Fifth floor.
Dappled sunlight spilled across the stage in shifting patches of light and shadow.
Hearing the words of the crowd below, Xia Wanqin's lips curved in a faint smile.
"Do you all know that the cauldron is the vessel of the supreme?"
"The Nine-Five Supreme, with the cauldron as its symbol."
"One of the auction items to be sold shortly, according to our research, is a remnant fragment from a cauldron."
Her words fell.
Xia Wanqin lifted the red cloth from the tray.
A bronze fragment half the size of a palm lay on the redwood tray, covered in mottled rust and mixed with the color of earth.
"Tch~~" Someone below immediately said with some disdain, "Myriad Blossom Pavilion isn't playing fair, is it? Taking a scrap of broken copper like this to fool us."
At this moment, Xia Wanqin seemed not to hear the murmurs of the crowd below and continued introducing it on her own.
"This Bronze Fragment is a remnant from a cauldron of the Ancient Times. If watered with a Grandmaster's Essence Blood, Purple Qi will emerge. This is the aura of emperors."
"Emperor? Aside from The Emperor, where would another emperor come from?" someone below said.
Xia Wanqin smiled sweetly. "Since heaven and earth first opened, there has been more than one true emperor. Besides, that one can't really be counted as an emperor!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire hall fell silent.
Because Xia Wanqin's words were undoubtedly slandering the ruler who sat high above the court and temples.
If someone with ulterior motives reported it upward, anyone who rashly got involved in this topic would inevitably be implicated.
"All right!" Xia Wanqin spoke, then continued, "After appraisal by our pavilion, this object is a fragment of an Ancient Relic.