The Petty Man Succeeds

"Starting bid—"

"Thirty million!"

The auctioneer Xue Fei's words had barely fallen when the entire auction hall plunged into an almost frenzied scramble. A steward from the Sea Clan Chamber of Commerce in the front row was the first to raise his paddle, his thick blue arm lifted high as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Thirty-five million!"

"Forty million!"

Before his voice had faded, a one-eyed burly man from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance diagonally opposite shot to his feet and thrust his bidding paddle into the air, his voice booming like a great bell as he called out forty million. Immediately after, several young masters from noble clans in brocade robes at the rear raised their paddles almost at the same time. In just a few breaths, the price was pushed past fifty million, then charged straight toward sixty million.

"Have all these men gone mad? Sixty million, seventy million—they're buying a person, not a magical treasure!" Shi Jingtian clutched the instep Tu Jiao had stepped on until it swelled and turned his bald head toward Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan said blandly:

"The Nine-Tailed Fox race has all but vanished in the Southern Saint Domain, and a pure-blooded nine-tailed fox hasn't appeared in several hundred years. A natural charm physique combined with the innate Divine Ability of the Nine-Tailed Fox—certain men really would find that more worth splurging on than magical treasures or pills."

"Seventy million!"

"Seventy-three million!"

"Eighty million!"

Inside the private booths, the elders of three sects stood almost simultaneously and raised their paddles, glaring at one another, none willing to sit first.

Lu Changsheng sat in the back row, watching the bidding paddles rise and fall ahead, and could not help clicking his tongue.

"An ice coffin started at twenty million, a seventh-grade Heavenly