Chapter 752 752: A Feast for the Eyes
"I prefer fair competition, you don't need to be polite to me. You and I are all about the price. We're not useless; why don't you add a million first, would that be better?"
The crowd was tongue-tied for a moment, all feeling belittled. However, you still added a million US dollars and a hundred dollars more.
"The Prince is meticulous and quiet, giving you inspiration!" Zhao Wuji's servants were all frightened. They feared Zhao Wuji's intensity might use those very words. If he said it, Zhao Wuji might return like two princes, but it would be a righteous death nonetheless.
"Millions of hurdles faced? Fine, let's start small, and then add fifty. So that's it? Nothing more? My brother Wuji really got this wrong. I never thought you had such little strength. I didn't think you'd meet your end. You truly disappoint me!"
Li Mubai and Li Mintong offered silent condolences for Zhao Wuji. He didn't enjoy offending my elder brother; it was truly eye-opening.
"Laugh, this man is quite amusing. Brother, did you know that?"
Bai Lijiao's eyebrows twitched. Different people stared at Bai Lijiao. "You don't know?"
Someone asked Bai Lianjiao, but Bai Lianjiao wore a puzzled expression. He only knew as much as what was obvious.
"This man whispers!"
"No! So why is there so much stone here?" Bai Li demanded fiercely.
"Do you know, I'd like to dig out your children?"
Bai Li's abrupt words thoroughly confused Bai Li. Subconsciously, they asked, "You're in the pit?"
"Who dared make such a bold claim regarding my sister, but now it seems, perhaps this child can produce a million stones; that's no small number! Sister, I don't think you're choking a turtle anymore!"
In the end, it's a demon beast egg auctioned successfully for millions of stones—no one dared bid higher. After all, Zhao Wuji issued warnings, fearing someone might secretly force him into a trap.
To prevent bid information from leaking, each compartment had its unique exit passage. Li Qingyu pressed a red button, and the dark paneled wall between the sections slowly spun and revealed an opening at the base of a pavilion, inviting Li Qingyu and the trio inside.
The auction today offered profound insights, burying alive both Li Zongfeng and Zhao Wuji. Plus, a mystical beast egg that could animate the Emperor Beast Treasure—it was a worthwhile experience. But whether it would ever be seen again wasn't a matter of lacking money but of seeing with one's own eyes.
Thus, Li Qingyu directly opened the secret door and left. Introducing Lord Bao, there was a house with flowing white hair.
The elder warmly greeted the trio, invited them to sit, and once they were seated, he laughed and said, "You must be the young man who captured the demon beast egg. Truly a heroic youth! A boy with genuine courage to make such demands!"
The elder spoke highly, but his laughter came off a bit absurd. He seemed both ashamed for himself and for others!
They exchanged smiles before their expressions shifted quickly. Then they saw the elder's face change, growing solemn. "Child, you haven't given them the money first?"
Li Qingyu laughed earnestly, "I'm sorry, but I don't have so many stones."
A tense atmosphere filled the elegant chamber; the elder's tone grew colder. "So are you causing trouble?"
Among those taking notes in the auction house, some who knew of Li Qingyu dared not provoke Brother Bao in the end.
"No need to be upset, elder sir. Though I lack stones, I offer a precious skill instead—one that can enable a person with no bottlenecks to progress into three-speed training!" Li Qingyu dismissed the elder's dignity effortlessly, laughing as he said it.
The elder fixed his hawk-like gaze on Li Qingyu. He discerned that Li Qingyu wasn't lying about this honor but left a parting remark before departing.
"Elder brother, don't you want it?"
Indeed, Li Qingyu sought nothing else but using Tai Chi Boxing to win over the demon beast egg! Although Tai Chi Boxing's techniques could assist three-step training, its value remained immeasurable compared to eliminating bottlenecks without side effects or saving time.
More importantly, Li Qingyu seemed capable of channeling the essence of Tai Chi. So why not embrace it?
"Second brother, since you obtained it."
Li Qingyu's Tai Chi Boxing match was postponed. He clenched his fist and asked, "Dream Girl, do you think this set of skills might catch his interest again?"
"Do you know whether a man could give this skill a name?"
Li Qingyu grinned: "Tai Chi Boxing!"
With an inquisitive look, Meng Lingshao glanced around at the surrounding elders. He was startled to find the elder's face profoundly shocked, his eyes deep and brimming with emotion.
"I've lived half a lifetime, but if the cause of my son's death remains unknown, I've never seen this skill!"
The elder admitted, and even Chen Dun—renowned as the foremost figure in martial arts advancements—recognized every skill that existed throughout history. Yet the technique in front of him was entirely unfamiliar.
"Even Mr. Chen doesn't know?" Meng Ling chuckled in astonishment, and Li Qingyu's gaze grew even stranger.
He'd managed this pavilion for years and encountered various individuals. While none were completely comprehensible, he could observe most—except for one like Li Qingyu, who remained a mystery.
"Brother Bao accepted the skill, but at present, its value doesn't match what the Crown Prince stated."
Meng Lingshao elaborated, focusing on Tai Chi Boxing's philosophy: "It combines action with thought, willpower, and innate energy." If one hadn't personally experienced it physically, understanding the depth and breadth of Tai Chi Boxing would prove impossible.
"Hmm, if Dream Girl continues lingering, maybe find someone with three or fewer tendons. Though I teach physical techniques, I wonder how Dream Girl feels?"
Dream Spirit laughed gorgeously, "You've pushed so hard, yet they're unwilling. Spirit, let's practice with two layers of skeletal strength—it's suitable for you!"
"Is it not?" Li Mubai and Li Mintong spoke with sadness, and Meng Lingshao couldn't help showing surprise. As someone muttered gently, a sensation of unresolved loss gripped them when the "will of God" shifted.
"Dream Girl, follow it up slowly. Keep working harder to sustain the motion."
Under Li Qingyu's Tai Chi handheld demonstration, Meng Lingshao stood behind him, mimicking every gesture. Yet those Dream Spirit formations made Tai Chi Boxing simultaneously straightforward yet intricate due to its pursuit of bodily coordination.
At the moment, Li Qingyu explained movements like flowing water. Meng Lingshao, observing awkward transitions, became inspired amid his dreams. More mystique emerged—yet still felt insufficient.
Meanwhile, beside them, Li Mubai and Li Mintong didn't laugh either. Both engaged deeply with Tai Chi Boxing, their perceptions growing from early frustrations. Meng Lingshao remarkably absorbed lessons from his first encounter, unwilling to admit defeat.
Shortly after finishing a Tai Chi form, Li Qingyu noticed Duan Shao practicing endlessly beside Meng Ling, closing his eyes briefly before continuing striking poses.
Li Qingyu couldn't resist shaking his head, contemplating how he seemed to have daughters naturally adept at Martial Arts success.
"Me, my instructor!"
As soon as the words resonated, so did Meng Ling's shock. Unable to stop herself, she grabbed two delicate jade-like arms, resuming Tai Chi motions.
Opening her eyes, Li Qingyu's youthful face appeared, though incompletely seen. The presence of another man's breath stirred her heartbeat longing.