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Looking at this auction venue, which was far larger than every auction venue he had seen before, Xiao Hua could not help but sigh. "Damn it, if everyone paid one high-grade Qi Stone, how many Qi Stones could they make?"
As Xiao Hua sighed, his steps carried him to the edge of a petal on the nine-tiered flower. Two gray-blue rays of light immediately shot from the credentials in Xiao Hua's and Fu Zhiwen's hands, landing directly on two seats at the very outermost edge. Needless to say, those were the seats assigned to Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen's inferior credentials.
"Forget it..." Xiao Hua waved his hand. "We're so far away. I wonder whether we'll even be able to see clearly. This Yazi Auction Venue really knows how to do business!"
When Xiao Hua reached the seats, some members of the Demon Race and Sea Race were already seated nearby. Xiao Hua glanced around. From afar, the seats had looked somewhat cramped, but once he actually sat down, they proved quite spacious. Moreover, transparent curtains of water had risen around the seats of the Demon Race members who had already taken their places. They were likely some sort of protective restriction, shielding those Demon Race cultivators.
Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen took their seats without immediately activating the restrictions upon them. Instead, they surveyed their surroundings with great interest. Demons and humans were streaming in from all around the auction venue. Presumably, the venue had more than one entrance, and the credentials issued at each entrance corresponded to seats