The first item at the auction looked like an egg.

It's an oval shape about the size of a thumb, with a pink base and pinkish-purple patterns on it, like layers of petals painted on with pigment.

Instead of introducing the item first, the auctioneer made a hand gesture to magnify the image of the egg-shaped object, ensuring that everyone in the auction room could see it clearly.

As soon as the auctioneer lowered his hand from the hand seal, some impatient people in the auction hall immediately urged him on:

"Master Lin, what is this? You have to tell us about it first!"

Others echoed his sentiments, and the auction floor became somewhat noisy.

The auctioneer, known as Master Lin, was not angry at the noise. He glanced around the room with his beautiful eyes, smiled, and gestured for silence.

Suddenly, the people in the auction hall felt a gentle breeze brush past their noses, instantly calming their agitation caused by the atmosphere, and they involuntarily fell silent.

The auction hall, which had been noisy and bustling just moments before, fell silent instantly.

Master Lin's smile became even gentler and more beautiful. His eyes swept across the room once more, and his voice flowed into everyone's hearts like a babbling mountain spring.

"This is the first item up for auction today. I haven't introduced it because we don't know what it is either."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

Taking advantage of this moment of confusion, Master Lin, not giving anyone another chance to make a fuss, continued:

"But one thing we at Qingquan Pavilion can confirm is that this is not a spirit beast egg, but a seed, and it contains life."

"However, we really don't know what it is, how to grow it, or what its effects are."

As soon as Master Lin finished speaking, someone immediately said disdainfully:

"Huh? You dare to put something at an auction that you don't know what it is, what it's used for, or even how to grow?"

"The rare auction held by Qingquan Pavilion once every five years is nothing special!"

It has to be said that there are always some people in this world who don't bring their brains with them when they go out.

Judging from the expressions of the people in the room, quite a few people actually agreed with this thoughtless statement.

Master Lin took in the whole scene, a flash of mockery and impatience crossing his eyes, but he maintained a polite smile and calmly said:

"This customer seems to be in a hurry; he probably wants to buy a few more nice items today."

If you're not interested in this opening lot, please wait patiently and let other interested guests have a look first.

The person was sitting in the corner of the regular seating area on the first floor.

The auction venue at Qingquan Pavilion is very large, and it consists of tiered seating that surrounds the entire venue.

Once the auction begins in the venue, it is not permitted to use divine sense to view the auction items.

In positions like the very back row and corners, it's impossible to see the items clearly; the auctioneer needs to zoom in on the images.

However, most people who buy these corner seats are just there to see the excitement; they can't afford to buy the real treasures themselves.

Although Master Lin spoke sincerely and gently, to those who questioned Qingquan Pavilion, it was as if they had been slapped hard across the face in public.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to pay for it, which made him even more embarrassed, and he couldn't do anything about Master Lin.

After calmly and respectfully rebuking the man, Master Lin refocused his attention on the seed and continued:

"This item was chosen as the first item in this auction because the seed must have originated from ten thousand years ago."

"Although everything about this seed is unknown except for its potential for life, it is still worthwhile for knowledgeable or adventurous guests to make a purchase. Consider it a small perk of this auction."

Master Lin said a couple of final words, paused briefly, then his expression turned serious. He pointed to the box containing the seeds, and his clear and distinct bid echoed throughout the auction hall.

"An unknown seed from ten thousand years ago, starting bid is five hundred mid-grade spirit stones, with each bid increment no less than fifty mid-grade spirit stones."

The person who had questioned Qingquan Pavilion earlier was shocked upon hearing the price. He was astonished that someone would ask for 500 mid-grade spirit stones for something whose usefulness was unknown.

Then it occurred to me that no one would be that stupid; this thing would most likely go unsold.

Hey, the Qingquan Pavilion's rare auction, held once every five years, had its very first item fail to sell. Just thinking about it is exhilarating.

Unfortunately, before the man could finish his excited thoughts, a soft female voice came from a VIP box on the third floor:

"One thousand mid-grade spirit stones, I, Liu Yunzhao, will take this seed."

Double the price directly—truly befitting Fairy Yun Zhao's style.

Those who heard the offer nodded subconsciously, then realized that the person who made the offer was Fairy Yun Zhao!

Who doesn't know Yun Zhao, the fairy maiden of the Sun Realm's destiny?

After the people in the room realized what was happening, they looked in the direction from which the sound came and sure enough, they saw the three characters "Wanmiao Sect" written outside the VIP room.

The scene erupted once again, the atmosphere far more lively than the auctioned items.

The man who initially felt humiliated upon hearing Liu Yunzhao's offer suddenly stopped feeling embarrassed after realizing that it was Liu Yunzhao who had embarrassed him, and immediately joined the discussion about Liu Yunzhao.

The concept of the "Daughter of Heavenly Fortune" has a long history in the Sun Realm, and countless cultivators know about it, so such a scene is quite normal.

Liu Yunzhao, who was in the private room, was also very satisfied with the situation.

She hadn't originally planned to come to this auction, but that lingering soul insisted that she attend, saying there might be an opportunity.

Upon seeing the seed, Liu Yunzhao instantly understood why he had come.

Therefore, although he didn't know what it was, the inexplicable pull made Liu Yunzhao make a bid without hesitation.

To show that he wasn't trying to get a bargain, he specifically quoted double the price.

In retrospect, besides successfully obtaining the seed, there seems to have been an unexpected gain in people's hearts.

Hearing the excited shouts of "Daughter of Heavenly Fortune" and "Fairy Yun Zhao" outside, Liu Yun Zhao, who had been having a rough time recently, was in a great mood, and the corners of her lips slowly turned up.

Unfortunately, this is an auction, not the Wanmiao Sect, nor Liu Yunzhao's pilgrimage.

"One thousand and fifty mid-grade spirit stones."

A somewhat cold but crisp female voice rang out from another VIP room.

Although the sound wasn't loud, the entire auction hall fell silent almost instantly, as if by chance.

Master Lin, who was about to speak up and quiet the room, glanced at the private box in surprise, then immediately fulfilled his duties as auctioneer and announced loudly:

"The distinguished guest from the Shangqing Sect has bid one thousand and fifty..."

Before Master Lin could finish speaking, Liu Yunzhao's bid came again from the Wanmiao Sect's private room:

"Two thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

Master Lin's smile became even more genuine, and just as he was about to speak, the voice from the Shangqing Sect's private room spoke again:

"Two thousand and fifty mid-grade spirit stones."

This time, Master Lin remained silent, only shifting his gaze towards the Wanmiao Sect's private room.

"Three thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

Master Lin turned his head.

"Three thousand and fifty mid-grade spirit stones."

Liu Yunzhao realized that someone was deliberately trying to provoke her, and somewhat displeased, she walked to the window of the private room, opened it, and said:

"Five thousand mid-grade spirit stones! My friend over there, is there something you're unhappy about with Yun Zhao?"

There was no sound from the other end.

Master Lin's eyes darted around, preparing to take the stage again.