"Distinguished guests, the martial arts manual before you is called the Heavenly River Fist. It is a Spirit-Grade High-Rank Martial Art.
Speaking of this Heavenly River Fist, one must mention a sect.
That sect was the Heavenly Dipper Sect, which dominated one side of the East Ancient Domain ten thousand years ago.
This Heavenly River Fist was one of the prerequisite martial arts for the Heavenly Dipper Sect's former sect-defending art, the Tianhe Falling Sun Fist.
Now, I believe those distinguished guests who know of the Heavenly Dipper Sect should understand the value of this Heavenly River Fist."
Lian Xin looked at the crowd below the auction stage and explained with a radiant smile.
As her words fell, cries of surprise rang out from all corners of the auction hall.
It was as though her final words concealed some unknown secret.
In private room number twenty-nine, Ye Yun's heart sank after hearing Lian Xin's explanation.
Although he did not know what hidden implication lay within Lian Xin's final words, he understood one thing very clearly.
After those words, if he wanted to obtain this Heavenly River Fist, he would have to pay an enormous price.
"Distinguished guests, the starting bid for this Heavenly River Fist is one million Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Each increase must not be less than two hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
Now, any distinguished guests interested in the Heavenly River Fist may begin bidding!"
The instant Lian Xin announced the starting price of the Heavenly River Fist, the entire auction hall erupted.
"I'm taking this Heavenly River Fist! I bid one million five hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"
A domineering bid came from a burly man with a scar across his face in the first-floor hall.
"Hmph, you dare covet the Heavenly River Fist? You truly don't