My Fury Will Burn The Heavens Chapter 763 - I Shall End Your Dog Life

Chapter 763: I Shall End Your Dog Life
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"If there is nothing else, please come back in three months!"

When the supervisor saw Qian w.a.n.guan staying silent, he spoke with impatience. As the only auction house in the city and a member of the Situ Clan which was one of the four major clans, this supervisor had the capability to be arrogant.

Qian w.a.n.guan was roused up. His eyes flickered as he sneered. "What kind of Heaven Paintings do you have? One of mine can instantly overwhelm your few hundred Heaven Paintings. If you don't believe it, ask your art appraiser to come."

"En?"

The supervisor's eyes turned cold as he knew about the value of those few hundred Heaven Paintings which would surely be auctioned off with a sky-high price. This person actually spoke off the cuff? A mere Vajra Realm martial artist and acting so presumptuously?

If this wasn't the Situ Clan's merchant a.s.sociation, the supervisor would have gotten someone to get rid of Qian w.a.n.guan. He paused for a moment and mocked. "If these three paintings aren't worth anything? What should we do?"

Since Qian w.a.n.guan put himself in this situation, he had no choice but to stubbornly insist. "If they aren't valuable, then you can do anything to me."

"Alright!"

The supervisor stood up and shouted coldly, "If they are truly valuable, then I will let you auction off these items for free. If they aren't worth 300 million celestial stones, then I will have you crawl out of this place. Someone… go and get Yang Lao to appraise the paintings."

The supervisor spoke very clearly. If these Heaven Paintings were valuable, they could be auctioned off for free, but if they weren't worth 300 million, he was going to break Qian w.a.n.guan's legs and let him crawl out!

Qian w.a.n.guan's mouth twitched. The breaking of the legs was a small matter, but the merchant a.s.sociation was filled with people. If he was to crawl out like this, it would truly be shameless. When he thought about those countless ridiculing and mocking expressions, his body had gotten stiff.

"Are these paintings truly worth 300 million?"

He didn't know, but he just hoped that Feng Luan and Jiang Yi weren't playing him. Otherwise, he was truly going to humiliate himself big time.

Shh-shh-shh!

Soon enough, a white-robed elder walked in from outside. This elder was truly old; his white beard had already reached his chest. He had turbid eyes and was walking unhurriedly, as though he might fall over at any moment.

This elder seemed to have a very high status as the middle-aged supervisor walked over quickly and lent his arm to support the elder while he spoke, "Yang Lao, please help to appraise the value of these three paintings."

"Open it then!"

Yang Lao waved his hand while two attendants opened up wooden zen boxes quickly. They took out a painting and placed it on the green wood table. When everyone took a glance at the painting, they were all stunned.

"Great painting!"

Even Qian w.a.n.guan, who wasn't well-versed with paintings, could feel that this painting was great with just a single glance. It was definitely several times better than Jiang Yi's previous paintings. This painting was called 'Sorrow', and it was the scenery of Jiang Bieli rushing towards the giant palm print in the sky without any second thoughts. That giant palm print contained the aura presence of destruction which caused Qian w.a.n.guan's soul to tremble.

"Liege Lord Jiang…"

Qian w.a.n.guan wasn't a person that shed tears easily, but when he saw this painting, he had an urge to cry. He had heard that Jiang Bieli had perished because of Jiang Yi, but it was casually mentioned by Jiang Yi. It was at this moment did he finally understand how Jiang Bieli perished.

Yang Lao's skinny body shook as though epilepsy had flared out while his turbid eyes were glowing with radiance. His hands shook slightly as he wanted to touch the painting, but he was afraid he might damage it. Hence, he didn't dare to do anything. His eyes had this gentle expression as though he saw a woman that he loved. His lips were shivering, and he was mumbling to himself. "Great, great painting. This old one has seen plenty of famed paintings and was even fortunate enough to see the divine painting released out by the Buddha Thearch. But this painting… can rank in the top ten at the very least!"

"Huh!"

The supervisor didn't know anything about art, but a few glances were enough for him to know that this painting was very valuable. Most importantly, Yang Lao's reaction had frightened him. Yang Lao wasn't just an ordinary art appraiser; he was once the Situ Clan's authoritative elder and was famed for his impressive martial prowess. Right now, Situ Yang's name still had a great influence. However, Yang Lao was now very old; and he hadn't been dealing with many affairs in recent years, but his son was currently one of the 18 Grand Elders of the Situ Clan.

