Ye Lin skipped over the tedious bidding below and lay back in his recliner, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing.
No matter how Lin Jiaojiao introduced the items behind him, Ye Lin remained completely unmoved. A trace of anxiety flashed through her eyes. Could this man have come here simply to enjoy himself?
That couldn't be right. He had spent one hundred thousand low-grade Immortal Stones just to enjoy himself?
After all, one hundred thousand low-grade Immortal Stones was an enormous sum for her, someone with only Earth Immortal cultivation. It was enough for her to live quite comfortably in Heavenly City.
Yet Ye Lin remained utterly indifferent, and she truly could not make sense of it.
But whether she understood or not was her own business. Ye Lin's sole target was the Primordial Spirit Fruit.
As expected of an auction hosted by the Alchemist Association—everything was either medicinal pills or related to medicinal pills. There was not a single other kind of item.
"Alright, next up for auction is the Primordial Spirit Fruit. Everyone, there is no need for me to elaborate on its effects. The starting bid is one supreme immortal stone, and each increase must be no less than ten thousand supreme immortal stones."
"Bidding begins."
"I bid ten thousand Supreme Immortal Stones."
The moment the old man finished speaking, a shill from the Million Trading House began raising the price.
"Twenty thousand."
"Thirty thousand."
"The Million Trading House's shills really won't do. Far too conservative. I bid three hundred thousand Supreme Immortal Stones. That's already the ceiling price, so you shills can stop bidding. Annoying."
In the hall, a man dressed in black and wearing a cloak, seated at the foremost position, said with a soft laugh.
Although everyone knew the inside story, this was