Crimson Fiend Divine Boat

"Public auction ends here. There is one hour of rest below; everyone, please move about within the auction hall. After one hour, free trade will begin."

After saying this, Qin Baisheng stepped down from the platform.

He was exhausted as well. Not only had he presided over the event all this time, but especially when auctioning the essence of the Luck Dao True Inheritance, matters had concerned his own interests, and he had put much calculation into hosting it.

Though the traces were obvious and many Gu Immortals in the hall could see through them, when wealth stirred the heart and great profit lay before him, Qin Baisheng could no longer afford to care.

The moment this Auction Convention is over, I'll flee far away and vanish from the world. I'll secretly manage things for a hundred years or so, digest these gains, and only then return to roam the world. Qin Baisheng silently made up his mind.

It could be said that he was one of the greatest winners of this Auction Convention. The immortal materials he had obtained were piled up like mountains, and the Gold Dao Immortal Gu one after another suited him perfectly.

As the saying went: man dies for wealth, birds die for food. Wealth moved people's hearts. Gu Immortals might usually stand high above all others, but that was only because they disdained mortal resources.

The profits from auctioning the essence of the Luck Dao True Inheritance were immense, faintly burning his hands. Even Qin Baisheng, a rank seven expert, felt deeply uneasy.

Discussion soon erupted throughout the hall. Many Gu Immortals emerged from their private rooms and mingled in the main hall, chatting and exchanging information.

The hour Qin Baisheng had deliberately set aside naturally had its purpose.

It was not truly for