Lord Of Leveling Up: Transmigrated Into A Game-Chapter 294: Wait here!

They had offended the Cold Sea Sect.

If by chance Lord Van Dross was hanging around the Capital City, they would all be slaughtered the moment they left the royal palace.

Everyone became startled by that.

Lilith and Arianna grabbed Brenda and ran off quickly.

"New clothes that just came on the market!"

"Jewellery from the elf race!"

"Wow, so many candied haws!"

Those three girls ran to the main streets as they had just been released from prison. The words Maxwell had said half an hour prior were already forgotten by them.

Constantine was having a hard time following them.

"Eh?"

"This is a century-old restaurant! Blindman Dale, hurry up! How about we head in for a drink?"

Blindman Dale put away his Banjo and revealed his yellow-stained teeth with a smile. "Right up my alley! Hahaha, today I will definitely get you drunk."

"Just based on you? Don’t you know that I won’t get drunk even after a thousand cups?" Constantine stepped into the restaurant and immediately shouted: "Shopkeeper! Quickly bring out ten jugs of your finest wine for me! Quickly! My wine bug is completely hooked by this wonderful scent!"

Maxwell became dumbfounded...

Because Godfrey had disappeared from his spot at an unknown time as well.

He had already reached a shop that sold upgraded weapons. Maxwell couldn’t understand why Godfrey still had to browse through upgrade weapon shops when his own Hulk Sword was a weapon that was listed in the top rankings of divine weapons within the world.

Adam was walking next to Maxwell and said with a smile: "Just let them enjoy themselves. Don’t worry about their safety issue because I’ve already made preparations. I will take good care of them and you can go run your own errands."

Adam was quite thorough when he took care of matters.

He had prepared everything early on.

Even if he didn’t have people secretly protecting Maxwell and company, Arthur would’ve made his own arrangements.

After all...

No one knows whether all the people of the Cold Sea Sect have left the Capital City or not. If by chance a death assassin pops out of nowhere, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

Maxwell smiled and said: "Thank you, Ninth brother."

Adam replied: "Why are you being so polite with me? You are my future brother-in-law."

Maxwell smiled and didn’t say anything more. He continued walking down the street towards the tallest and most luxurious-looking building.

The Great Alliance!

This was their branch in the Capital City.

The place was designated to receive any work related to the alliance, as well as taking in auction items and ticket sales to the event.

A lot of people were queuing up here.

Many people were paying attention to the Great Alliance’s auction this time. Apart from the variety of upgrade weapons, upgrade armour, and some powerful medicinal pills, people were mostly anticipating the appearance of a fur-tailed race woman.

Pertaining to the news of a fur-tailed race woman, people had only heard about it but no one had actually seen her yet. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

How beautiful was she? Was she really as seductive as mentioned in the legends? Could her charming eyes really cause one to never forget from a single glance? Only after spending a night with her will a man really understand what heaven truly is?

These were all things recorded in history books.

Not many people knew if this was true or not.

Not many people have slept with a fur-tailed race woman either. Many times those legends were hyped up or just plainly made up.

Maxwell stepped through the entrance and saw a large group of people competing to buy tickets.

"Give me ten of them! Ten..."

"I’m sorry, but each person can only purchase one."

"I have nothing but money! Isn’t it just 10,000 gold per ticket? I’ll pay 200,000 so give me ten!"

"This customer, the rule was passed down from up top. Each person may only purchase one. I’m really sorry but I cannot satisfy your request."

"The Great Alliance is so awesome huh? So amazing huh? They don’t even care about earning more money huh? You damn dog bastards; I shall smash your face with money! So 200,000 isn’t enough? How about 300,000? Or how about 400,000?"

A single ticket to the auction was 10,000 gold. This...

They’re earning way too much money!

The Great Alliance’s auction house can fit ten thousand people, so how much profit are they making?

Now that’s a wealthy organisation.

This world was a playground for the rich. Just ticket sales alone would earn the alliance over 100 million! Maxwell then started swearing internally as he saw that the nouveau riche guy continuously pulled out gold banknotes from his spatial ring and slapped the girl’s face with them.

The girl didn’t retaliate and maintained her smile. Now that was an ideal model of professionalism!

Maxwell couldn’t watch any longer and just when he was about to stop the guy...

Suddenly...

A middle-aged man came out of another room.

Without waiting for the guy to respond, a single leg struck out. It was a fierce kick that directly sent the nouveau riche flying outside.

The middle-aged man didn’t even look at the guy and coldly harrumphed: "Causing trouble at the Great Alliance? You’re practically courting death!"

Immediately after...

He turned around and went back inside, exhibiting his domineering stance in a complete mess.

The cultivation level of the middle-aged man was not below Maxwell’s. Maxwell then said internally with surprise: "It looks like the Great Alliance is indeed quite awesome. Just a random bouncer of theirs is at the King rank."

The middle-aged man glanced at Maxwell and casually said: "Go queue up if you want to buy an entrance ticket."

Maxwell replied: "I’m not here for tickets. I wish to put some items up for auction so do you know who I should look for?"

The middle-aged man was a bit surprised by that. When he looked at Maxwell’s clothing, Maxwell didn’t seem to be a wealthy individual and kind of looked like a village bumpkin. He was thinking someone like Maxwell wouldn’t have anything good to be auctioned off but he didn’t reveal that on his face. He then said: "We don’t auction upgrade equipment below the spirit grade, we don’t auction medicinal pills below the spirit grade, we don’t auction spiritual herbs below the ninth grade... and we don’t auction any miscellaneous items that aren’t stage worthy."

The middle-aged man said a whole bunch of things all at once.

Maxwell listened to it intently and said: "My items meet the requirement."

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man was faintly surprised. Since this was the case, he couldn’t have Maxwell bring the items out right here so he said: "Follow me then."

The two of them went to the rear courtyard.

The middle-aged man called out respectfully to a room: "Steward, someone has brought an item to be auctioned so it needs your appraisal."

A person came out of the room.

This person was about fifty years of age and looked no different than your average elderly person. He first looked at the middle-aged man and said: "I understand. You may go back to your tasks."

Immediately after...

The old man walked up to Maxwell and revealed a professional smile. "Does this little brother have something he wishes to auction off?"

Maxwell didn’t bother speaking nonsense and directly handed over a Profound Burst Pill.

The old man looked at the medicinal pill and wasn’t too surprised since the Profound Burst Pill to him wasn’t a precious medicinal pill at all. He then said: "Just this medicinal pill?"

Maxwell nodded and said: "En!"

The old man faintly smiled and said: "This Profound Burst Pill isn’t bad, but every item in our auction this time are supreme treasure. I’m afraid this Profound Burst Pill cannot be qualified to get on stage."

The old man said plainly.

Maxwell smiled and said: "It isn’t a normal Profound Burst Pill. The cultivation rank restriction for it is for experts below the Saint rank, and there are no longer any side effects."

The old man frowned as he sent out his senses.

His expression drastically changed as shock filled his heart. His voice started shaking as he said: "You, you, you wait here. I need to call the Manager out..."