Five Billion Gold Soul Coins!

The auction hall, on the first floor of the Nine Dragon Tower.

Dressed in a black robe, Shen Yan walked onto the auction stage, step by step.

In an instant, every gaze fell on him.

In the private rooms, familiar faces and newcomers alike held their breath.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's private room.

Looking at the black-robed figure on the auction stage, Ning Fengzhi spoke quietly to Ning Rongrong beside him.

"Rongrong, do you see him?"

"The man on the stage is the one who can help our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect achieve Martial Soul Evolution."

Ning Rongrong stared intently at Shen Yan on the stage and nodded.

Ning Fengzhi's voice grew a few shades graver.

"Remember, you must never act willfully in front of him."

"Otherwise, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could very well face utter destruction."

Ning Rongrong's gaze remained fixed on Shen Yan.

She spoke softly.

"I understand, Dad."

She might have been spoiled, but she was not stupid.

Anyone her father feared this much was definitely not someone they could afford to provoke.

On the auction stage, Shen Yan came to a stop.

His low, steady voice carried clearly into every private room.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Nine Dragon Tower's second auction."

"Among those present are many old friends, as well as many new ones."

"Since we have new friends here, I'll briefly repeat the rules."

Shen Yan paused.

"First, no causing trouble during the auction."

"Second, the highest bidder wins."

"Third, payment must be settled on the spot after a successful bid. Money and goods change hands together."

With that, Shen Yan wasted no more words.

With a thought, he acted.

A golden sphere appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The instant the golden sphere appeared.

The entire auction stage was bathed in dazzling golden light.

In every private room, everyone's eyes lit up.

Shen Yan raised the golden sphere and explained.

"This lot is called the Random God-Bestowed Martial Soul Origin."

"Upon use, it grants a new martial soul without any conditions."

"The type of martial soul is random and is related to the user's mindset and physical constitution."

"The stronger your physical constitution, the greater your chances of obtaining a powerful martial soul."

He paused, then continued.

"In addition, this item has another property."

"The martial soul obtained after absorbing it will generate a variable number of soul rings based on its own strength."

"At most, it can generate a full set of soul rings. At the very least, it will generate one."

Shen Yan's words fell.

Every private room instantly erupted into an uproar.

A martial soul and soul rings!

Wouldn't that be equivalent to obtaining a martial soul and a God-bestowed Soul Ring at the same time?

For a moment, everyone's breathing grew rapid.

Just as everyone was getting excited.

A questioning voice suddenly rang out.

"How can we confirm that what you're saying is true?"

Shen Yan raised his head and looked toward the voice.

Inside that private room, a burly man stood with his arms folded across his chest, looking at the auction stage.

He stood eight feet tall, his body packed with muscle.

He was none other than the Strength Clan's patriarch, Tai Tan!

Behind Tai Tan stood two equally burly men.

Both were members of the Strength Clan.

Beneath his black robe, Shen Yan smiled faintly.

He spoke.

"You're free to doubt me, but I won't prove it."

"If you want to bid, name your price."

"If you don't, stand aside and watch quietly."

Hearing this, Tai Tan frowned.

He pointed at Shen Yan and said loudly.

"What kind of rules are these?"

"Far too overbearing!"

The corners of Shen Yan's lips lifted slightly.

"My rules are the rules."

"If you don't like them, get out."

His words fell.

Inside Tai Tan's private room.

Three figures vanished into thin air.

Every private room instantly fell silent.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Had he sent them away? Or had he erased them outright?

Everyone was bewildered and uncertain, but Shen Yan acted as though nothing had happened.

Looking at the golden sphere in his hand, he continued.

"Since there are no other questions."

"Let's begin the auction."

"The Random God-Bestowed Martial Soul Origin. The starting bid is..."

"One hundred million Gold Soul Coins!"

The moment that price was announced.

Those from smaller factions immediately abandoned any thought of bidding.

One hundred million Gold Soul Coins!

There were few across the entire continent who could afford such a price.

Inside Xue Ye's private room.

He rose to his feet at once and called out in a clear voice.

"Five hundred million Gold Soul Coins!"

His words had barely fallen.

When a steady voice rang out from another private room.

"I bid one billion."

The bidder was none other than the Star Luo Emperor!

He had harbored doubts at first, but the instant he entered this tower, all his misgivings vanished.

Hearing the price double outright.

Everyone in the private rooms burst into another uproar.

But just then.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's private room, Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath and spoke.

"One point five billion."

He had failed to obtain the items last time because he had not prepared thoroughly enough.

But this time, even if he had to empty the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he would get it!

Yet almost simultaneously.

Qian Daoliu's voice rang out from the Worship Hall's private room.

"One point five billion, plus one fifty-thousand-year soul bone."

Another fifty-thousand-year soul bone!

Ning Fengzhi frowned toward the source of the voice. He could have guessed with his backside that it was Spirit Hall.

Everyone knew how rare soul bones were, yet they always seemed able to produce them.

Inside Bibi Dong's private room.

She stopped watching from the sidelines as well, rising to her feet and calling out.

"Two billion Gold Soul Coins."

"Plus three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones."

The moment that price was announced.

The entire venue fell silent, everyone looking toward her room in unison.

Bibi Dong had pushed the price straight to its highest point.

She could not be bothered to raise it little by little with these people.

She used the price to tell everyone outright that no matter how high they bid!

She would claim this lot!

Inside the Worship Hall's private room.

Qian Daoliu's fists involuntarily clenched.

His expression was terrifyingly dark.

Bibi Dong!

Where had she gotten so many resources?!

The Worship Hall had already expended a considerable amount at the previous auction.

A large portion of what they had brought this time had come from the personal reserves of the worshippers themselves!

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's private room.

Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly and sat back down.

He shook his head.

"It looks like we'll be returning empty-handed again."

Ning Rongrong looked at her father and spoke.

"Dad, doesn't our sect have lots of treasures?"

Ning Fengzhi sighed and spoke.

"None of those are on this lord's list. We'll have to sell more of them later and exchange them for Gold Soul Coins."

Xue Ye and the Star Luo Emperor both fell silent as well.

Spirit Hall had gone mad!

To pour so much into a single martial soul origin!

Its value had already exceeded three billion, far beyond what they could bear.

Seeing this, however, Shen Yan was somewhat dissatisfied.

But if no one else bid, he could only announce the auction's result.

Just as everyone thought the dust had settled on this lot.

A voice suppressing its excitement rang out from one of the private rooms.

"Five billion Gold Soul Coins."