hand, and said, “This thing, even if you go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water, they won’t accept it. I want cash.” The gray-haired old man was stunned. At this time, the crowd burst into laughter.

There were scoffs and snickers. “Kid, do you know what this Iron Coin represents? If you want money, I’ll give it to you. I’ll buy this Iron Coin for ten million! But now, you can take this Iron Coin and get out. Wait for me outside and after I finish attending today’s auction, we can make a deal!” said one of the attendees.

Jun Chester didn’t even bother to acknowledge the man. Instead, he took out a purple stone coin the size of a thumb from his waist, and said to the gray-haired master, “If you want to give something, give something like this stone coin. What you have in your hand is worthless!”

As soon as these words were spoken…

The entire venue fell into silence.

The gray-haired master’s eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at the purple stone coin in Jun Chester’s hand, his voice trembling, “Is this… a Nanite?”