Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

"110,000"

"150,000!"

"180,000!"

The Peiyuan Pill has a wider audience, and many cultivators who have been stuck at the peak of the Innate Realm for many years suddenly perked up, and the bidding became even more intense than before.

Ultimately, the Qi-Nourishing Pill was acquired by the Lin family, a local master family in Qingzhou, for 390,000 low-grade spirit stones.

The Lin family representative clenched his fist excitedly. This pill was enough to give the family another grandmaster, greatly increasing their strength.

"It seems everyone is very enthusiastic about treasures that can improve cultivation."

Hongxiu chuckled and teased, then said seriously,

"The third item up for auction is also a pill that can enhance cultivation—the 'Gathering Yuan Pill'."

The tray was changed again, and the pills in the jade bottle were pale gold in color, with a fragrance several times stronger than that of the Peiyuan Pill, and faint spiritual energy fluctuations were leaking out.

"Gathering Yuan Pill, a top-grade fourth-rank pill, can help peak Grandmaster cultivators break through to the Great Grandmaster realm, and it also has a remarkable effect on stabilizing one's realm."

Hongxiu's voice carried a hint of seduction, "Starting bid: 200,000 low-grade spirit stones, with each bid increment not less than 5,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

This time, the bidding was noticeably more subdued, mostly coming from the powerful figures within the private rooms. Grandmasters were already formidable experts, and the value of a Gathering Yuan Pill far surpassed that of a Nourishing Yuan Pill.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" A steady voice came from the Xuan-character private room on the seventh floor. It was the representative of the Beiming family, one of the four great families.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than another voice came from a private room in the Xuan family's VIP box: "Three hundred and seventy thousand."

"Four hundred thousand!" The representative of the Beiming family raised the price without hesitation.

"Four hundred and ten thousand!" Another voice came from the Xuan-class private room.

The hall fell silent instantly.

After several rounds of back and forth, the Beiming family finally acquired the Gathering Yuan Pill for 450,000 low-grade spirit stones.

This Gathering Yuan Pill was clearly prepared for the core members of the Beiming family.

The three lots were sold in succession, and the atmosphere in the room became increasingly heated.

Hongxiu looked at the eager crowd below the stage, her smile growing even brighter:

"So our warm-up is over."

"The following items will be even more exciting. Are you ready, distinguished guests?"

As Hongxiu finished speaking, all eyes in the room were instantly drawn to the charm she deliberately displayed.

Many cultivators began to breathe heavily, and their low murmurs were tinged with a sense of restlessness.

"That woman is truly a bewitching enchantress..."

"I really want to execute her on the spot and torture her for seven days and seven nights."

"Keep your voice down! Can't you see the Celestial Realm experts from the auction house are watching? Are you out of your mind?"

"Hehe, it can't hurt to look and think about it, right..."

Hongxiu seemed not to hear these discussions, her smile undiminished, and she raised her hand to signal the waiter to bring out the fourth item for auction.

The black cloth on the tray was lifted, revealing a yellowed ancient book. The three large characters "Dragon-Capturing Hand" on the cover were powerful and vigorous, faintly exuding the might of a dragon.

"Earth-rank martial art, Dragon-Capturing Hand."

Hongxiu's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

"When this skill is mastered, one can grasp objects from a distance, shake a giant dragon, and it also has the effect of tempering the strength of the physical body."

"Starting bid: one million low-grade spirit stones; each bid must be at least one hundred thousand."

As soon as the price was announced, bidding erupted from the private rooms on the eighth floor, where the Dongfang family was located.

Li Xuanfeng's voice carried a hint of urgency. Although the Dongfang family had its own family secrets, Earth-rank martial arts techniques were still rare treasures that were hard to come by.

"One million two hundred thousand!" came the reply from another private room.

"One million five hundred thousand!" Dongfang Wen directly raised the price by three hundred thousand, his tone carrying an unquestionable force.

After several rounds of bidding, the Dongfang family finally acquired the "Dragon-Capturing Hand" for 2.1 million low-grade spirit stones.

Time passed slowly, and one item after another was sold—

There is a rare refining material called "Star Iron", a water-repelling "Mystic Tortoise Shell", and a jade slip containing an ancient formation.

The atmosphere inside the arena grew increasingly heated, and the competition between the major powers gradually revealed its strength.

The occasional malicious bidding eventually subsided quietly under Wei Lao's deep and thoughtful gaze.

Everyone knows that causing trouble on Linglong Chamber of Commerce's territory is tantamount to courting death.

Ye Junlin initially glanced at it occasionally, but later he simply closed his eyes to rest.

Di Yun and Linghu Chong simply stood by, showing little interest in the auction items.

For them, these things are far from being considered "precious".

After an unknown amount of time, Hongxiu's clear voice rang out again, carrying a deliberately crafted air of mystery:

"The items to be auctioned next have remarkable effects on strengthening the body and nourishing the blood and qi."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the entire room, and said, word by word, "It is—the Netherworld Flower!"

As she spoke, a waiter carefully carried a crystal dome onto the stage.

Inside the enclosure, a dark purple flower bloomed silently, its petals gleaming with an eerie silver light.

A faint black mist swirled around him, emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Ye Junlin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the Netherworld Flower inside the crystal dome, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

The yin energy contained in this flower is indeed extremely pure, and if used to assist in physical cultivation, the effect is indeed remarkable.

"The Netherworld Flower grows in the Netherworld, taking a hundred years to mature. It contains the power of extreme Yin and can be used to refine the body and increase a man's blood and energy."

Hongxiu's voice was seductive.

"Starting bid: 600,000 low-grade spirit stones; each bid must be at least 50,000 higher!"

One million.

The bidding started almost the instant she finished speaking.

From a private room on the top floor, there was the disguised King Wu and three mysterious people.

They came for the Netherworld Flower, so naturally they didn't want to waste their time.

"One million five hundred thousand!" Another private room with the character "地" followed closely behind, belonging to the "Vajra Sect," a sect renowned for its body-refining techniques.

"One million two hundred thousand!" King Wu didn't hesitate and immediately raised the price by one hundred and fifty thousand, clearly determined to win.

"One million two hundred and fifty thousand!" someone shouted.

The price soared and soon exceeded 1.55 million low-grade spirit stones.

The powerful figures and independent cultivators in the arena had already been deceived; it was just a flower with little effect, not worth it at all.

"One million six hundred and fifty thousand!" King Wu gritted his teeth and continued to raise the price; he didn't have much spirit stone in reserve left.

The representative of the Vajra Sect remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and gave up the bidding.

Just when everyone thought the Netherworld Flower would belong to King Wu, a calm voice came from the second private room on the top floor:

"One million eight hundred thousand."

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the room, instantly silencing the noisy auction hall.

All eyes turned to the top floor, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"The people in room number two of the VIP suite have made their move?"

"One million eight hundred thousand! Are they crazy? The Netherworld Flower may be good, but it's not worth that price!"

King Wu's face instantly turned ashen. He abruptly looked up at VIP room number two, his eyes filled with venom: "One million nine hundred thousand!"

Ye Junlin smirked and said to Linghu Chong, "Add another 100,000."

Linghu Chong announced loudly, "Two million!"

"hiss--"