The Auction Begins

"Why's he walking so fast..." Watching the two leave, Gu Qingzhou couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Come on, let's head over to the auction first."

Without any further delay, the four of them followed a guide into a private booth.

The booth was spacious and elegant, with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the auction stage, offering an unobstructed view. A pot of clear tea and delicate pastries sat on the table.

It wasn't long before a hostess with a pleasant face slowly walked onto the stage, her crisp voice carrying through the speakers across the venue:

"Distinguished guests, welcome to today's auction. This Humble One won't waste words with pleasantries. Let us now officially begin with the first item—"

As the hostess's voice trailed off, a woman carrying a tray covered in red cloth stepped up and placed it on the table.

"The first item: a sixth-grade spirit artifact, the Clear Wind Sword. Starting bid: ten million spirit stones."

The hostess spoke again, reaching out with her jade-like hand to pinch a corner of the red cloth and slowly pull it back, revealing a cyan longsword before everyone's eyes.

Spiritual light rippled across the sword, radiating a sharp, biting aura. Even from a distance, one could feel the power contained within.

As the first item appeared, the venue erupted—gasps and bidding cries rising one after another...

"A sixth-grade spirit artifact! They're starting off with that kind of firepower?"

"Tsk, if the first item is a sixth-grade spirit artifact, what treasures must be coming next?"

"Eleven million! Don't fight me for it, old man!"

"Too small, your vision's too small. Treasures belong to those with the means—fifteen million!"

Compared to the commotion below, the booth where Mo Shang and the others sat was noticeably quiet, with little reaction—they looked rather uninterested...

Gu Qingzhou was a Reborn, Jiang Shuyu was the Female Emperor Reincarnation, and Liu Ruyan was a rich second-generation heir. They'd all seen big scenes before, so naturally, nothing here fazed them much.

As for Mo Shang's lack of reaction, it was simply because he had no money to buy anything, so there was no point wasting his expression...

It didn't take long before the first item was sold at a high price of thirty million spirit stones, followed immediately by the second item.

Several burly men struggled to carry a massive object covered in red cloth onto the stage.

"The second item: a giant Heavenly Meteorite. Starting bid: one million spirit stones. Interested friends are welcome to bid freely."

As the red cloth was pulled away, a meteorite as tall as a person, shimmering with faint starlight, appeared before the crowd.

"Such dense Star Power... what a pity," Mo Shang muttered, eyeing the meteorite below with some interest.

Of course, he wasn't thinking of using it for forging—he wanted it for cultivation. If he could absorb all the Star Power within, his cultivation could rise by at least one minor realm.

But Mo Shang could only dream. With his current financial situation, he couldn't even scrape together one hundred thousand spirit stones, let alone a million.

"One million five hundred thousand."

"One million seven hundred thousand!"

"Two million!"

"Two million three hundred thousand!"

"Two million five hundred thousand."

As the crowd kept bidding, the price of this meteorite shot up from the starting one million to two and a half million. Even at over two million, plenty of people were still competing.

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However, just then, a slightly hoarse voice rang out again.

"Three million. Everyone, how about doing this old man a favor?"

The speaker was an old man, radiating a dense Sha Qi. His gloomy gaze swept across the venue, and the rising and falling bids instantly came to a halt, replaced by hushed whispers.

"The Yinming Old Man—didn't expect him to show up."

"That guy's known for being ruthless. Better not to offend him..."

"Forget it, let him have it. It's not that important anyway."

Seeing no one else bid, the Yinming Old Man's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Heh, this gentleman has bid three million spirit stones for this meteorite. Is there anyone else who wants to raise the bid?"

On stage, the auctioneer asked with a smile. When no one answered, he prepared to bring down the auction hammer.

But just as everyone thought the meteorite would be won by the Yinming Old Man at three million, a cold, clear voice rang out from one of the booths, freezing the auctioneer's hand mid-swing.

"Four million."

At the sound of that voice, the venue fell into dead silence.

The Yinming Old Man's expression stiffened. He lifted his head toward the booth, a murderous glint flashing in his gloomy eyes.

"Fine... just fine..."

But the Yinming Old Man didn't bid again. He muttered a few "fine"s and then left the place.

In the end, the meteorite was sold for four million spirit stones.

Back in Mo Shang's booth, the three of them stared at Jiang Shuyu with astonished expressions.

The one who had just bid four hundred thousand was none other than Jiang Shuyu.

"Shuyu, why are you spending four hundred thousand spirit stones on this?" Mo Shang asked.

"For you." Jiang Shuyu turned to look at Mo Shang, speaking with a smile.

"Huh? While I do want it, this thing isn't worth four hundred thousand spirit stones; there was absolutely no need for this..."

Mo Shang was stunned. Though he had a faint suspicion, he hadn't expected her to actually buy it for him. Besides, while Falling Star was decent, its value absolutely didn't reach four hundred thousand.

"As long as you like it, that's what makes it worth it. And this piece of Falling Star isn't ordinary..." Jiang Shuyu gave a slight smile and spoke again.

"Like this... I don't even know what to give you as a return gift anymore..." Mo Shang was caught between laughter and tears, unsure what to say.

At this moment, Jiang Shuyu gave off the vibe of a domineering female CEO from a past life, as if she would spend her entire fortune just to win a single smile from him...

"You are my best gift..." Jiang Shuyu spoke again.

Mo Shang was dumbfounded. Having been single for two lifetimes, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation...

However, right at that moment, Gu Qingzhou, who had been eating dog food on the sidelines for quite a while, could no longer sit still and raised a protest.

"Hey hey hey, there are still people here. You two flaunting your love—have you considered the feelings of us single dogs?" Gu Qingzhou said with a helpless expression.

"Although we managed to snatch this Falling Star, I'm afraid there will be no small trouble afterward. That Yinming Old Man has Return to Origin Realm cultivation and quite venomous methods—he's no pushover..." Liu Ruyan, showing no reaction, instead shifted the topic to other matters.

The gloomy, murderous gaze the Yinming Old Man had shot at them earlier had naturally not gone unnoticed by the group.

"Forget it, it's not like we'll die anyway..." Mo Shang didn't take the matter too seriously.

Leaving aside the effect of his Death Immunity trait, they had two children of fortune on their side. If the guy came looking for trouble, they could just farm him like a field mob in no time...