The Silver-Haired Girl

"A treasure seen only once in a hundred years?"

Li Changqing blinked, curiosity flashing in his eyes. "Sister Xixi, why don't we go take a look too?"

Bo Saixi was somewhat tempted as well.

Her main purpose in coming to Heaven Dou City was to find the Heart of the Sea God.

Although she had no leads yet, making contact with more of Heaven Dou City's factions might allow her to learn something useful.

Besides, any treasure capable of drawing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader in person had to be extraordinary.

"Alright, let's go have a look." Bo Saixi took the wontons the owner handed over, paid, then took Li Changqing by the hand and headed toward the Tiandou Auction House.

The Tiandou Auction House stood in the heart of Heaven Dou City, an imposing circular structure.

It was built entirely from white marble, gleaming softly beneath the lights.

Above its main entrance hung a massive golden plaque bearing five large characters—Tiandou Auction House.

Two rows of guards stood at the entrance, each with a steady aura. Clearly, they were all formidable soul masters.

People came and went in an endless stream: lavishly dressed nobles, powerful soul masters, mysterious merchants. Every sort of person was gathered there, a chaotic mix of all kinds.

When Bo Saixi led Li Changqing to the entrance, a neatly dressed attendant immediately came forward.

"Hello. May I ask whether you two have a reservation?" The attendant smiled respectfully.

"No."

Bo Saixi said calmly, "Arrange a private room for us."

The attendant sized Bo Saixi up.

Although he could not gauge her strength, her otherworldly bearing and peerless beauty alone told him that she was no ordinary person.

He hurriedly bowed and scraped. "Of course. Please follow me, both of you."

Led by the attendant, Bo Saixi and Li Changqing passed through a long corridor and arrived at a private room on the second floor.

The room was not large, but it was elegantly furnished. A cushioned couch stood in the center, with a low table before it holding tea and pastries.

A massive crystal window filled the front wall, offering a clear view of the auction stage below on the first floor.

"Please wait a moment. The auction will begin shortly." The attendant bowed respectfully, then withdrew and closed the door behind him.

Bo Saixi sat on the couch, lifted a teacup, and took a gentle sip. She nodded. "Mm, not bad. This is this year's new tea."

Li Changqing climbed onto the couch as well, sat cross-legged, grabbed a pastry, and stuffed it into his mouth. "Sister Xixi, what do you think that once-in-a-hundred-years treasure actually is?"

"I don't know either."

Bo Saixi set down her teacup and looked through the crystal window at the auction stage below. "But if it can bring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader here in person, it should be no ordinary item."

Meanwhile, in the most prestigious private room on the third floor.

A little girl in a short white dress lay sprawled boredly across the couch, her two fair little legs swinging through the air.

She looked around six or seven years old. Her exquisite face resembled that of a porcelain doll, her skin was pale and delicate, but impatience filled her lively, large eyes.

"Dad, how much longer until it starts?"

The little girl pouted and asked unhappily, "And what exactly is that once-in-a-hundred-years thing? You've been going on about it for days, but you refuse to tell me. You're driving me crazy!"

Beside her sat a refined middle-aged man in a luxurious white robe. He had a gentle face and an elegant demeanor, and he lightly waved a folding fan in his hand.

He was Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Seeing his daughter's anxious expression, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and reached out to stroke her head. "Soon. It'll begin shortly. As for that item... you'll find out then. It's something good, enough to support the entire sect in the future."

"Support the entire sect?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes immediately lit up. "Really? Dad, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled. "You'll see in a moment."

Ning Rongrong's curiosity was thoroughly piqued.

She stopped making a fuss and obediently lay on the couch, her large eyes fixed tightly on the auction stage below as she awaited the start of the auction.

Meanwhile, in the private room on the second floor, Bo Saixi held her teacup as her gaze casually swept toward the third floor. A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... Ning Fengzhi..."

She murmured softly, "Interesting."

Li Changqing was chewing on a pastry when he looked up at her. "Sister Xixi, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

Bo Saixi withdrew her gaze and smiled. "Eat your pastry. The auction is about to begin."

The moment she finished speaking, a beam of light lit up the auction stage below. A beautiful woman dressed in a red qipao walked gracefully onto the stage, wearing a professional smile. Her voice was sweet and pleasant.

"Distinguished guests, welcome to the Tiandou Auction House. Tonight's auction officially begins!"

The earlier auction items were indeed utterly unremarkable.

Thousand-year soul bones, rare metals, precious medicinal herbs...

Though they were all treasures rarely seen by ordinary soul masters.

In the eyes of Bo Saixi, a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo, they were no different from stones by the roadside.

She could not even be bothered to lift her eyelids, merely sipping tea at leisure and occasionally passing a pastry to Li Changqing.

Li Changqing had no interest in those items either.

He was the son of a God King, with the Ancient Tree of Life martial soul in hand. What he would inherit in the future was the position of God King.

These precious mortal treasures held no appeal for him whatsoever.

If there was anything that did, it would be the immortal herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

After all, they had been formed from the divine power of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings.

In the third-floor private room, Ning Rongrong had also gone from excited to bored.

She lay sprawled on the couch, swinging her little legs and muttering with a pout, "Dad, all this stuff is so boring. When is that treasure you mentioned finally coming out?"

Ning Fengzhi gently waved his folding fan and smiled. "Don't rush. Soon. The best things are always saved for last."

Time passed bit by bit, and the auction gradually reached its climax.

Finally, when the last item was wheeled onto the stage, the atmosphere throughout the hall instantly changed.

It was a small cart covered by a red cloth, slowly pushed to the center of the auction stage by two staff members.

The red cloth concealed the item on the cart completely, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Yet that mysterious display alone had already stirred everyone's curiosity.

The auctioneer looked around, a mysterious smile appearing on her face. Then she reached out and slowly lifted the red cloth.

The red cloth fell away.

The entire hall fell silent.

It was a girl.

She looked around six or seven years old. Her long silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, gleaming faintly beneath the lights.

Her features were exquisite beyond compare, as though they were Heaven's most prized creation.

Especially her eyes, as noble and profound as amethysts.

Yet they were currently filled with fear and helplessness.

She wore a thin white dress and curled up on the cart, her body trembling slightly like a frightened fawn.

At the sight, the entire hall erupted in an uproar.

Everyone was stunned.

What did this mean?

This so-called once-in-a-hundred-years auction item was a little girl?