Weapon seller in the world of magic

Flag of Huangdi

Status: sealed

Grade: Mythril

Range: 10 km

Effect 1: The user and his ally's rank will increase based on their ranks. No limit on the number.

Increase by 3: Those with cultivations lower than peak-3-circle.

Increase by 2: Those with cultivations between low-4-circle to peak-6-circle.

Increase by 1: Those with cultivations between low-7-circle to peak-8-circle

All stats increased to 9.9 if the cultivation was above low-9-circle.

No effect on those with rank above demigod.

Note: To qualify as an ally, the user should think of the target as an ally or one of his own. The non-living things and beasts are also qualified to enjoy this benefit.

Effect 2: Upon planting the flag at any place in the universe where the Heavenly Palace has the authority, the user could claim the land of its effective radius as one's own property. The user could create laws that apply to everyone who stays in the range. Note: The user isn't an exception for the laws he creates.

Effect 3: The user could use the aura of the Huangdi left inside the flag to invoke his spirit in the battle. Note: It has the strength of a peak-stage demigod and could be used only once. After that, the item's benefits will be gone.

Description: Also known as the flag of the ruler, The Flag of Huangdi, once wielded by the first emperor who conquered the entire world, is gifted by the Guardian deity, Yuqiang, as a congratulatory gift for becoming the first mortal demigod from his region.

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"System, I can break the seal, right?" Mark doesn't want to rejoice too much before confirming the usage.

Luckily for him, the seal didn't end up being something he could not handle.

*Ding! The seal is of Emperor Grade. The Seal breaker skill can break the seal placed on this object.

"Great. Now, I can celebrate." Mark didn't break the seal right away and merely handed it to Shen Ling, "Do you recognize this?" He asked.

Shen Ling took at the scarlet flag where a sphere resembling a planet was drawn in the center. A majestic gold dragon's tail was coiling around it as it was raising its head and looking at the sun and the moon.

Shen Ling went into a trance for some reason and kept staring at it until her arm was shaken by Song Yue, "Sister Ling."

"Ah, I'm sorry…" Coming back to reality, Shen Ling, who started sweating, handed it back to Mark quickly, "For a second, I felt like I have seen the illusion of this drawing. It felt like the dragon is…"

"Telling the heavens that the world belongs to it," Sylvandria finished the sentence for her, "isn't it?"

"Yes," Shen nodded while wiping off her sweat with a hanky. She added, "No doubt about it. This belonged to the Yellow Emperor of the legends."

"So, he is real?" Song Yue exclaimed in surprise, "I heard those five emperors are just a myth. After all, the story of magic started just 1800 years ago, and that too, by the Shang Dynasty's founder. Isn't it?"

"Historical manipulation," commented Shen Ling.

"Eh?" As Song Yue looked at her for an explanation, Mark explained, "A lot of history before the so-called pre-ether period was manipulated. There must have been a mutual understanding between the empires back then. It is why there were no proper records anywhere and only stories passed down as folklore were left. As for the five emperors, they were true. I have met the spirit of Emperor Shun in the dungeon. It is where I formed a contract with Baltrow. "

Mark didn't reveal much about the incident that occurred in the dungeon and neither did he reveal about the sword of light, but his statement so far is enough for his fiancée to believe that whatever she studied of the ancient history turned out to be false.

But then again, as a person who was always trying to understand with changes in her life, Song Yue didn't think too much about it and just accepted whatever Mark told her and moved on.

As for the others, Shen Ling was already aware of the historical manipulation and she didn't feel any strange that someone as extraordinary and mysterious as Mark had met the spirit of Emperor Shun. The remaining people were from another world and had no idea about the history. Hence, they didn't care about it much.

However, the presence of the divine grade item startled the true experts in the coliseum. Their faces were full of envy and admiration as they stared at VIP Box No. 8.

Even Xin Rui became flustered for a moment before she was reminded by the Auction House Master to continue with the auction.

She forcefully calmed herself and proceeded to take out the next item.

During the next eight hours, all of the platinum-grade items were auctioned. That's almost like one item every two minutes.

Surprisingly, not even one of them remained unsold. Even more surprising fact is that all of those items that no one showed interest in were purchased by just one person, the so-called foolish teenager, Yu Tiajin. He alone won 118 times, nearly 47 percent of all the items listed in the auction.

Never in the history of the auction has ever there been where there have been a sold out.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder why he wasting so much money. But then again, his father is so rich that 35 million gold coins wouldn't dent too much into his fortune anyway.

The spectators were so dazzled by his performance that they even forgot Mark's buyout from hours ago.

Of course, another reason was that Shen Ling bid a lot of times in the auction but only won once more. It is a platinum-grade set of Armor, which she bought for her father, costing her about 1.2 million gold coins.

While the spectators no longer placed attention on Mark or his companions, the experts in other VIP boxes and the spectator zone were always on the edge. They felt too stressed throughout the auction. It was also one of the reasons the items were auctioned too quickly as no one dared to engage in an intense bidding war.

Once stage one was over, the lunch break of 90 minutes was called. Xin Rui didn't forget to warn the bidders that the challenge round will start sharply at 4 p.m.

The Auction House took care of the lunch arrangements for the guests. In the VIP section downstairs, Mark and his companions joined the royal banquet.

However, owing to the traditions, once again, he had to get separated from his three fiancées, but he was still at ease considering the fact that Sylvandria was with Song Yue for protection.

As for the golden kitten and the manticore, both of them were currently put inside the pet inventory due to the Auction House's rules that strictly forbid the beasts inside the coliseum.

Mark, along with Eol, James, and Steve sat together at the assigned table. Qing Jie self-invited him to their table to look like he was part of the same group. Mark had business to talk with him. Hence, he didn't mind it.

As the servant assigned to them was introducing the menu available for the banquet, he was interrupted by a warrior who looked like a knight of the Empire, according to his golden-colored armor, a helmet in his left hand, and his graceful walking. "Excuse me…"

Mark turned his head aside to look at the knight, who then said, "Forgive me for the disturbance. Lord Rong wishes to invite you and Venerable beings to his table." While saying that, he took another look at the Supreme Beings who look like harmless teenagers without any air of an expert in one glance. The knight then shifted his attention to Mark and thought, "This guy is even stranger. I cannot even read him."

Mark forced him to come out of his analysis with a calm statement, "Tell your Lord Rong that I have an important guest at my table. So, it is not possible."

The Knight was taken aback at first and then looked at Qing Jie before giving him the bow of farewell, "I understand. I'll relay the message." He returned without trying to speak anymore.

*Slam*

"He declined my invitation over that exiled prince of Xiezhi and he even didn't bother to act modest? Such an arrogant fellow..." Rong Huang felt humiliated at first, but then as his advisor quickly reminded him that anyone would be as arrogant as the Emperor if they had three Supreme Beings as backing, the Lord of Reignar thought for a bit and said, "Gu Yong, this time, you go and make a personal visit to Lord Qing's table and give him the invitation."

"Milord…"

As the advisor left, Rong Huang glanced in the direction of Mark and let out a smirk, "Fine then, if you can't pay the consequences of humiliating me, then, your dear guest will pay for it."