"Fifty stalks of Nine-Rank Spirit Grass, one jin of Bingyun Spirit Stone, eight cores of entangled demonic beasts, and one five-colored Xuan Stone..."
King Jiao Teng was determined to get his hands on the Hegemony Grass before him, throwing a mountain of chips onto the table.
Especially the last piece of multicolored jade stone immediately caught Ye Bufan's attention.
This made his breathing become rapid all of a sudden. He had been searching for the five-colored mystical stone all this time.
I already had three, but I didn't expect to see a fourth multicolored Xuan stone in this situation.
Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent. Everyone who had coveted the Hegemon Grass was completely shocked by what the Jiao Teng King had done.
It wasn't that they wanted to give up, but rather that the cards they had in their hands were simply no match for the other side.
As the lord of Wanshe Island, it's no exaggeration to call him as rich as a country. In this nearby sea area, there is no place comparable to Paradise Island except for Wanshe Island itself.
"Haha, you guys? You think you have the right to fight me?"

Jiao Tengwang slammed his fist on the table, his momentum surging like a rainbow, and he looked at the beautiful female auctioneer on the stage with an arrogant and domineering air.

"Announce it quickly, this Imperial King Herb is mine."
Those around shook their heads and sighed, they too believed that with so many treasures put forth, the Hegemony Emperor Grass was destined to belong to Jiao Teng Wang.
"The Emperor Grass is mine, none of you can take it!"
And just then, a domineering voice rang out, followed by a flash of figure as Jiufang Xie appeared on the high platform.
Everyone was taken aback by this sudden change, none understanding what had happened.
Even the once smug and arrogant King Jiao Teng was dumbfounded. "Your Lordship, what do you mean?"
"Hahahahahaha…"
Jiufang Xie let out a burst of laughter, unable to contain his excitement at this moment.
A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of preparation, and now he has finally become the master of this world.
After he had laughed enough, his gaze fell upon the people in the audience, as if he were a god high above looking down upon his subjects.
"What do I mean? Let me make myself clear right now."
Jiufang Xie's face was full of excitement, "From now on, your treasures are mine, your women are mine, and even your lives belong to me. Everything here is mine, hahaha..."
"Um..."
Now everyone was stunned, no one expected this to happen.
Among them, countless cultivators are frequent visitors to Paradise Island, and countless others have participated in auctions here many times, but never has such a thing happened before.
At this moment, a single thought arose in the minds of everyone present: could it be that the lord mayor had gone mad?

Jiao Teng Wang swallowed nervously, “Lord City Master, are you joking with us?”

"I'm serious, I tell you. You ants don't even deserve to joke with the Lord Mayor."
Jiu Fangxie finished speaking and with a wave of his hand, the storage rings of all the people present exploded one after another. Countless spirit stones, elixir, and spirit herbs flew into the air, finally transforming into a surging torrent of treasures that appeared before Jiu Fangxie.
These treasures were simply too numerous, with an abundance of spiritual energy and radiant light emanating from them. It was a truly magnificent sight.
Fortunately, Ye Bufan was well-prepared and had already sent his storage ring into the Dragon King's Palace.
"Haha, mine! These are all mine!"
Jiǔfāng (Nine Directions) was extremely excited, looking at the treasure before him. After planning for so many years, today was finally the day of harvest.
He allowed these things to float in mid-air, with no intention of putting them away.
In fact, this place has already become his personal space, his personal world that doesn't need to be tidied up at all.
In his eyes, he was the god of this place, and no one could steal the god's treasures.
After he finished speaking, the audience was silent. Obviously, everyone couldn't accept it. The gap between this reality and their previous understanding was too great.

After a moment, an angry roar erupted from the audience.
"You... you're lying! How could you do this? Haven't Paradise Island always been fair and just?"
"Haha, fairness and justice, those are just for show to you fools."
Jiu Fang Xie's main activity today was laughing, he was just too happy.
"If I hadn't been doing this for years, you fools would never have brought the treasure here willingly!"
"Now I have complete control of this world. I am the master here, and I no longer need to pretend."
"You bastard..."
"You little scoundrel, you big liar..."
"You hypocrite, you deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces..."
Upon learning that Paradise Island had been a hoax all along, the audience erupted in fury. Many began shouting angrily and cursing vehemently.
"Silence all of you! This old man is now the god of this place, not someone you insignificant ants can defy."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved. The once grand hall vanished instantly. Then, his figure flashed and he hovered in mid-air.
Looking down upon the cultivators within the hall, looking down upon all beings on Paradise Island.
Feeling a sense of control over the world, Jiu Fang Xie's heart surged with unprecedented pleasure. He couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
<"See? This is the power of God.">
I, the old master, control everything about each and every one of you. Even this grass, these trees, these bricks, and these tiles are all under my command.
"Now you must surrender, there is no other way!"
"<"That..."">"
Although all the people present were well-travelled cultivators, this scene was something they had never seen before. For a moment, they were stunned into silence.
"Run!"
A roar erupted from the crowd, and immediately afterward, the people acted like startled birds, scrambling to their feet and running towards the exit of Paradise Island, desperate to escape this horrifying world.
"Hahaha, you can't escape, it's too late."
Jiǔfāng Xié's delighted laughter echoed, a smirk playing on his face as he looked at Zhòngrén. He made no move to stop him.
Those startled cultivators boosted their speed to the extreme, arriving at the exit in the blink of an eye.
But to his surprise, he found that the previous spatial door had completely disappeared, and there was no way out at all.
"Open it for me, open it now!"
For a brief moment, they paused. Then, these people launched a frenzied assault against the area where the exit had been, hoping to blast open another way out.
The result, however, disappointed them. The spatial barrier here was incredibly solid, and their cultivation level was far from enough. A frantic attack failed to cause any ripples.
"Alright, all of you better come back here obediently."
Jiǔfāng Xié stretched out a hand and grabbed it. The people who rushed out instantly returned to their original positions.
Now everyone was consumed by despair, their hearts filled with regret. They regretted coming here, they regretted believing in Paradise Island, but it was all too late.
"Kill him, and we can leave here!"
At this moment, another roar echoed through the air. It was Jiao Teng Wang, the island master of Wan She Dao!
As a dominant force on one side, he is undoubtedly arrogant and would never accept being anyone else's servant.
"Let's do it together, kill!" Jiao Tengwang roared, his long sword flashing with a blade aura several dozen meters long. It charged towards the sky with the momentum of thunder.
Under his leadership, a dozen or so tribulation period powerhouses followed closely behind, each unleashing their full strength and charging towards the Nine Fang Evil.

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