Jiang Zhongtian's consigned item-Lin Qi's words plainly caught everyone's attention. They were all curious what the strongest man in the city would put up for auction.
Behind the doors and windows of the first-tier private rooms, the experts on the Heroes Ranking all sat up straight, craning their necks toward the stage to see whether this was some heaven-sent opportunity.
Lin Qi did not rush to unveil it. He gestured behind him, and at his signal, two maids came onto the stage carrying an iron-gray box.
The box in their hands was small, barely a palm's width across, without a single decorative pattern on its surface. Dull and gray, it looked downright shabby compared with the red silk and golden trays of the earlier displays.
The maids placed the box in the center of the stage and withdrew to either side.
Having drawn enough attention, Lin Qi finally reached out and lifted the lid, just before those in the first-tier private rooms could start cursing.
Inside the mysterious box lay a thin booklet. Its cover was damaged, its corners charred black, and several spots still bore scorch marks. It looked rather incomplete.
The pages along its edges were yellow and brittle. Half of the first few lines on the cover had been burned away, leaving only the word "Divine" barely legible.
Honestly, its appearance left something to be desired. At the sight of it, people in the hall were already muttering.
"That's it?"
"That's what Lord Jiang Zhongtian consigned?"
"Looks like wastepaper dug out of some ruined temple..."
Ignoring the murmurs below, Lin Qi carefully cradled the booklet in his palm. Facing the audience, he lowered his voice and said:
"Lord Jiang informed me that this cultivation art is called Divine Bone Blood Refining."
"A body-refining cultivation art."
"Its grade-"