Feng Qijue raised his eyes, having been watching Yun Qingyao's expression all along. When he saw her suddenly smile, he was utterly dumbstruck.
Her beauty eclipsed all through the ages; even lotus blossoms would blush before her jade-like face.
"Fine. I don't have enough money on me. If I take a fancy to any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, I'm afraid I'll need Your Divine Child to generously foot the bill!"
Yun Qingyao said with a smile.
"Hahaha, no problem! Miss, whatever you set your eyes on, just tell me. I guarantee I'll get it for you!"
Feng Qijue grinned.
Sure enough, he still had no small amount of charm.
After all, he was a Divine Child!
That identity alone was enough to make countless proud daughters of heaven lose their souls.
He felt that during this auction, he would be able to win over the woman before him.
If this woman was the Divine Child of some sect, that would be even better. They could become Dao Companions and help each other in the Divine Ruins Battlefield!
Just then, a woman in a purple dress slowly approached. She was actually Ziyan, the Divine Child of the Purple Sun Divine Pavilion.
Ziyan also sized Yun Qingyao up, glanced at her waist, then compared it with her own. She said in disbelief, "Heavens, there's actually such a slender waist in this world!"
"Divine Child, you should take your seat quickly!"
A steward at the side softly reminded her.
"Mind your own business!"
Ziyan replied impatiently. She continued examining Yun Qingyao, only then understanding why Feng Qijue, whose standards were so high, had taken a liking to Yun Qingyao.
She was simply the finest of the finest!
Even she, a woman, was captivated. Slim where she should be slim, full where she