Situ Yang was one of the three great art appraisers of the merchant a.s.sociation. He had seen many famed paintings in his life, and for him to say that this painting was ranked top ten, then there would be no way to estimate the value of this painting.

"Quick, quick. Opened up the two other paintings!"

After Yang Lao looked for a moment, he shivered as he instructed the attendants by his side. Those two attendants carefully opened up the two other wooden zen boxes, which Yang Lao took a few glances, causing his body to tremble even more intensively. He spoke quickly, "Yearning, Sorrow, Pa.s.sion? Good, good, good. Unparalleled work, truly unparalleled. Situ Hong, set these three paintings as the finale of the auction's second segment. These three paintings will definitely bring the auction to the next level. If it isn't for the clan rules that states members of the clans cannot partic.i.p.ate in the auction, this old one will empty his fortune to buy these three paintings."

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Supervisor Situ Hong's mouth was twitching and wished he could slap himself. Finale of the auction's second segment? It meant that these three paintings' value was truly unable to be estimated. The auction's rules were to hand over 10% of the auction price to the auction house, which was also a huge sum of income.

Qian w.a.n.guan was overjoyed as Feng Luan truly didn't cheat him. They were truly going to profit greatly this time. He took a glance at Yang Lao and Situ Hong while speaking faintly, "Lord Supervisor. These three paintings are worth 300 million, right? Is the free auction that you mentioned earlier still valid? If I cannot auction them, I will just have to look for other merchant a.s.sociations to deal."

"What?"

When Yang Lao heard Qian w.a.n.guan, he swept a cold look at Situ Hong and said, "If these paintings cannot be auctioned, then what other treasures can be auctioned? Situ Hong, are you out of your mind? What is the matter with the free auction?"

Situ Hong's expression changed, and he even felt like dying right now. He gave Yang Lao an apologetic smile and transmitted a message to explain the situation. He then turned to Qian w.a.n.guan and cupped his hands. "Our esteemed guest, this one is truly ignorant and has neglected our esteemed guest. Our Situ Merchant a.s.sociation will be accepting these three paintings and guarantee that it will be auctioned at the finale of the second segment. About the commission fees…"

"We will pay the commission fees!"

Qian w.a.n.guan paused for a moment and said, "But I want to be paid 300 million celestial stones in advance!"

"Alright, no problem. Someone! Bring this esteemed guest and a.s.sist him with the procedures." Situ Hong let out a blooming smile while handing over something. "I will also like to give this to my Lord, a VIP token."

Qian w.a.n.guan followed along with the attendant with satisfaction. As long as the paintings could be sold for a high price, the commission fees weren't a problem. It wasn't a good thing to actually offend the G.o.ds Bestow City's Situ Clan.

"Useless!"

After Qian w.a.n.guan left, Yang Lao was infuriated as he glared at the supervisor. "Situ Hong, do you not want to keep your position as a supervisor?"

"Yang Lao, please forgive me. I have indeed mishandled this matter. I will go back and beg for the clan's forgiveness!" Situ Hong gave an apologetic smile and bowed with his hands at the front. This Yang Lao might not be dealing with any internal affairs, but if he was to say something, a single statement was enough to get rid of Situ Hong.

Situ Hong shot a glance at the signatures on the three paintings and changed the topic quickly. "Yang Lao, I have something important to report. Take a look at the signatures on the three paintings."

"Yi Piaopiao, what is wrong with it?" Yang Lao took a glance and asked with doubts.

Situ Hong shot out essence force to activate the small hall's restriction before he transmitted a message: "Yang Lao. Previously, the Qu Clan sent over 600 Heaven Paintings for the auction, and they are all the same 'Volcano Eruption in the Sea' painting. You should have heard of this, right? Those 600 Heaven Paintings' signatures… are all Yi Piaopiao."

"En?"

Situ Yang's eyes radiated with brilliance as he yelled out, "Go and report to the clan immediately and request for the Clan Head to make a decision. We have to recruit such talent immediately! If he is recruited by the other clans, I shall end your dog life."