Vajra Demon-Subduing Palm

"Tier-one mid-grade martial technique successfully auctioned. Congratulations, host, on triggering a thousandfold critical return and obtaining..."

"A tier-three supreme-grade martial technique-Vajra Demon-Subduing Palm!"

The system's voice echoed in his mind.

Gu Fan's face immediately lit up with wild delight!

A thousandfold critical return?

A tier-three supreme-grade martial technique?!

In Guangyang City, he had gone seven consecutive auctions without receiving a critical return of this magnitude.

So much so that he had even suspected such opportunities would be few and far between in the future.

Yet, against all expectations, his very first auction in Yanshan Commandery City had yielded a thousandfold critical return.

Had he known, he would have scraped together a tier-two treasure to auction, no matter what!

He felt a slight pang of regret.

But Gu Fan quickly regained his composure and continued watching the auction, his expression unruffled.

"Congratulations to this guest on winning the Great Buddha Palm..."

"Next is the second lot of this auction, a tier-one mid-grade magical treasure-the Flying Feather Sword!"

Onstage, Bu Yi introduced the second lot.

At the same time, a maid presented the Flying Feather Sword in its rectangular wooden box to the audience below.

Within the wooden box, the sword's lines were exceptionally smooth, and even looking at it, one could sense a faint sharpness.

That alone showed that this Flying Feather Sword was among the finest tier-one mid-grade magical treasures!

However.

At this sight.

The guests below frowned and whispered among themselves.

"Another tier-one mid-grade lot?"

"I thought there would be something good after the first item. Who knew it would still be tier-one mid-grade..."

"Do you think the rumors of a tier-two treasure at this auction were a lie? Could such a tiny auction house really have a tier-two treasure?"

"Hard to say, hard to say..."

The murmuring was rather quiet and did not interfere with the auction.

Bu Yi then said sweetly from the stage, "The tier-one mid-grade Flying Feather Sword has a starting price of two thousand low-grade spirit stones. Each increase must be no less than one hundred low-grade spirit stones. Bidding begins now!"

"Two thousand low-grade spirit stones! It looks like a fine sword! I just wonder whether it's fit for slaying demonic beasts!"

"I bid three thousand!"

"Four thousand..."

"..."

Bids followed one after another.

Most people, however, watched the scene indifferently.

At the back of the hall, Feng Xu could not help breaking into a nervous sweat at the sight.

He could see it now: for both lots, the bidders were all regular customers of the auction house.

As for those new faces.

Every one of them remained silent, and some had even quietly begun questioning the auction house's capabilities.

Just now, he had heard a nearby guest question whether there were any tier-two treasures being auctioned here.

That had given him quite a fright!

Because, just as that guest had said, this auction really did have no tier-two treasures!

And judging by these people's bearing, they were not easy to provoke.

If they discovered they had been deceived, would they smash up this auction house?

And as its steward, would he be beaten black and blue by them, or even dragged into the Black Forest and silenced for good?!

Dangerous thoughts tangled through his mind like countless threads.

They left Feng Xu's forehead covered in sweat.

"Seven thousand low-grade spirit stones, going once..."

"Seven thousand low-grade spirit stones, going twice..."

"Seven thousand low-grade spirit stones, going three times! Congratulations to this guest on winning the tier-one mid-grade Flying Feather Sword!"

Unaffected by the hushed atmosphere below the stage, Bu Yi announced the result with a sweet smile.

Then she spoke again. "Next is the third lot of this auction, a tier-one mid-grade..."

Before she could finish.

A questioning voice suddenly rang out in the silent hall.

"May I ask, Miss Bu! Does this auction actually have a tier-two treasure or not?!"

The speaker was a young man in white robes, his face as flawless as polished jade, with a jade pendant hanging at his waist.

Those with sharp eyes immediately cried out at the sight.

"Someone from the Yan Lineage!"

"The Yan Lineage, one of the five great Lineages! Judging by this young man's appearance, he must be one of their disciples. To think he came here too!"

"I recognize him. Yan Zai! The seventh son of the Yan Lineage's patriarch. Perhaps he came to the auction house to find a birthday gift for the patriarch!"

"Gasp!!!"

"..."

A disciple of the Yan Lineage had graced the Profound Heaven Auction House with his presence.

It truly made those around him draw sharp breaths.

But then they turned their gazes toward Bu Yi onstage.

Indeed, they too very much wanted to know whether there was a tier-two treasure.

However.

At the young man's questioning, Bu Yi's face immediately went pale.

As a responsible auctioneer, she always inspected the lots before each auction.

And this time, Bu Yi had undoubtedly seen only four items.

Gu Fan had said there were five lots in this auction, with the final one being a tier-two treasure.

Because of this, Bu Yi had gone to ask Gu Fan.

He had naturally given his solemn assurance, but said the treasure was too precious to be entrusted to anyone else.

Upon hearing that answer, Bu Yi had immediately understood that there was no tier-two treasure at all!

She had never imagined that someone as strikingly handsome as Gu Fan would actually be a man fond of lying!

Bu Yi was deeply disappointed.

But for the spirit stones, she had stayed at the auction house to preside over this auction.

Now, faced with the questioning of the Yan Lineage patriarch's son, Bu Yi's mind had truly gone completely blank.

Join Gu Fan in lying to and deceiving someone from the Yan Lineage?

Who would dare?!

But if she told the truth, what auction house would hire someone so foolish?

Bu Yi felt utterly hopeless. Caught in this dilemma, she saw Gu Fan, seated in the place of honor, rise unhurriedly and look toward Yan Zai.

"I am the owner of this auction house..."

As he spoke, he turned to face everyone, wearing a composed smile. "Please, put your minds at ease. The final lot of this auction will certainly satisfy you all. If my words prove untrue, I will leave myself... entirely at your disposal!"

As these words fell.

A stir immediately swept through the entire auction hall.

With the auction house's owner personally declaring that there was a tier-two treasure, could it possibly be false?

Otherwise, he could forget about ever remaining in Yanshan Commandery City!

Hearing his answer, Yan Zai immediately fixed his gaze on Gu Fan, his eyes sharp.

But then he smiled. "With the owner's assurance, I naturally believe it. But if you deceive me... I wonder, owner, whether you can bear a single word from me?"

"Brother Yan! In this world... there is no one whose words I cannot bear."

Gu Fan smiled as well, then replied with a laugh.

"Good!"

Yan Zai nodded and sat down.

But he had made up his mind: if Gu Fan dared deceive him... he guaranteed that the man would not see tomorrow's sun!

And the exchange between Gu Fan and Yan Zai.

Had undoubtedly quelled the faint restlessness in the auction hall.

Seeing this.

Bu Yi hurriedly steadied herself and spoke with a sweet smile. "We will now proceed to the third lot, a tier-one mid-grade pill-the Minor Rejuvenation Pill!"