Treasure Auction

"Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!"

Cale frowned slightly after seeing that it was Delfino who was calling him. 'What does that fatso want from me.' Cale answered the call and he heard Delfino's excited voice. 

"Wolf King, how are you today?"

"Hello, Mr. Delfino. I'm good, just a bit busy recently." Cale answered impassively and waited for Delfino to say his aim for calling him.

"That's great! Anyway, Wolf King, there will be an auction in Paris, France. And there could be ancient relics as well. I called you because I remembered you mentioning that you collect treasures as a hobby." Delfino excitedly said. Delfino himself was also a treasure collector, so after hearing that there will be a treasure auction in Paris, he became really excited.

"Yes sure. When will the auction begin? And do I need an invitation letter for this?" Cale asked in the same tone of voice as if he was not excited about a treasure auction. But he was inwardly praising and thanking Delfino. His one hundred billion Black Coins would not last for long with his current expenditure during his training. So this treasure auction was a great opportunity to increase his Black Coins. 

"The auction will begin in five days' time and I plan to go there by tomorrow or the next day. As for the invitation letter, the Auction House told me that the people from the Tyrannical Tower do not need an invitation letter." Delfino replied. He was a bit disappointed by Wolf King's detachedness. 'Can you at least show a bit of excitement'

"Oh okay, thanks for the information. Bye, Mr. Delfino." 

Delfino glanced at his phone a bit speechlessly. "Can you at least hold on for a moment? I haven't even told you the exact place and time for the auction. Well, that's not my problem anymore."

***

Inside the Tyrannical Tower.

Cale smirked as he kept his phone inside his pocket. 'Delfino, you are truly my lucky star. Don't worry, when the demi-humans attack, I won't let you die.'

"Treasure Auction eh? This time it's Cale's turn to the surface while Wolf King hides behind the shadows. I might even find some rats to accompany me in my boredom." Cale's smirk became even more evil and wicked that made Atlas who was beside him to swallow a mouthful of saliva. 'Only idiots will provoke his lordship. And if there are any, then they must be tired of living.' 

Nocturna, on the other hand, smiled sweetly as she glanced at the handsome and mysterious side profile of Cale.

"Nocturna, Atlas, both of you will come with me to France. I need a lot of treasures to fulfill my quest of destroying those demi-humans. Atlas, the auction might even be your debut." Cale laughed lightly, making Atlas' body to turn cold. 

***

Inside the Tower's arena.

"Master, what are the strength levels after the S-Class level? I have been curious all this time because I heard that there were some people who exceeded S-Class." Situ Qinfeng glanced at the middle-aged Demetrio with curiosity.

Demetrio was surprised, but his expression did not change one bit. He then glanced at his students, young and old. All of them were staring curiously at him, waiting for him to answer the question that has been bugging them for a while. Especially after training inside the Tyrannical Tower, they realized how weak they were.

There were more than hundreds of fighters inside the Tower including the men wearing black tuxedos who maintain the safety of the Tower. The weakest fighter inside the Tower is at least an A-Class level martial arts practitioner. And according to their elders, there were even some fighters who exceeded the S-Class level inside the Tower. 

"Everyone has the talent to reach S-Class level in strength, but most people squandered their potentials by destroying their bodies and by neglecting their training. Some people started their training earlier than the others, thus making them ahead by a great margin. Some people started late, which stagnated their potentials. Everyone here has the potential to reach the S-Class level, but reaching above S-Class level needs something that we call as Origin Breakthrough."

The Tower's disciples, young and old listened attentively to Demetrio's word. Their expressions kept on changing from time to time as Demetrio continued to explain.

"From the E-Class to S-Class level, what was being strengthened was merely our physical bodies. But upon achieving Origin Breakthrough, our origin essence will slowly strengthen our souls. And this is when you will achieve the King-Class level. Your souls will be purified and strengthened as the origin essence inside your body increases. And there were even some talented individuals in the King-Class level who can control their origin essence to go out of their bodies. Let me show you..." Demetrio pulled out a short sword out of his sleeves. He then unsheathed the sword slowly, while the disciples looked on with bewildered expressions. 

Demetrio then threw the sword above him, causing the disciples in front to take a step back unconsciously. When the sword's tip was about to touch the ground, it suddenly stopped moving as if time had been paused. They then saw the sword slowly float in midair, giving rise to a series of shocked exclamations from the disciples.

"The sword is floating? Is this magic?"

"Woah! So this is the strength of a King-Class level fighter? How strong! With their origin essence, they can even make an object float!"

"Master, can we incorporate this technique into our attacks?" Situ Qinfeng asked again. If this can be practiced and used as an attack, then it would be a very dangerous skill. Many fighters will be caught unprepared and will be defeated in an instant.

"Of course you can. But remember only talented King-Class level fighters can control their origin essence to this degree. Even in the entire Tower, there are less than ten people who can control their origin essence up to this level." Demetrio was a bit proud when he said that, and a slight smirk can be seen on his face.

Until he suddenly heard a cute voice travel on the arena. "Master, how about Wolf King. How strong is he?"