This seat wasn't something just anyone could arrange. Even Shan Tu of the Heaven-Piercing Pavilion couldn't do it. It was a specially arranged premium seat from the Yuelin Society, so sitting here actually drew an enormous amount of attention. After all, it was a floating seat.
This auction house was different from the others. It had been designed in concentric circles, with ordinary bidders seated in the surrounding area. The closer one sat to the center, the more clearly one's financial strength was displayed. Of course, with the other markets and every sect and school coming here nowadays, even those seated at the very back weren't from ordinary lineages or treasure pavilions. Anyone qualified to squeeze into the auction house had basically already proved their assets. Without eight or ten Tianyuan jades, one simply wasn't worthy of entering the auction.
With the threshold raised so high and so many people packed in layer upon layer, there were naturally more financial magnates than one could count. It was even said that some hidden lineages and sects had already arrived.
There were others sitting in premium seats like me. All three premium seats had already floated in the empty space between the auction stage and the ordinary seating area. One held an old man in black robes, another a handsome young man, and the third a beautiful woman with remarkably attractive features. Their clothes might not necessarily surpass those of the bidders in the regular seats, but the antiques and curios they toyed with, the ornaments they wore, and even the details of their appearance were far beyond what ordinary immortals could compare with. They were probably the legendary hidden tycoons—or inheritors of hidden sects.
It was said that any immortal clan seated in a premium seat was as wealthy as a