Zhongli Wu's Conspiracy

"Teacher, could it be that the Starry Sky Auction House has discovered the location of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?"

Yan Shaozhe had almost the same thought as Mu En. He simply believed that the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well's location had been exposed.

His voice carried a trace of nervous excitement, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

They knew very well just how precious the Immortal Herbs growing within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well were.

It could be said that any single Immortal Herb could produce a top-tier genius. Naturally, Shrek Academy was unwilling to miss such a treasure land.

But if the Starry Sky Auction House had successfully found the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they could hardly go and seize it by force.

Moreover, the Starry Sky Auction House had two Limit Douluo Experts. Given the academy's current circumstances, they simply had no way to fight them head-on.

"For now, don't concern yourselves with it. Let's wait and see."

After pondering for a moment, Mu En spoke calmly.

A trace of composure and steadiness showed in his eyes, as though he were considering a deeper issue.

Shrek Academy was not the only force shocked by the appearance of the Aromatic Silk Beauty. Forces such as the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and others were equally astonished.

After all, they were also well aware of certain events that had occurred in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ten thousand years ago.

It once again made them realize that the Starry Sky Auction House possessed an exceedingly profound foundation.

"As everyone knows, Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ten thousand years ago used this very Aromatic Silk Beauty to evolve her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"The auction for this Aromatic Silk Beauty officially begins now. The starting bid is ten million Gold Soul Coins, and each raise must be no less than one million Gold Soul Coins."

After a brief introduction, Jiang Li announced the start of the auction for the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

"Ten million Gold Soul Coins!"

The moment the auction began, Ning Qitian raised his Auction Paddle without hesitation and joined the bidding.

His gaze was firm and resolute, as if he already considered the Aromatic Silk Beauty his for the taking.

"Twelve million Gold Soul Coins."

Another booming voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.

The bidder rose to his feet, holding his Auction Paddle high, his face wearing an expression of absolute determination.

He was attempting to use this price to suppress everyone else and seize the initiative in this fierce contest.

"Interesting. The Aromatic Silk Beauty that evolved the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda ten thousand years ago?"

Zhongli Wu sat in the VIP section, idly turning his Auction Paddle in his hand. A trace of intrigued amusement gleamed in his eyes.

He was the Sect Master of the Holy Spirit Cult and had seen much in his life, yet even he could not help but feel ripples stir in his heart when facing this legendary Immortal Herb.

In his understanding, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul was among the finest support-type tool Martial Souls, and everyone knew just how formidable it was.

Yet the limitations of a Martial Soul were like invisible shackles, restraining a Soul Master's path of growth.

He could not help but imagine it. If this Martial Soul truly evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, just as Ning Rongrong's had ten thousand years ago—

How terrifying would the support it provided become?

And what earthshaking impact would it have on the situation across the entire Douluo Continent?

Thus, a plan formed in Zhongli Wu's mind, quietly taking root.

The next moment, he unhurriedly raised his Auction Paddle, his voice steady and forceful. "Fifteen million Gold Soul Coins."

His tone was indifferent, as though such a sum was nothing more than an insignificant number to him.

"What exactly is the Holy Spirit Cult up to?"

Yan Shaozhe sat not far away, his brows tightly furrowed.

He had always maintained the highest vigilance toward every move made by the Holy Spirit Cult.

Now that he saw Zhongli Wu joining the auction, his heart was filled with doubt.

In his view, the Holy Spirit Cult had always acted strangely. Were they so interested in the Aromatic Silk Beauty this time because they intended to use this Immortal Herb to scheme some unspeakable conspiracy?

His gaze swept through the crowd as he tried to find some clue in their expressions, but the people around him all wore different looks, leaving him empty-handed.

Yan Shaozhe was not the only one. Other top experts from every corner of the Douluo Continent were also whispering among themselves, discussing why the Holy Spirit Cult was competing for the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

Some frowned deeply, while others looked contemplative. Everyone was secretly speculating, trying to uncover the truth behind the Holy Spirit Cult's mysterious actions.

At the same time, Xu Jiawei, the Star Luo Empire Emperor, stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

A bold guess surfaced in his mind. Looking at Dai Hao beside him, he asked, "Do you think this Aromatic Silk Beauty could have an effect on the Star Crown Martial Spirit passed down through our Xu Family? Could it allow a Martial Soul evolution like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul?"

The Star Crown Martial Spirit inherited by the Xu Family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul shared certain similarities. Both belonged to the tool-type category of Martial Souls.

Their abilities also had some points in common.

Since the Aromatic Silk Beauty could rewrite the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, could the Star Crown Martial Spirit also have a chance to undergo transformation?

"Your Majesty, that cannot be guaranteed."

Dai Hao stood at the side and spoke slowly.

"This has only happened once in ten thousand years. At that time, it merely evolved the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. As for whether the Star Crown Martial Spirit can evolve, everything remains unknown and requires further verification."

Xu Jiujiu sat beside Xu Jiawei. She wore a magnificent golden gown, with beautiful features and an elegant bearing.

At that moment, she leaned forward slightly and said softly, "Brother, no matter what, this Aromatic Silk Beauty is a rare Immortal Herb."

"Furthermore, according to the Starry Sky Auction House's introduction, regardless of what Martial Soul one possesses, consuming this Aromatic Silk Beauty can bring tremendous benefits."

"Perhaps only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul can bring the Aromatic Silk Beauty's effects to their fullest extent, but it certainly cannot be completely useless to other Martial Souls."

A trace of curiosity and anticipation flickered in her eyes. Clearly, she too had been drawn in by the mysterious allure of this Immortal Herb.

After hearing his younger sister's words, Xu Jiawei nodded slightly, his interest growing stronger.

"In that case, let us also see whether we can obtain this Aromatic Silk Beauty."

Xu Jiujiu immediately understood. She raised her Auction Paddle and called out in a crisp, clear voice, "Twenty million Gold Soul Coins."

Her voice echoed through the auction hall, drawing astonished looks from the people around her.

Just like that, the flames of the bidding war burned ever fiercer.

Most of the top experts were swept up by the intense atmosphere and joined the competition one after another.

Shrek Academy, the Dai Family, and other forces did not take part in the bidding.

Shrek Academy and the Dai Family had some ties to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

They knew full well how important this Immortal Herb was to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, so they were also watching the auction closely.

Standing on the auction platform, Jiang Li looked at the crowd below with a smile.

The fiercer the competition became, the greater the profit he would ultimately earn.