"Nine-Revolution Liuli Lamp—surely I need no lengthy introduction for something so renowned, do I?"
"Such a supreme treasure exists only within the river of time, yet by a fortunate twist of fate, it was obtained by an ancestor of our Origin Holy City."
"So I will not elaborate further. To sum it up in one sentence—"
"Those who like it will naturally pay a high price for it. Those who do not, no matter how I praise it, will not think it worth more."
"So let those who understand begin bidding. Those who do not may first take the time to learn about it."
"The opening bid is one million transaction points. The auction begins."
Bids rang out without end as Yun Qiyue watched in silence.
"Five million."
"Six million."
"Seven million."
"Eight million."
The price continued to climb.
In merely a few dozen breaths, it had already reached thirty million.
And that price was still far from the end.
"Damn it, are that many people coveting the Nine-Revolution Liuli Lamp?"
"If the price keeps rising, I'm afraid I'll have to miss out this time."
"No. This time, the Nine-Revolution Liuli Lamp must be mine."
Yun Qiyue bit her lip, her right hand clenched into a fist as she stared fixedly at the lamp on the platform.
It was a tree-shaped lamp.
A main trunk stood at its center, surrounded by nine smaller branches.
A cluster of blue flame burned atop each branch.
There were nine flames in total.
Thus, it was also called the Nine-Revolution Liuli Lamp.
"Alright, fifty million. The price has now reached fifty million transaction points. Is there anyone willing to offer more?"
At that moment, the elderly man onstage spoke in a deep voice.
This auction had truly been a disastrous failure.
Every item had