Chapter 58: Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Sky-High Price Deal!

In an instant, all the big shots could no longer sit still.

“What? A Level 3 Guild Founding Token?”

“F**k! No way—how is this even possible?!”

“Damn it, why didn’t the auction house announce this earlier? I don’t have enough funds!”

“A Level 3 guild can accommodate fifty thousand members—my god.”

“This is beyond unexpected. I must win this Guild Token!”

A Level 1 guild holds 500 people, and a Level 3 guild holds 50,000—the difference isn’t just a few levels. No major power could just sit back and watch another faction acquire such a powerful token.

If it had been a Level 1 Guild Founding Token, it would’ve been manageable. By the time a few hundred members level it up to Level 2, other guilds would’ve also gotten wind of a second Guild Founding Token, and the gap wouldn’t have been too large.

This is a Level 3 Guild Founding Token. The sheer 50,000-member advantage could easily let a major faction stay permanently ahead of the game—nothing could stop their rise.

“250,000 gold coins!” someone quickly snapped back to their senses and called out a price.

“300,000 gold coins!”—the words had barely fallen before someone else bid.

Very quickly, the price soared to terrifying heights. Many people, red in the face and in a frenzy, were bidding wildly until the number hit one million gold coins—equivalent to 500 million Chinese yuan.

At this point, the bidding began to slow. Many people lacked the capital. Others just didn’t have the same net worth as some of the others, and wisely chose to become spectators.

“I bid 1.5 million gold coins!”

At this moment, the player “Chaoge Zhou Wang” suddenly stood up, raising the price by half again. 750 million yuan—this was almost the maximum amount he could mobilize.

He did this to intimidate the competition—otherwise, if the price kept rising little by little, he would have no edge at all.

Others around him clicked their tongues in awe. It wasn’t that they didn’t have that kind of money—but even in Safe Zones, one must pay exorbitant energy fees. No one could afford to gamble away their life savings.

A charming voice rang out—it was the beautiful guild leader, Phantom Dream Lichen.

This was also near her upper limit. Going higher would be too difficult. No matter how much her family supported her, there was no way they could invest so heavily in a Guild Founding Token this early.

Chaoge Zhou Wang gritted his teeth and sat down. Even though his family had just given him a one billion yuan subsidy yesterday, he couldn’t spend it all on this token. Even if he bid the full billion, winning the token was far from guaranteed. So he gave up.

The other players nearby were now simply watching the gods clash, not daring to interfere.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Phantom Dream Lichen’s heart was in her throat. She silently prayed no one else would place a bid.

But fate had other plans. Just as the host was about to start the three-count to finalize the bid, someone spoke up: “1.6 million gold coins!”

Upon hearing that, Phantom Dream Lichen let out a long sigh and leaned back in her chair.

The bidder was Qing Feng Bei Qi, his face solemn.

Most of the world’s wealthiest factions were here today. Getting the Guild Token was nearly impossible. Even as he placed this bid, he held little hope in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, someone raised a hand and said: “1.7 million!”

As the words fell, everyone stared at him, trying to recognize which faction he represented—but no one could. He was a complete stranger.

When another stranger bid such a high price, the crowd suddenly realized the truth.

These were likely agents for foreign guilds.

A Guild Founding Token of this magnitude? There was no way foreign guilds would let it slip away.

In reality, any major guild would plant such “agents” in strategic areas to help with procurement if they couldn’t personally attend.

In this era of global alliances, the word “traitor” or “turncoat” no longer applied to cross-border transactions like these. Instead, such people had a new name: agents.

However, deep in the hearts of national server players, there was still deep resentment and prejudice against many other national zones.

For example, China and Japan could never truly be friends. Some things are etched into memory across generations—an alliance cannot simply erase them.

So at this moment, many players were furious.

In their eyes, agents were no different from traitors.

If it weren’t for the “no-PvP” rule in the central city, those agents would have been hacked to bits long ago.

But these agents had undergone special training. They weren’t intimidated at all by the hostile atmosphere from the Chinese players. Completing their mission was their sole purpose.

“1.8 million gold coins! Any higher bids?”

The auction host, an elder, shouted.

The surrounding players calmed down slightly, forcing down their rage as they looked toward the well-known guild leaders on the floor. Whether the Guild Token stayed in China depended on them now.

“Someone bid, quick! This Guild Token must stay in China!”

“That’s right! We can’t let those foreign dogs do as they please on our turf!”

“I don’t care what it takes—this Guild Token cannot be sold to those trash from Korea!”

Spurred on by the crowd, the top Chinese guild representatives all fell into deep thought.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want the token.

But this price was already approaching one billion yuan—far beyond their budget.

Just as Chinese players were despairing—

The long-silent [Huaxia Junhun] suddenly declared, firmly and clearly: “2 million gold coins!”

A Jug of Muddy Wine glanced at him, then decisively gave up.

A player sighed: “The rumored [Huaxia Junhun], representing the China region, has finally made a move.”

It was as if the other major factions had reached an agreement—one by one, they fell silent.

Even the foreign agents stopped bidding.

The American representative frowned deeply. One billion yuan was his upper limit. He immediately relayed the update back to the US side and soon received a response: “Withdraw.”

The Russian rep had been playing around the whole time.

He had thought that five hundred million yuan would guarantee a win.

He never expected this to be a Level 3 token. Five hundred million wasn’t even close.

He had already started contacting his superiors.

At first, the reply was: “Hold and wait.”

But once [Huaxia Junhun] placed his bid, the response came instantly: “Withdraw.”

The Japanese rep sat there crying and laughing at the same time.

Originally, he thought he would have to commit seppuku* upon returning empty-handed.

But just moments ago, he received the order: “Withdraw from bidding.”

It felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell—cold sweat soaked his back.

For a moment, no one knew why—but everyone shut up.

The price of one billion yuan shouldn’t have scared them off.

But now, no one dared to raise it any further.

Not just the regular players watching the livestream, even the seasoned “big boss” players in the room were dumbfounded.

The entire venue fell into a terrifying silence.

Finally, with the auctioneer’s gavel striking down, the entire auction came to an end.

Final price for the Level 3 Guild Founding Token: 2 million gold coins (equivalent to 1 billion Chinese yuan)!