You said it was a useless body, yet you punched a saint to pieces?

In another private room, Wu Dongqing stared intently at the jade talisman in the female host's hand, his eyes burning with fervor.

Several disciples from the Jixia Academy behind him were also whispering among themselves: "Senior brother, this thing does look familiar."

"When the major religions joined forces to open that ancient site a few years ago, they did unearth several artifacts of a similar style."

"Although no one has figured out its specific purpose yet, the material and aura are undeniable, and it is definitely worth taking back and studying it carefully."

Meanwhile, in the most prestigious VIP box, the "Heavenly" tier.

Ji Xuankong casually examined the object called the Fish-Dragon Talisman through the one-way crystal wall, and said to Old Liu behind him without turning his head:

"If I remember correctly, a total of three such jade talismans were unearthed at that site."

"One fell into the imperial treasury of my Great Zhou, one was in the hands of this Treasure Pavilion, and the last one was snatched away by that old devil Xuehetian."

He picked up his teacup, gently blew away the foam, and said with a hint of disdain, "A single one is just an ornament, worthless."

"Back then, our ancestor even personally borrowed this from the Treasure Pavilion and contacted the Blood River Heaven through special channels. The three forces came together and exhausted all means, but in the end, they still couldn't figure it out."

"This thing is nothing more than a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away."

Old Liu bowed deeply, a strange smile creeping across his wrinkled face: "Your Highness is wise."

"However, the opportunities in this world are always mysterious. Perhaps we only need to meet the destined person to make a difference."

Just then, the sound of bidding below broke the silence.

"One million and one thousand!"

Wu Dongqing stood up abruptly, opened the window of the private room, and let his voice carry throughout the room.

He surveyed his surroundings, a hint of arrogance on his face, and declared loudly:

"I am Wu Dongqing from the Jixia Academy! Fellow Daoists, this jade talisman is obscure and difficult to understand; it's nothing more than an ornament for you all."

"How about we give Wu some face and let him take it back to the academy to study it? If he gains any insights in the future, he will certainly share them with you all!"

Although these words were spoken in a grand and dignified manner, the underlying sense of using power to intimidate others could not be concealed.

There were originally a few rogue cultivators and disciples of major sects in the arena who were ready to bid, but when they heard that he was from Jixia Academy and saw how tough he was, they could only shut their mouths in resentment, even though they were unwilling.

Offending the Jixia Academy for a stone of unknown use is clearly not worth it.

The glamorous female host on stage almost lost her smile, and in her heart she cursed Wu Dongqing's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"That damn nerd, what's he pretending to be all high and mighty for? With that shout, something that could have been worth millions is now going to rot in his hands for a million one hundred and one thousand."

"One million and one hundred thousand once, is there any other distinguished guest...?"

The female host steeled herself and raised the gavel, her hopeful gaze sweeping across the room as she made a final attempt to salvage the situation.

"Wu Dongqing, your face is bigger than a city wall. What kind of face is so valuable that it's worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones?"

A lazy, slightly mocking voice drifted out from a private room on the second floor without warning, precisely reaching everyone's ears.

Wang Dao leaned against the window, toying with a spirit fruit in his hand. He casually raised one hand and waved two fingers:

"One million two hundred thousand, this young master also wants to take it back and crack some walnuts for fun."

"The Seventh Young Master has offered 1.02 million low-grade spirit stones!"

The host on stage's eyes lit up instantly, his voice sharp and excited:

"Distinguished student of Jixia Academy, would you like to raise your bid? This opportunity is fleeting!"

Wang Dao's lips twitched slightly. This woman was far too impatient.

"Oh, Seventh Young Master is so wealthy and powerful, he overpowered the top student of Jixia Academy with just one move." Ji Mingyue chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "I think that female host is practically itching to throw herself into Seventh Young Master's arms."

Wang Qingyue chuckled softly, her eyes filled with amusement, while Wang Dao remained serious, indicating that he had no such intention.

Wu Dongqing's face instantly turned ashen. In the territory of Zhenbei Royal City, the Zhenbei Royal Palace was the heaven, and the Zhenbei King was the god.

No matter how powerful the Jixia Academy is, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. If they just back down like this, where will Wu Dongqing put his face?

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and forced a bow towards the private room where Wang Dao was:

"Seventh Young Master, it's not that I'm ungrateful."

"My master has been studying this jade talisman for a long time and has been longing for an opportunity to understand its secrets."

"I hope that the Seventh Young Master will be so kind as to grant me this item. I, Wu, will certainly remember this kindness."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice tinged with amusement:

"Oh? What a coincidence, Brother Wu. I also want to study this jade talisman."

"Since Brother Wu also thinks this is worth studying, why can't you reluctantly part with it and give this opportunity to me?"

A strong smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air. Wu Dongqing brought up his master to intimidate Wang Dao, but Wang Dao didn't buy it at all.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that this was no longer a simple bidding war, but a contest between the seventh young master of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion and the disciples of the Jixia Academy.

Many cultivators, who loved watching the excitement, held their breath and prepared to see a good show.

"You probably don't know, but just now outside the Treasure Pavilion, Wu Dongqing offended this Seventh Young Master."

"Yes! It seems that Seventh Young Master is unwilling to suffer any loss. It's also Wu Dongqing's fault for looking down on people and daring to show off his power in front of Seventh Young Master."

Wu Dongqing clenched his fists, his eyes almost spitting fire, but he managed to suppress his anger.

He knew that if he clashed with Wang Dao in this Treasure Pavilion today, even with his background at the Jixia Academy, he would not come out on top.

He abruptly flicked his sleeve, his voice sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Since Seventh Young Master likes it so much, then I will not compete with you! I hope that Seventh Young Master can truly become the destined one for this jade talisman!"

"Bang!"

He slammed his fist heavily on the table in the private room, making a dull thud. Several disciples from the Jixia Academy inside the room, seeing this, quickly stepped forward to advise him:

"Senior Brother Wu, please calm down! Don't act impulsively!"

"This is outrageous! Wang Dao, I, Wu Dongqing, will repay this humiliation you have suffered a hundredfold sooner or later, and I will tear you to pieces!"

Wu Dongqing lowered his voice and cursed through gritted teeth.

Wang Dao, however, acted as if nothing had happened. His smile grew even brighter. He cupped his hands in the direction of Wu Dongqing's private room and laughed loudly:

"As expected of a top student of the Jixia Academy, you are indeed humble, disciplined, and deeply understand righteousness! Thank you for your kind offer, Brother Wu!"

When the host on stage saw that Wu Dongqing had really given up, a hint of undisguised disappointment flashed in his eyes.

She took a deep breath, her professional smile returning to her face, and asked loudly:

"One million two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones! Any higher bids? If not, this mysterious fish-dragon jade talisman will belong to the Seventh Young Master!"

Meanwhile, in another private room, the VIP room.

Seeing Wang Dao's smug expression, Wang Long couldn't help but whisper, "Brother, this Wang Dao is too arrogant! Is that broken jade talisman really that miraculous? Are we really not going to raise the price?"

"Shut up!"

Wang Ming abruptly turned his head, his sharp gaze like a knife scraping across Wang Long's face, and angrily rebuked:

"Do you want others to laugh at my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion? Do you want outsiders to know that there's discord within my manor? Are you courting death?!"