"I don't think he will agree to beco the next head of the clan," Aisha said, shaking her head with a sigh.
"And why do you think that? You'll never know unless you ask him. Or better yet, ask Lady Anna Grace—she might convince her son to take on the role," Jones replied, his voice calm yet filled with confidence.
After all, the chance to beco the head of one of the strongest clans on the entire continent was so tempting that people would kill for it. The Blank Clan's head commanded power so great that even kings bowed in respect. Jones was certain Yuan wouldn't refuse such an offer.
"You may be right. However, I think my nephew is different from most people," Aisha said with a soft smile. "Didn't you feel that pressure earlier? What do you think of it? Could my bastard father ever emit such a powerful aura?"
"I don't think so, Lady Aisha," Jones replied, shaking his head with a serious expression. He then gave a wry smile. "The current Clan Head doesn't even co close. Not just him, but even the other Clan Heads from the Ten Great Families pale in comparison."
"The pressure earlier was terrifying! I've never experienced anything like it… For a mont, I truly thought I was going to die," Jones muttered, his voice trembling as beads of sweat ford on his forehead.
The mory of that mont still shook him. He couldn't fully articulate the feeling—it was as if his very soul had been forced out of his body. Even recalling it now made his legs shake uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Aisha chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with pride. "He is extraordinary. Not just him, but the won beside him are just as remarkable… and equally terrifying," she remarked.
"I don't think he's soone who would accept becoming the next head of the clan," Aisha continued with a knowing smile. "I'm confident he'd refuse outright without even considering it." With that, she turned her attention back to the auction.
anwhile, the price of the Great Elven Potion had crossed the 100 million mark, leaving many wealthy spectators dumbfounded at how quickly the bids had escalated.
"109 million gold coins!" Heidi's voice echoed throughout the stadium, drawing all eyes toward her VIP room.
"110 million gold coins!" Denise from the Drake Family shouted from his VIP room, his tone filled with irritation as he placed his bid for the treasure.
Inside his room, Denise was still reeling from what he'd witnessed earlier: Yuan publicly humiliating Elias. The image of Yuan effortlessly defeating Elias and tossing him out of the room was etched in his mind.
'This guy… He seems to have so guts! No one would dare lay a hand on the Young Master of the Silver Family, knowing how dangerous they are,' Denise thought to himself, his gaze fixed on Yuan's VIP room.
However, his thoughts shifted as he realized sothing strange—his servant, Gordon, hadn't returned yet from VIP Room Number 1. Had sothing unexpected happened to him? Denise couldn't help but wonder about the possibility.
"Where could he have gone? He should have returned long ago, yet there's no sign of him…" Denise muttered under his breath, feeling a twinge of concern. Gordon was known for being ticulous and punctual.
After contemplating for a mont, Denise made a decision. This was highly unusual, and he couldn't ignore it any longer.
Tap! Tap!
Denise snapped his fingers, and within monts, his n entered the room and knelt on the ground, awaiting his orders.
"Go search for Gordon around the stadium. Find out where he is and bring him back here imdiately. Check every VIP and non-VIP room if necessary. I want him here in this room without delay," Denise commanded, his tone firm and laced with authority.
"As you wish, Young Master!" his n replied, bowing their heads before disappearing like phantoms. Their speed and efficiency left the ladies in the room slightly surprised.
Once his n had left, Denise leaned back against the sofa and redirected his focus to the auction, where the bidding war was intensifying.
"120 million!" Princess Livia's clear and commanding voice suddenly rang out, drawing everyone's attention to her VIP room.
At the center of the stadium, Teressa wore a surprised smile. She could hardly believe how quickly the price had escalated.
"125 million!" a random voice shouted, drawing attention to its source.
"130 million!" another voice bood, this ti from the section reserved for noble families.
"133 million!"
"135 million!"
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"145 million gold coins!" Heidi announced her bid, the magic lamp above her VIP room glowing brightly.
"150 million!" Elisha from the Silver Family countered, her lodious voice carrying throughout the stadium.
