It was also what Wei Wuyou truly wanted to see.
The prestige of the Nine Ancient Clans and even the Nine Kings had long been deeply ingrained in the Northern Frontier. In the hearts of all beings in the Northern Frontier, the Nine Ancient Clans and the Nine Kings were true immortals and gods, true emperors—not to be provoked.
This had also resulted in the Nine Ancient Clans holding an extremely deep grip over the Northern Frontier.
But now, that filter was gradually being shattered. This, too, was part of Wei Wuyou's plan.
The first step was to shatter the illusion that the Nine Ancient Clans were invincible, to shatter the illusion that the Nine Kings were invincible.
Judging by the current situation, the effect was quite good.
"Very well, this Spatial Ring now belongs to Brother Jian."
With the third call falling, the first auction came to an end.
Though there was some regret, Wei Wuyou did not dwell on it too much.
Because his plan was now progressing steadily.
Everything was going far too smoothly, unfolding exactly as he had expected.
The first step was to use the fame of the Seven-Colored Lotus to build anticipation for this auction in advance.
The second step was to set up nine seats in the main hall with the best views, seats that, in everyone else's eyes, best represented the status of those who occupied them.
The third step was to invite a prodigy from beyond the Northern Frontier, one with sufficient weight to come and stir up trouble.
One link after another—the purpose was to make the Nine Kings and the Nine Ancient Clans lose all face, while allowing Heaven and Earth Trading House to seize the chance to enter the public eye and become known to all.
To rise