The auction has begun.

In terms of format, this auction was very similar to the one they participated in in Zhaocheng.

However, the items auctioned were more expensive and rarer than those seen in Zhaocheng.

"Next item for auction: Vitality Thorn River. Starting bid: 50,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"Fifty-five thousand!"

Jia Xitong held up the small sign and called out a price.

A few people followed suit.

The price was gradually increased to 75,000 low-grade spirit stones, and fewer people were chasing the price.

In the end, Jia Xitong won the bid for the Life-Giving Thorn River for 81,000 low-grade spirit stones.

It went so smoothly, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

She had worried that someone might bid maliciously halfway through, but it seems she was worrying for nothing.

After the incense stick of life in Jichuan was photographed, the people from the Treasure Pavilion arrived with some items.

The one leading them was a beautiful young girl.

"This is your Life-Giving Thorn River. Would you like to pay with spirit stones or contribution points?"

Tens of thousands of spirit stones are not easy to obtain, so Jia Xitong had already exchanged them for contribution points.

He took Shang Yanting's disciple token and stuck it on that special magical artifact. Just like a credit card in his previous life, the contribution points were swiped away.

"As a valued guest of Treasure Pavilion, please leave your identification information so that we can register you and provide you with better service in the future."

The woman spoke softly.

Two small moles, visible only up close, are placed symmetrically at the corners of her eyes, where they connect to the root of her nose.

At first glance, it seems abrupt, but after looking at it for a while, it has a unique charm. Especially when she smiles, she has a kind of foxy allure.

The makeup is so unique, it makes the raccoon look gorgeous.

As the woman spoke softly, she blankly took out a small calligraphy brush and wrote her stage name—Jijika Shatong—on the register.

"...Are you sure you want to keep this name?"

The woman looked at the man sitting next to Jia Xitong.

"Keep it."

Shang Yanting picked up the raccoon and placed it on his lap, speaking without any hesitation.

The woman reached out and took the register. Inside her wide sleeve, Shang Yanting noticed a symbol—

"?"

The same symbol I saw under the Blood Banyan Tree that day.

"etc."

Shang Yanting stopped the person, "This is my first time at the Treasure Pavilion, and I would like to hear about the origin of this auction."

For guests on the second floor and above, Treasure Pavilion will try its best to fulfill their requests.

"Please wait a moment, I will arrange a servant for you."

##

The Treasure Pavilion is extremely efficient.

The servant arrived quickly and answered all my questions.

"The Treasure Pavilion was not opened independently by the academy, but was jointly established by the four major families: Helian, Gongyang, Wanqi, and Qu."

Upon entering the academy, everyone is guided by strength.

Among them, the four deans—Helian Xiong, Gongyang Sun, Wanqi Yi, and Qu Haifeng—are the strongest in the academy, belonging to the top tier. Their strength has led to the formation of a complex web of factions.

Because of the powerful forces behind it, no one in the academy dared to provoke the Treasure Pavilion.

"Tell me, what does this word mean?"

Shang Yanting lightly touched the tea with his finger, slowly drawing a question mark on the table.

"This is the clan crest of the Wanqi family."

The servant looked at Shang Yanting probingly, then obediently lowered his head. "What question does the young master have?"

"I saw this mark in that girl's sleeve just now, and I was just a little curious."

He waved for the servant to leave.

Recalling what the servant had said about Wanqi, the image of that mad, delusional spirit he had encountered in the Shang family's secret realm, which had driven him mad, came to mind.

The divine consciousness wanted him to take revenge, so he killed everyone he encountered named Wanqi.

I thought the world was so vast, but I never expected to run into someone so quickly.

##

"The Treasure Pavilion is really extravagant, auctioning off an entire mountain!"

Jia Xitong's exclamation interrupted his thoughts. Looking down, he saw an unnamed mountain clearly marked on the two maps of Dingtian Academy.

"Once you buy this mountain range, it becomes your private property. Everything in the mountain belongs to you, and outsiders are not only forbidden from entering the mountain, but also from freely stepping into the air."

The starting bid is 1 million low-grade spirit stones.

A territory that is entirely their own—this is a privilege that only the bigwigs of the academy are entitled to.

The raccoon, who loves hoarding land, is a little tempted.

"Are they putting such precious mountains up for auction?"

The others were also shocked.

"Don't even think about it, this mountain is not that mountain."

The disciple who knew the inside story spoke up, "The mountains of the masters are formed by the convergence of favorable timing and location. They are rich in spiritual energy and contain spiritual herbs and stones."

However, the mountains that are put up for auction are usually the ones that are left over.

The spiritual energy is scarce, and the mountains are filled with ordinary crops that have no value.

Spending a million spirit stones to buy a barren piece of land—does that mean you have so many spirit stones you don't know where to burn them?

"So that's how it is."

With this explanation, the mountain of one million spirit stones is not so hard to understand.

There were still bidders.

"One million and one thousand."

Jia Xitong held up a small sign and shouted the first call.

"One million five thousand".

"One million one hundred thousand."

Jia Xitong then held up her small card, "One million one hundred and eleven thousand."

"One million five hundred thousand."

"..."

The prices are mainly for the private rooms on the fourth and second floors.

The price was quickly raised to 1.55 million.

After this price, the bidding speed slowed down significantly.

"One million five hundred and eighty thousand, anyone else want to bid?"

The auctioneer on the stage asked questions, preparing to begin the countdown.

"One million five hundred and ninety thousand!"

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