"170 million!"
Suddenly, Aisha's firm and authoritative voice resounded across the stadium as she placed her bid.
The public stirred with excitent, whispering among themselves. Aisha, who had been quiet in VIP Room Number 9 for most of the auction, had finally entered the fray. Her bold bid was as unexpected as it was shocking, drawing all eyes to her.
"190 million gold coins!" Heidi's firm voice rang out, resonating throughout the stadium and drawing countless eyes toward her VIP room. Read exclusive content at empire
The Vyker Clan, known for their expertise in poisons and potions, had built their empire on producing highly sought-after healing potions—the most profitable commodity in the world. For Heidi, this potion wasn't just a treasure; it was an opportunity.
She didn't intend to use it but to study it. By unraveling the potion's formula and ingredients, her clan could potentially replicate it. Mass-producing such an extraordinary potion—capable of healing soone on the brink of death—would catapult the Vyker Clan's wealth and influence to unparalleled heights.
"190 million, once!" Teressa began the countdown as the bidding quieted, the stadium falling into an expectant hush.
"190 million, twice…" she called out again, frowning slightly when no further bids were placed.
"And 190 million, thrice! The Grand Elven Potion now belongs to VIP Room Number 3! Congratulations!" Teressa concluded, her voice ringing with finality as she declared the winner.
Clap! Clap!
She clapped her hands, signaling the servants to prepare the next item. The Grand Elven Potion was carefully taken from its display to be delivered to VIP Room Number 3, while the new treasure was brought onto the stage.
When the box was opened, a chilling aura swept through the stadium, causing many in the audience to shiver involuntarily.
Inside the box lay a beautiful white lotus flower, glowing faintly as it emitted cold spiritual energy that seed to saturate the air around it.
"The next item on our list," Teressa began, her lodious voice reaching every corner of the stadium, "is this mysterious lotus flower. It was discovered in a deep cave within the snowy mountains of the north. While we don't fully understand why it glows or why the surrounding air grows cold, we do know that this is an incredibly rare and enigmatic treasure."
anwhile, inside his VIP room, Yuan was intently observing the lotus flower using his Divine Sense. To his astonishnt, the flower contained an enormous amount of spiritual energy—far more than he had anticipated.
'This treasure is remarkable… There's enough spiritual energy in this lotus flower to propel into the Spirit Lord Realm without much effort,' Yuan thought, his expression serious.
'I must have this. For my cultivation, this treasure is priceless.'
As he deliberated, Xi ili and Fang Xiaoyan suddenly stood up from the sofa and, without a word, plopped themselves onto his lap. Xi ili settled on his right leg, glaring daggers at Fang Xiaoyan, while Fang Xiaoyan perched smugly on his left leg, her expression practically oozing superiority.
'These two… They'll never change—always bickering like cats and dogs,' Yuan thought, shaking his head with a wry smile. Despite their antics, he wrapped his arms around their waists, pulling them close as he prepared to focus on the upcoming bidding.
"Hubby, you must get that treasure for us. It's a very rare and precious treasure, even in the Nine Heavens— the Lunar Ice Lotus," Xi ili said with a serious expression, completely ignoring Fang Xiaoyan's smug smile.
Her tone grew even more resolute as she continued, "Each petal of that flower contains enough energy for you to break through to the Spirit Lord Realm. And the sa applies to Sister Emma and the others—they could reach the peak of the Grandmaster Realm."
"I see… That makes it even more reasonable to purchase it," Anna Grace said, her eyes sparkling with excitent as a broad smile spread across her face.
"Indeed," Lily agreed, nodding with a smile. She could barely contain her anticipation at the thought of reaching the peak of the Spirit Grandmaster Realm.
Yuan sighed softly. "I want to buy this treasure for us. However, I only have a few thousand gold coins with right now. I'll have to borrow so from Valeria."
Valeria's smile widened as she leaned closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him passionately, and when their lips parted, she gazed into his eyes and said, "Don't worry. As your wife, this will be my gift to you, my husband."
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