Even someone with a keen eye like Old Yang couldn't understand it, so Yu Wuwei was completely impressed by this piece of silk that was supposed to be two or three thousand years old.

You have to know that Mr. Yang is a treasure appraisal expert who is ranked among the best in the whole of China. Although he is not a professional in this field, they are in the same field and there are always common points. Mr. Yang's experience and vision are still there. In any case, he is much better than the average rookie.

Yu Wuwei was very curious about this. Even Old Yang couldn't understand it, so he wanted to see it for himself.

He immediately released his spiritual sense and directly covered the silk satin on the stage, wanting to see what this thing was.

However, it would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. Once he looked at it, Yu Wuwei was so shocked that his eyes widened, and his heart was already in turmoil!

If he hadn't developed the ability to remain calm in the face of any emergency from his daily visits to heaven, he would have almost screamed.

If this thing was placed in front of others, even the most sophisticated instruments would not be able to detect anything, but in front of him, nothing could escape his sight because he had spiritual awareness.

And only a cultivator like him who has spiritual awareness can see the true value of this thing.

Within the reach of Yu Wuwei's spiritual consciousness, the silk below was blessed by great magical power, and was inscribed with densely packed text symbols.

Although Yu Wuwei could not recognize what was written on it, he knew that it was definitely the ancient characters of heaven and was definitely not an ordinary thing.

This piece of silk was probably left behind by the ancient gods and immortals. It is not an ordinary thing at all and will certainly not be damaged.

According to Yu Wuwei's estimation, even if he tore it apart with all his strength, it would not react.

Judging from the time, this kind of text must have been passed down before the ancient times when the gods were conferred. Not to mention two or three thousand years, it must have been more than seven or eight thousand years. Its value cannot be judged solely by its age.

Yu Wuwei was surprised and delighted that he had never expected to encounter such a magical item at an auction in the mortal world.

He was determined to get this piece of silk. He didn't care even if the records on it were of no use to him. It was just money. What Yu Wuwei cared least about now was money. At most, he could give it away with a few fairy stones. Fairy stones were the most he had now.

It is his fortune to encounter immortal objects in the mortal world, and he must not let it go!

While everyone at the scene was still in shock and discussing, He Lixuan on the stage had already announced the reserve price: 10 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 1 million.

As soon as He Lixuan finished speaking, before anyone else could react, Yu Wuwei shouted out, "Twenty million!"

When Yu Wuwei said this, everyone on and off the stage, including those in the VIP room, was shocked except himself.

It is said that this thing has been identified by experts as being two or three thousand years old, but who can guarantee that the experts are not wrong?

Just looking at the state of preservation of the silk and the level of craftsmanship, it is really worth considering.

Even if it has been confirmed that this is the real thing, there is no need to be so anxious in the face of such a high reserve price, right?

Others haven't even bid once, and you're already raising the price by 10 million. How much do you want this thing?

He Lixun naturally recognized Yu Wuwei's voice and glanced at Yu Wuwei's box in surprise. She was also wondering what was wrong with this little brother? Why was he so concerned about this piece of silk? He seemed very anxious! What was special about this silk?

He Lixun naturally couldn't treat this little brother who was able to bring out such top-quality jade for auction as an ordinary bumpkin.

However, no matter how hard she thought, she could not figure out why he valued this piece of silk so much.

But since they had already made an offer, she couldn't pretend not to know. After a brief moment of shock, she reacted and said, "What a generous offer! A VIP has raised the price to 10 million for sex. Is there anyone else who wants to bid higher?"

"If not, Li Xun will have to hammer it out. The current offer is 20 million Chinese Yuan. 20 million Chinese Yuan once, 20 million Chinese Yuan twice..."

"Twenty-one million Chinese yuan!" Before He Lixuan finished her question, a slightly stiff voice came from another VIP room.

The people at the scene had not yet recovered from the shock brought by the origin of the silk, and then they were shocked by Yu Wuwei's sudden increase in the price by 10 million, and they were unable to react for a while.

Now He Lixuan had shouted twice, and finally someone reacted and added one million.

In VIP Room No. 6, two VIP rooms away from Yu Wuwei's VIP Room No. 9, a middle-aged man with a slightly feminine appearance frowned at the young man next to him and said, "What's going on? Have you forgotten why we came here? What's the price you want for this piece of rag?"

The young man on the side said with a ferocious look on his face, "That's him! I remember his voice. He's the old driver who made Brother Cheng afraid to go on the track now. Since he wants this thing, I won't let him have it!"

If Yu Wuwei or the audience who had watched the two underground car races with Korean racers were here, they would recognize that the young man with a ferocious face was the violent woman Park Sun-ho.

This Korean racing driver, who came here for the first time to secretly disrupt the event but was shown off by Yu Wuwei driving a Wuling Hongguang, Park Sun-ho will never forget the voice that day that made him dream about it. The voice actually called him a woman!

The one who was supposed to attend the auction this time was Red Hair Jiang Tiancheng. However, after the trip to Akina Mountain, Jiang Tiancheng was psychologically traumatized by Yu Wuweixiu.

Although he is not like Yasutoshi Miyamoto who goes crazy when he touches a car, he does not dare to drive fast and will tremble once he reaches a certain speed.

For this reason, Jiang Tiancheng was taken directly back to Korea for treatment.

This time, Jiang Tiancheng's father Jiang Yuanhao had to come to the auction in person, and Park Sunhao also came with his uncle to join in the fun.

"Oh? You mean it's because of this person that Tiancheng became so abnormal?" Jiang Yuanhao narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!" Park Sun-ho nodded quickly, "It's him! I'll never forget his voice even if I die!"

Jiang Yuanhao nodded and said, "We can fight with him, but it must not affect the main purpose of our visit!"

On the other side, in box number nine, Yu Wuwei sighed inwardly when he heard the sound of the price being raised. If the other party had reacted a little slower, he would have taken the treasure directly into his pocket.

Now I have no choice but to continue bidding. I can't let this thing go no matter what.

Yu Wuwei subconsciously used his spiritual sense to glance at the box where he had just bid. When he saw a slightly familiar face inside, he felt a little annoyed. It was actually that Korean woman. It seemed that she came here specifically for him.