Xu Yi had waited a long time and had finally seen something he wanted. How could he let it slip away?
In his previous battles, he had relied on swift movement and close-quarters combat. A sharp divine weapon would serve him best.
Even so, the opening bid of fifteen million had deeply shaken Xu Yi.
There was no helping it. If something looked good to him, it looked good to others, too.
Still, since he had decided to make a move, Xu Yi planned to use his old strategy.
As soon as the Red Robe Middle-aged Man announced the opening bid, Xu Yi raised his paddle. "Thirty million!"
The moment he said it, the entire venue fell silent.
By this point in the auction, plenty of wealthy bidders had appeared, but none had been this extravagant.
The Red Robe Middle-aged Man was stunned, too. By his estimate, two and a half million would have been about the limit for this Dark Obsidian Dagger.
After all, it wasn't a Divine Treasure, or even a Divine Embryo.
It had only two selling points. First, the materials used to forge an eighth-rank divine weapon were bound to be rare. Second, it was exceptionally sharp and suited to close-quarters combat.
That was all.
In fact, a divine weapon suited only to close-quarters combat had limited use in battles between Yang Sovereign-level cultivators.
And since it hadn't been soul-refined, it was nearly impossible to wield from afar against an enemy.
The reasoning was simple. A weapon that hadn't been soul-refined could only be controlled through divine sense.
Its wielder could control it, but so could an enemy. Even setting aside the possibility of having it wrested away, interference from outside forces would make it extremely difficult to aim accurately.
Thus, when all was said and