After that, the battle for the Cursed Red Sword between Chen Li and Liang Rukai was intense, and the price continued to soar relatively high.
However, after Chen Li raised his bid to 50.1 million, Liang Rukai did not raise his bid any further.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man in VIP room 4 shouted. "60 million!"
"Oh? Guest in the VIP room 4 bid for 60 million."
Chen Li frowned upon hearing that and raised his eyebrows as he looked into VIP room 4 with his eye technique. 'Three werewolves? Why are they also bidding for the sword?'
"Chen Li, the Phoenix God Sword is not just any sword; it is extremely thirsty for demon blood. They might want to get the sword to protect themselves or use it against other demons." Xiao Huoli said to him.
Chen Li turned to Xiao Huoli in confusion. 'If the sword is thirsty for demon blood, how can they use it against other demons?'
Xiao Huoli shook her head at him. "I sensed the wolf woman had an affinity with fire, so they thought she could use it."
'I see.' Chen Li nodded in understanding.
Suddenly, Liu Zhen asked him. "Do you still intend to bid on that sword again, Mo Xie?"
"Yes." Chen Li answered Liu Zhen with a solemn nod. "As I said before, I will pay any price to obtain that sword."
Liu Zhen was baffled by Chen Li's persistence to get the cursed sword, he knew that the sword had changed hands many times, but no one had solved its mystery.
Liu Ying wanted to say something to Chen Li, but the Dongfang Twins immediately stopped her, for they knew that he would not back down after saying that.
Liu Zhen looked at Chen Li and earnestly asked him. "Do you know the secret of that sword?"
"I know the sword's secret related to Xian'er's future." Chen Li explained briefly, as he couldn't tell him that the sword was a cultivator's artifact. "Even if I have to spend all my money, I must get that sword."
Liu Zhen couldn't help but shake his head; he felt Chen Li had gone mad.
Feng Xian'er herself still didn't say anything, her eyes were fixed on the sword, and her heart was filled with anxiety.
"You really know the secret of the sword?" Liu Zhen asked one more time to confirm it.
"Yes." Chen Li then bid on the sword again. "60.1!"
"Apparently, the guests in VIP room 1 still don't want to give up on getting the Cursed Red Sword." The auctioneer said as he glanced at the guests in VIP room 4.
After that, the struggle for the sword between Chen Li and the middle-aged man started; even Liang Rukai and the people were utterly shocked by their actions.
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"Is your gege that rich, Mengyao?" Mu Fei curiously asked; even Liang Xijian also felt curious about it.
Su Mengyao shook her head. "As I recall, the Chen family has been in decline for a long time, so their finances aren't as good as they used to be. However-"
"Heh! He comes from a fallen family, but he is arrogant by bidding for the sword up to tens of millions of USD. Will he be able to pay for it later?" Liang Xijian didn't waste the opportunity to make fun of Chen Li, for he had been very annoyed with him since they were on their way to Hong Kong.
Su Mengyao glared at him and shouted at him loudly. "Hey! I don't like it when you say bad things about my Gege!"
Liang Xijian snorted and insulted Chen Li even more. "People from lowly families like him deserve to be insulted!"
"Liang Xijian! Better control your words!" Even Mu Fei couldn't stand it and shouted at him.
"What? You're also just an assistant, remember? Even though your father is famous, your status is still as low as that damn man!" Liang Xijian sneered at Mu Fei.
"Liang Xijian! You are really going too far!" Su Mengyao then took out her smartphone. "I'm fed up with your attitude; I will ask management to find a replacement for you! Your family is not good! And you are not a good person either! I'm sure they will definitely listen to me this time!"
Liang Xijian stiffened at Su Mengyao's threat. "Little Yao-"
"Get out!" Su Mengyao shouted as she pointed towards the exit. "No wonder your attitude is horrible; it turns out because your family is a gang family. Even though my Gege and Big Sis Fei families are just ordinary, they are far more respectable than your Liang family!"
