The auction continued in full swing. The bidding for the Elixir, which had started fiercely, had gradually slowed. The price was simply too high, having now reached 160,000 Spirit Stones.
"Are there any other friends willing to raise the bid? If not, then this Fourth Grade Healing Elixir will belong to our friend, number one hundred sixty-nine, in the main hall!" the middle-aged man announced loudly to the crowd.
This was the most critical mont. Anyone who still wanted the Fourth Grade Elixir had to bid now or lose their chance. Beads of sweat even appeared on so people's foreheads.
After a mont, no one had raised the price. Everyone assud that number one hundred sixty-nine had secured the Fourth Grade Elixir. But just as the middle-aged man was about to say the word "sold," a new number appeared on the large screen.
170,000 Spirit Stones. At the last second, soone had raised the bid by 10,000 Spirit Stones. This was a clear sign of soone determined to win, and it made everyone feel the show wasn't over yet.
"A friend has bid 170,000 Spirit Stones! Are there any higher bids?" the middle-aged man roared. This was the perfect mont to stoke the fires of competition. He had to make the atmosphere tense; it was the most fundantal trick of his trade.
The man who had bid 160,000 thought no one else was going to compete with him. Although spending 160,000 Spirit Stones on eight Fourth Grade Healing Elixirs was a bit expensive, he felt it was worth it. At least he had battled through all the other bidders to beco the final victor.
But now, soone was suddenly challenging him. This was a blatant provocation! As the saying goes, a tree needs its bark and a man needs his pride. If he didn't win this Elixir now, he would be utterly humiliated.
"I bid 180,000!" number one hundred sixty-nine shouted. This ti, he didn't even use the Crystal Stone in his hand to display the number, a clear sign of his agitation.
All eyes turned to him. 'This guy is really dead set on this,' they thought. The more he cared, the higher the price he would end up paying.
"Excellent! The previous bidder has raised the price to 180,000! Any other friends willing to go higher?" the middle-aged man said. For this Elixir to reach 180,000 was already far beyond its actual value. Typically, 120,000 or 130,000 Spirit Stones would have been plenty.
For a long while, no one else bid. The person who had raised it to 170,000 made no further move. Everyone assud he had given up and that the Fourth Grade Elixir now belonged to number one hundred sixty-nine.
But unexpectedly, just as the middle-aged man was about to declare it sold, the bidder who had offered 170,000 jumped the price directly to 200,000 Spirit Stones. Clearly, he was also determined to win this Elixir.
"Heh, this is slightly amusing," a handso youth said from within a VIP room. "To think people from two minor families would fight to the death over a few Fourth Grade Elixirs. What a waste of my ti!"
Standing beside the youth was a middle-aged man. A closer look would reveal that this man's cultivation had reached the Five Veins Realm. anwhile, a young woman sat on the youth's lap—one of the auction house's maidservants, of course.
The maidservant's clothes were nearly all gone, leaving only the barest essentials to cover her most private areas.
"Young Master Ouyang, you're teasing. How could they possibly compare to you? There's nothing exciting going on out there, so why not let serve you properly?" the maidservant cooed, her snake-like waist writhing against the youth's body.
"Fine! Since you're so eager, I'll indulge you," the youth said. "I hope you can satisfy . If you do, taking you to the Imperial City will be an easy matter. But if you fail to please , don't bla for it. I have no interest in keeping a woman around who can't even properly serve a man."
What happened next goes without saying. There's no point in describing it further. It rely left the middle-aged man standing off to the side feeling thoroughly frustrated.
The auction continued. In the end, the Fourth Grade Elixir was sold for the astronomical price of 240,000 Spirit Stones. The winner was the sa person who had jumped the bid to 200,000. Number one hundred sixty-nine was so furious he wanted to dig up the man's ancestral graves.
"Ye Tian, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Xinlan asked, frowning slightly as she looked at him. "You look so serious. Is sothing on your mind?"
"It's nothing," Ye Tian said with a helpless sigh. "I was just trying to use my Divine Sense to check on the other VIP rooms, but I found I couldn't see a thing. They're protected by so kind of invisible barrier. My Divine Sense was repelled the mont it made contact."
"You may not be aware, Young Master, but these VIP rooms are designed to keep the identities of our guests completely confidential. The rooms themselves are also exceptionally well-fortified. Even a full-powered strike from a Five Vein Powerhouse wouldn't cause the slightest bit of damage. To ensure the safety of our guests, they are protected by a special, invisible Energy Barrier.
"The barrier's primary function is to block others from probing with their Divine Sense," Xu Chun explained. "Otherwise, if anyone could just scan the rooms, our guests' identities would be exposed, and the items they purchase could easily fall into the wrong hands."
"I see. So these VIP rooms really are quite impressive," Ye Tian said with a laugh. "Is there any food and wine available? Wouldn't it be much more enjoyable to have a few drinks while we watch the auction?"
"We've already prepared everything for the three of you, Young Master," Xu Chun said. "You only need to ask, and a delicious al will appear. Furthermore, all the dishes are prepared by the finest chefs in Linxiao City." With that, she waved her hand over the round table, and several exquisite dishes magically materialized on its surface.
"Young Master, Miss, please enjoy your al," Xu Chun said. "If you see an item you're interested in, just let know. I will handle all the bidding for you."
Ye Tian and his companions didn't stand on ceremony. It was wonderful to be able to enjoy such a delicious al right in their room—truly the treatnt one would expect from a VIP suite.
Before they knew it, they had finished two pots of wine, and several hours had passed. Ye Tian's group hadn't bid on a single item. anwhile, from the main hall below, fierce argunts would occasionally erupt, with so bidders even making vicious threats to take a rival's life after the auction concluded.
Gradually, the first day of the auction began to draw to a close. The middle-aged man on the auction stage announced, "As you all know, the last two items of each day are our grand finales. While they might not be as spectacular as what's reserved for the final day, they are still quite remarkable. I hope today's finale items do not disappoint!"
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