At the heart of the capital.
The place was bustling beyond measure.
Even if their teahouse lay within the capital's bounds, it was still separated from here by a hundred and eight thousand li, so distant it made one's scalp tingle. After all, what the Immortal Realm lacked least was territory.
Today, a grand auction was being held here.
It was an extraordinarily vast auction venue, where countless rare treasures—and even living beings—were put up for sale.
Yet the auction hall, which should have been roaring with noise, was deathly silent. A chill even showed on the faces of countless cultivators, including those from the great Cultivation Families of the capital.
"Myriad Phenomena Water... condensed from the Heaven and Earth Rules... this treasure came from the Qiyi Wilds... it is an exceedingly rare wonder in the Immortal Realm..."
The auctioneer spoke tremblingly. "The starting price... is one hundred thousand High-Grade Immortal Spirit Stones..."
After saying that, he swallowed hard.
Yet among the million cultivators in the hall, the atmosphere became strangely eerie after his words. Not a single person called a bid.
The auction house was silent as death.
On the high platform, a cold bead of sweat slowly slid down the auctioneer's forehead. His fingers trembled slightly, and he forced a smile onto his lips.
Yet his gaze unconsciously turned towards a VIP room suspended in midair—
Within that miraculous space, encircled by ninety-nine floating restriction formations and sealed by ten-thousand-year cold jade, a figure could vaguely be seen sitting. It was merely a silhouette, yet it seemed to overlook the entire auction house, making hearts and souls tremble, leaving no one daring to look directly at it.
The Next Moment, an incomparably majestic voice rang out.
It was neither hurried nor slow, carrying a superiority and authority rooted