Liang Xijian gritted his teeth as he glared fiercely at Su Mengyao, but he didn't say anything else and immediately left the VIP room.
"This will be bad for you, Mengyao. Liang Xijian has many connections in the music industry; if you replace him, your career will decline, and it may be completely destroyed, " Mu Fei worriedly said.
Instead, Su Mengyao laughed softly at that. "You don't need to think about it, Big Sis Fei. Even if I have to stop being a singer because of this, I won't mind at all. Family is more important to me, and I won't let anyone insult your and my Gege's families."
Mu Fei couldn't help but sigh, but Liang Xijian had gone too far with his words.
Suddenly, they were startled by the middle-aged man's shout. "The one in VIP room 1! How about we make a bet? The winner will get the sword."
Hearing that, Liu Zhen wanted to go out onto the balcony, but Chen Li immediately stopped him. "Leave this matter to me, Uncle Liu."
"Yes." Chen Li then went out and asked the middle-aged man. "What do you want to bet with me?"
"Easy bet! We each send one person to draw the sword from its scabbard! The person who succeeds will be the winner, and the loser will pay the final price, 100 million USD." The middle-aged man answers his questions confidently.
Chen Li was stunned for a moment by the bet put forward by him, then he burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Are you sure you want to bet like that?"
"Yes! Are you afraid of that?" The middle-aged man replied in a mocking tone.
Chen Li turned to his wife and smiled at her, and Feng Xian'er nodded to him with a determined nod. He then asked the auctioneer. "Can we do that, Sir?"
"Since only the two of you are continuously bidding for the sword, and if you guys really want to do that, then I have no problem with it." The auctioneer unhesitatingly agreed to their request, for he had nothing to lose. Since the final price was already too high, and whoever was the winner among them, his auction house would receive a large amount of money.
"Since you're the one who asked me to bet, you can try it first." Chen Li said to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man laughed confidently and called out to his daughter. "Vienna, you can go down and draw the sword."
Soon, Vienna walked out onto the balcony, and the people there were fascinated by her. Her face and appearance were so seductive, which made them unable to take their eyes off her.
Chen Li only raised his eyebrows when he saw Vienna, but he ignored her. 'A charm technique, huh?'
Vienna briefly frowned when she noticed Chen Li ignored her, but she immediately jumped down and approached the sword. However, she felt her body was being pushed away by the pressure emitted by it. 'This sword aura is powerful! I'm having a hard time approaching it.'
The middle-aged man frowned. 'Is it really not possible for us to have that sword?'
In the end, Vienna managed to grab the sword's hilt. However, no matter how hard she tried to pull the sword out of the scabbard, it would not budge. She turned to her father and shook her head. "Father, I've used all my strength, but I can't pull it out."
"Hey, Old Man! Your daughter has failed, so it's my wife's turn to try it." Chen Li said in a mocking tone seeing his ugly expression. "Xian'er, your sword is waiting for you."
As Feng Xian'er walked onto the balcony, the people stared at her in awe. Her crimson hair and crimson eyes, combined with the crimson dress she was currently wearing, made her aura seem dignified.
If they considered Vienna seductive demoness, they regarded Feng Xian'er as a war goddess.
Even Vienna felt very inferior when she saw Feng Xian'er's beauty. 'No wonder he's not captivated by me; his wife is unbelievably beautiful.'
The middle-aged man's animal instinct activated when he saw Feng Xian'er's beauty, and his son was not much different from him; they both looked at her with lustful gazes.
Noticing that, Chen Li raised his eyebrows and looked at them with a murderous look. 'Since you guys dared to lust after Xian'er, I won't let you two leave this country alive.'
Feng Xian'er looked at the sword longingly; she stretched out her hand and used her Crimson Flames.
They were startled by metal clashing and immediately turned toward the sword. Instantly, their eyes widened in shock at the sight of it moving on its own, and the clash grew louder.
"Come to me, Old Friend," Feng Xian'er softly muttered.