Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

Su Xing thought to himself.

...

The auction lasted for a full three days.

Su Xing auctioned off a total of five billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder, promising delivery within a hundred years.

The five billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder brought Su Xing tens of thousands of pounds of Flesh Essence, worth over six billion Origin Energy Sources in total!

About two hundred Foreign Race Deities participating in the auction successfully placed bids.

Originally, Su Xing thought the price would be higher; for five billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder, it should fetch seven or eight billion Origin Energy Sources.

But the Foreign Race Deities attending the auction were all shrewd, knowing better than to blindly inflate the price.

Following this trend, each Foreign Race Deity could at least bid for over a million Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder.

Therefore, in the last two days, the price of Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder wasn't high.

Under such circumstances, Su Xing promptly called off the auction.

"Ahem! Fellow compatriots!"

"I just received news... Many compatriots want to join the auction but are stuck in war and cannot come..."

"Therefore, I have decided to postpone the auction. Within the next year, there will be three more sessions to auction off the remaining five billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder."

"After these three, no more auctions will be held!"

"After all, within a century... the most I can cultivate is ten billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder..."

Su Xing said calmly, looking as if he was considering the situation for the Foreign Race.

Once the deities below heard this, they quickly understood Su Xing's implied meaning.

This is — hunger marketing!

Since every Foreign Race Deity present could bid, there was a lack of competition.

He decided to postpone the auction and only let a small group of deities get their hands on it.

As soon as competition appears, the price could go up by at least thirty to forty percent!

As expected, once Su Xing made this statement, the deities below immediately had their complaints.

"Come on! Lord Inferior Demon... I haven't even managed to bid yet! Can't you sell a little more?"

"Yeah! I just took on a mission to invade a Middle Thousand World... I need at least five million Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder! How can the auction be stopped like this?"

"Damn it! I should have bid for more earlier..."

Seeing that the Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder was no longer up for auction, the Foreign Race Deities below felt a pang of regret.

Though strong, the Foreign Race clearly couldn't fully see through Su Xing's "tricks".

They only regretted not bidding for more earlier.

However, in the face of the Foreign Race Deities' desperate pleas, Su Xing did not waver, merely saying:

"The first auction is hereby concluded!"

"Those who managed to buy Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder... Please come to me later, give me the Flesh Essence, and I will give you a mark!"

"With this mark, when the century is up, you can come to the Void Realm to collect your Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder..."

Upon hearing this, the deities who had won bids for the Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder felt a rush of joy.

Paying "in full" for the Flesh Essence in advance, but the "goods" — the Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder, would only be received a hundred years later.

Such a thing would be impossible in the Human Race's commercial world.

But the Foreign Race doesn't have such convolutions, and Su Xing's reputation as the "Inferior Demon Lord" was very high, so naturally, these deities were willing to do so.

Of course, more importantly...

A hundred years, for these deities, is just a "nap" in their endless lifetimes.

It's like buying something on Blue Star, paying in advance, and having it shipped three days later—nothing improper about it.

Su Xing looked at the deities below with varying expressions, smiling.

After this auction, the reputation of Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder would surely be even more prestigious.

The subsequent auctions would be even more intense!

Meanwhile...

In a certain alternate space above the Void Realm.

A large shadowy figure opened its gaping mouth, incessantly chewing on a black orb, with a hint of confusion in its eyes, saying:

"Greed, don't you think what the Inferior Demon Lord is doing is a bit odd?"

"The breeding of Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder is a matter for key figures within the clan, so why auction it directly? Isn't this... somewhat against the rules?"

The Gluttonous Dragon Lord was eating peculiar food while observing the scene of the Void Realm auction on a screen before him.

With his wisdom, he could tell that what Su Xing was doing was somewhat bizarre, but couldn't pinpoint exactly what was strange about it?

Beside him, representing the "Greed" of the Seven Deadly Sins, the Tunar Main God, was a rare deity among the Foreign Race, possessing exceptionally high intelligence.

At this moment, he peered through the screen, observing the scene of the auction below, thoughtfully saying: Chapter provided via M|V|L@EMPYR.

"The Inferior Demon Lord... is he truly this wise?"

The Tunar Main God naturally saw through the reason Su Xing held the auction and understood Su Xing's "hunger marketing" tactic.

But as a lofty Main God, a powerful being codenamed 'Seven Deadly Sins', the Tunar Main God didn't care.

"Hehe... A newly promoted First-level Deity, the foundation is still too shallow!"

"He is naturally auctioning off tribesmen this way to acquire Flesh Essence!"

"After all, with enough Flesh Essence, he can grow faster and even make the Inferior Demon Clan more powerful..."

Tunar Main God quickly calculated, ten billion Inferior Demon Cannon Fodder, if all auctioned off, would result in hundreds of thousands of pounds of True Divine Flesh Essence...

"For those deities, it's indeed an enormous fortune... but for us, it's still too little..."

The Tunar Main God casually looked at the Gluttonous Dragon Main God beside him, saying:

"With your daily need for a large amount of 'origin', which among them isn't worth tens of thousands of pounds of True God Flesh Essence?"