Lin Qing did not join the bidding for the Gamma Dust. The bidders were all powerful Heavenly Immortals, and there was still plenty of the stuff in Sin Abyss. He had no reason to jump in now.
Besides, he only had a million Anhuang Coins to his name, barely enough to meet the opening bid. He could not afford to compete.
The first lot had been an appetizer for the visiting cultivators. With the second, the auction returned to its usual pattern: the worst goods came out first.
Several of the early items did not even meet the threshold of a True Immortal. They were only Twelfth Tier.
"Next lot: a top-grade Twelfth Tier artifact, the Void Condensation Disc. Opening bid: five thousand Anhuang Coins."
Disc-shaped artifacts were rare. In battle, they were usually used to support cultivation or combat.
Because there were relatively few of them, though, they cost more than saber or sword artifacts of the same grade.
Lin Qing's Embroidered Spring Saber was worth only three thousand Anhuang Coins. The Void Condensation Disc opened at five thousand, and at auction, it might go even higher.
"Five thousand five hundred."
The alluring woman had barely finished speaking when someone called out a bid. The voice came from the general seating below, and Lin Qing found it familiar.
He leaned forward to look. The man raising his paddle was bare-chested and knotted with muscle. Sure enough, it was Ben Biao.
Ben Biao, who had acted so high and mighty before, was just another face in the crowd here, utterly inconspicuous in the audience.
"Six thousand."
The counterbid startled Lin Qing. It had come from Hua Yao beside him.
He turned to find her gritting her teeth. Tu Mi, seated in the place of honor, looked even grimmer.
Lin Qing