Soul Land: From a Willow Staff to the Heights of Heaven
Chapter 249

Poor Wang Yan, Putty in Women's Hands

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Wang Yan nodded and smiled. "Let's go. The auction is about to begin."

From the outside, Chen Ping had originally thought this was a very small auction house. After all, the building did not seem to take up much space.

Only after actually entering did he discover a whole other world within.

The auction house was underground rather than above it, and this building was merely its entrance.

Upon entering the auction house, they found a red-carpeted staircase a full five meters wide stretching downward, with no staff outside to guide them.

They continued down, reaching the registration area only after descending roughly twenty meters.

Wang Yan had already completed these tedious procedures before bringing everyone here. He handed each person a numbered token, and only upon seeing these tokens did a girl in a long red dress lead them farther inside.

After they passed through an old-fashioned wooden door, the scene abruptly changed. Everything in sight was a dazzling expanse of gold.

A broad passageway glittered with gold and splendor, its lavish decor exceeding even that of the Star Emperor Hotel where Chen Ping and the others were staying.

The passage was over ten meters wide, its floor laid with expensive ivory-white jade tiles. Along either side, pairs of pillars carved from the same material and adorned with magnificent patterns stood at ten-meter intervals. The walls looked as though they had been covered in gold leaf, with intricate, gorgeous patterns carved into them.

Luxurious crystal chandeliers hung overhead, yet they did not feel oppressive in the slightest, for the passage had a ceiling a full five meters high.

The lighting was a soft, bright yellow. Against the golden walls on either side, this golden world, with its striking sense of depth, was enough to dazzle anyone and leave them

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