Ten million

As the atmosphere inside the auction house grew heated.

At the same time.

From the raised platform, where she alone remained, Bu Yi's sweet voice rang out.

"Everyone! A supreme-grade second-tier natural treasure... Mystic Yin Spirit Water! The opening bid is five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, with each increase no lower than ten thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

That voice.

Was nothing short of heavenly music.

In an instant, the clamor throughout the auction house vanished, replaced by waves of bids shouted in breaking voices!

"I offer five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones! Everyone, if you would do me this small courtesy, I can promise to petition our sect master in a few days to hold a disciple recruitment assembly!"

"A disciple recruitment assembly? Hahaha, Elder, you're making things far too easy for yourself! I offer six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Only those with poor aptitude would value such an opportunity. If we enter the Divine Treasury Realm, would we still care about such things? Six hundred and ten thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Six hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Six hundred and thirty thousand!"

"..."

No one cared about the three great sects' disciple recruitment assemblies.

If the juniors of their lineages had good aptitude, sects would naturally accept them.

If their aptitude was poor, even a disciple recruitment assembly would be of little use.

But entering the Divine Treasury Realm was the lifelong hope of countless cultivators.

Now that the opportunity was right before their eyes, a mere disciple recruitment assembly was supposed to make them give up?

What a flight of fancy!

For a moment, bids rang out throughout the entire auction house!

And not just inside; even on the street outside, voices rose one after another.

Such was the magic of Mystic Yin Spirit Water!

"One million low-grade spirit stones!"

A bid suddenly rang out amid the many voices.

It also plunged the hall into a brief silence.

Because that voice had come from the second floor... Heaven Room One!

If they were not mistaken, the person who had just spoken was the steward of the Commandery Prince's residence!

As the foremost power in Yanshan Commandery City, the Commandery Prince's residence naturally possessed prestige that towered over the entire city!

Thus.

The bid from the Commandery Prince's residence had momentarily silenced the auction house.

However.

It was only for a moment.

"Steward Rong, I truly covet the Mystic Yin Spirit Water, so my apologies. I offer one million one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Indeed! I covet it too! One million two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Haha, one million two hundred and ten thousand!"

"Everyone! The Commandery Prince is also extremely fond of it, so my apologies. The Commandery Prince's residence offers two million low-grade spirit stones!"

As these words fell, the entire venue went silent.

Only Steward Rong's words lingered slowly through the hall.

The Commandery Prince was extremely fond of it too?

Did that mean... the Commandery Prince was also in the private room?!

At that thought, everyone's expression changed.

How long had it been? How long had it been since anyone had seen the Yanshan Commandery Prince appear at an auction house?!

The sole great Divine Treasury Realm cultivator in the commandery city had actually graced this auction house with his presence?!

"What should we do?"

"Since the Commandery Prince has spoken, would bidding again displease him?"

"Even if it displeases him, are you going to give up just like that? That's Mystic Yin Spirit Water!"

"..."

Everyone discussed it quietly.

Their expressions were also very grim.

"I offer two million one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Just then, a bid suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned to look and saw that the bidder was someone from the three great sects!

Indeed, at a moment like this, only the three great sects could act without any scruples!

"Two million one hundred and ten thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Two million one hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Two million..."

With the three great sects having slighted the Commandery Prince.

Everyone inside the auction house also began bidding one after another.

Soon, the bids had driven the price up to three million!

Such a price already matched what the Song Lineage head had paid for the Four Directions Ghost Saber last night!

However.

The price was still rising amid fierce competition!

"Three million one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Three million two hundred thousand!"

"The Commandery Prince's residence offers three million five hundred thousand!"

Steward Rong's voice thundered out again.

This time, the expressions of the five great lineages all turned grim.

They, the five great lineages, had been the most enthusiastic bidders just now.

In their eyes.

This declaration from the Commandery Prince's residence was also a warning to them!

In wealth, the five great lineages and the Commandery Prince's residence were much of a muchness, but in strength, the Yanshan Commandery Prince, a Divine Treasury Realm cultivator, crushed them!

And now, the opportunity to enter the Divine Treasury Realm lay right before them.

With such a supreme treasure, they might well be able to stand on equal footing with the Yanshan Commandery Prince in the future!

But at precisely this moment, the Yanshan Commandery Prince had begun warning them!

"Father! What should we do?"

"Bid!"

The Song Lineage head gritted his teeth and said with a savage expression, "Three million six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Boom!

As that voice fell.

It seemed to shake the entire auction house.

The five great lineages were wrestling with the Yanshan Commandery Prince!

Such a situation was nothing short of astonishing!

"Three million six hundred and ten thousand!" the Niu Lineage head immediately spoke as well.

"Three million six hundred and twenty thousand!" This was the Su Lineage head.

"Three million six hundred and thirty thousand!" This was the Fang Lineage head.

"..."

"What about the Yan Lineage head? Why isn't he bidding?!"

"No idea. Could he be afraid?"

"Hmph! As the foremost of the five great lineages, how could the Yan Lineage be afraid at a time like this?"

"Then why isn't he bidding?"

"Perhaps he's preparing to cross swords with the Commandery Prince's residence at the very end..."

"..."

Discussion rose and fell throughout the hall.

Everyone wore a grave expression.

They knew.

The contest unfolding at the Profound Heaven Auction House now was undoubtedly deciding the balance of power in Yanshan Commandery City ten years from now!

Taking part in such a momentous affair, they all felt an almost suffocating pressure envelop them!

"Four million!"

Steward Rong spoke again, unhurriedly.

"Four million one hundred thousand!"

"Four million two hundred thousand!"

"Four million three hundred thousand!"

The heads of the great lineages continued to follow suit, their foreheads drenched in sweat.

"Five million!"

"Hiss... the Commandery Prince's residence has bid five million! Do they really have that much money?"

"No idea! But the five great lineages probably won't be able to keep up much longer."

"The Yan Lineage hasn't even bid yet!"

"True..."

In the hall and on the street outside, countless people looked tense.

No one had expected that merely attending an auction would see a single auction item set Yanshan Commandery City's top powers so fiercely against one another.

From the way they spoke, they were only a step away from coming to blows on the spot!

And just as the great lineages were finding the situation exceedingly troublesome.

Suddenly.

An even more shocking bid abruptly rang throughout the hall.

"Ten million!!!"

The moment those words spread.

Everyone present was left somewhat dumbfounded.

Ten million?

Even the Commandery Prince's residence would not dare claim it could produce that many spirit stones!

Who had placed that bid?

Everyone looked toward the voice and saw more than a dozen people with fierce, ruthless presences slowly rise from their seats in a corner.

Several had hideous scars on their faces, and their eyes held an indifference that disregarded life itself.

With that demeanor.

No matter how those in the hall looked at them... they did not seem like people who had come to bid.