Huo Gangyu

The old man in blue said coldly, his face tinged with a bluish aura.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"

Lian Chengbi hurriedly shook his head. Was this a joke? How could he dare bid against the young lady? That would be courting death!

Seeing this, the old man in blue sneered. In the end, Gao Yuan brought down the hammer. After paying the ten million spirit stones in full on the spot, the ghost artifact fell into his hands.

Only then did the surrounding crowd come to their senses. Some sharp-minded people vaguely guessed who was in private room number eight from the fragments of information they had heard!

"My heavens, it's actually Shui Dai of the Shui Family from the royal capital, known as the Goddess of Water!"

"I never expected her to be drawn here. She's a true daughter of heaven!"

Everyone was shocked!

But none of this had anything to do with Yang Ming. After receiving the money, he had already left the auction house.

Neither the Lian Family patriarch nor some favored daughter of the royal capital had anything to do with him. What concerned him more was news of the Feather Clan.

"Strange. It's said that the Feather Clan offended the gods in ancient times and was punished by being imprisoned in the unimaginably frigid Frozen Abyss. Because of the environment, members of the Feather Clan are born frail, unable to refine chakra, and they die young. Many don't even live past twenty."

"They all bear six tomoe on their bodies, said to be inherited from birth. It was these tomoe that offended the gods and brought down their punishment!"

Yang Ming was puzzled. As he recalled the information he had gathered over the past three days, his curiosity about the Feather Clan only