"Enough, spare us the chatter. Just tell us the starting bid!"
Someone in the auction hall finally lost patience and called out to the white-haired old man onstage.
The white-haired old man shook his head, then said, "This dried magical beast corpse is difficult to appraise, so our sect has decided not to auction it for gold coins. Instead, we will accept bids in the form of barter."
Hesitation appeared on everyone's faces when they heard this, especially among the major factions in the VIP seats. They did not believe a single word of the white-haired old man's earlier assurances.
They all feared paying a hefty price only to receive a magical beast corpse containing nothing but thoroughly rotten flesh. For a while, no one offered a bid.
A trace of cold sweat appeared on the white-haired old man's forehead as he surveyed the silent auction hall. They had already exhausted every means of examining the beast. Most of its flesh had completely lost its energy and was worthless; only the bone wings on its back retained some residual energy. As for the supposed magic core, none of their methods had detected any response. That was precisely why they had chosen to put the dried corpse up for auction.
"One Dou Ling Pill and one Emperor-Level Pill!"
Just as silence settled over the hall, Xiao Fan spoke slowly from his chair, stating his bid.
The white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief at Xiao Fan's offer. As long as someone was bidding, that was enough. Still, one Dou Ling Pill and one Emperor-Level Pill fell somewhat short of their estimated value.
The members of the other factions turned their gazes toward Xiao Fan's seats upon hearing his bid. They knew there was a master alchemist seated there, so they