Shadowmoon Pavilion was also an immensely powerful force on the Holy God Continent.
It gathered countless top-tier assassins.
After Qiao Duo opened the bidding,
Zhang Mingruo of Demon Dragon Palace, Ding Haoji of the Beastmaster Alliance, Zhan Zicheng of the Holy Sword Guild, Liu Zheng of the Spirit Light Guild—these renowned figures all joined the bidding at this moment.
"Four hundred million!"
"Four hundred and thirty million!"
"Four hundred and eighty million!"
"Five hundred and forty million!"
"..."
Bids rang out in rapid succession, leaving everyone else present unable to squeeze in. It was as though the auction had become a battlefield between these major factions.
Ling Zhan silently watched the fierce bidding, his brows furrowing inward.
In truth, everyone present was interested in this dragon egg, including Ling Zhan, Avril, and the others.
After all, it was connected to the Spirit Treasury.
Though no one knew whether the Spiritlight Dragon King truly existed within the Spirit Treasury, nor whether this dragon egg was genuinely related to the Radiant Light Secret Realm, the egg alone possessed Dragon King-level bloodline. Its value was already immense.
Even Avril was tempted.
As Lucia's junior apprentice sister, with a level 190 master as well, she naturally wasn't short of money.
At the very least, she was certainly qualified to take part in this bidding.
The competition grew increasingly intense.
Just as Avril was about to raise her hand and join in,
Ling Zhan reached out beside her, grabbed her wrist, and stopped her.
"What are you doing? I want to bid. If this dragon egg falls into another faction's hands, then we won't be able to complete our Spirit Treasury Mission." Avril pouted.
Ling Zhan shook his head. "This dragon egg is far too hot to handle. Even if we have the money to