Some are happy, some are sad!
This naturally includes the Blood Fiend Offering and a group of ancient martial arts masters in the private rooms on the second floor.
"Young Master! This guy is bullying us too much!"
"That piece of ancient jade is very likely that thing!"
"We came here specifically for this!"
Inside a private room, several figures dressed in robes and wearing masks revealed their anger.
An overwhelming sense of oppression raged through the private room, terrifying everyone present.
“A fragment of the Soul Jade should produce soul fluctuations, but I didn’t sense any fluctuations just now!”
"This piece of jade might be fake!"
"The last thing!"
"If it really is a fragment of a Heaven-grade spiritual artifact, we must obtain it no matter the cost!"
"If necessary, some measures can be used!"
A young man stood with his hands behind his back, his cold gaze concealing a turbulent undercurrent.
......
"Today, we've arrived at the last treasured item of our Jinhua auction!"
"I cannot assess the price of this item!"
"Even that mysterious person doesn't know the price of this thing!"
"Our Jinhua auction house has assessed this item and determined it to be worth 10 billion!"
"Today's starting bid is 10 billion!"
"Bring the things up!"
Soon, two maids carried a large box onto the stage.
The box was very old and worn, having endured countless hardships; the wood on top was rotten.
"Bang!" Shen Yanran opened the box.
A worn-out blade came into view.
The object on it was covered in rust, as if it had been there for thousands of years.
About half a meter from the blade, Shen Yanran picked up the item, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
I wonder what that gentleman was thinking? This piece of junk, he's selling it for at least 10 billion.
In fact, their Jinhua Mansion didn't even have an appraisal, because no one could assess the price of this item.
Shen Yanran asked her grandfather herself, and he said that this thing was very likely a "spiritual artifact", but it was too old and worn out.
Moreover, after countless years, the spirit of the artifact has probably already perished.
There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy present inside.
This thing is called a "spiritual artifact," are you kidding me?
The key seller only has this one price, so why are they entrusting them to auction it?
In order to create a precious atmosphere, Shen Yanran had no choice but to bite the bullet and say that they had consulted experts for authentication.
"It's here!"
"Second Young Master!"
"Is this really a fragment of a magical artifact?" the middle-aged man asked from afar.
Wang Chong stared at the object, his eyes darting around.
At the same time, in the private room on the second floor, Ye Feng and Jiang Lingxuan were both stunned.
How should this item be evaluated?
"Mr. Ye, I can't sense the spirit of the artifact!"
The so-called "weapon spirit" is the soul that naturally forms when a magical weapon is forged.
Just like people, the spirit of a weapon can resonate with its owner.
As long as a martial artist can form a tacit understanding with the weapon spirit, and even summon objects remotely, the weapon spirit is extremely important to a spiritual weapon.
Moreover, it is the spirit of a Heavenly-grade spiritual artifact. It is likely that the spirit has already developed sentience. If it were a complete Heavenly Extreme spiritual artifact, it would definitely be comparable to a powerful expert.
This thing, when it sits guard over a clan or tribe, no one dares to invade!
Because if a Celestial Weapon Soul recognizes its master, it will absolutely protect its master's safety with its life.
"What a pity!"
"The weapon spirit must have perished!"
"But the material itself is priceless!"
"A celestial artifact, containing the terrifying pressure of its wielder!"
"The pressure slumbers, and the weapon cannot harm!"
"The oppressive force awakens, capable of destroying heaven and earth!"
Jiang Lingxuan has her own unique understanding: this thing is very ancient.
It is even older than their Valley of a Thousand Flowers, and the patterns on it seem to reveal an indescribable sense of vicissitude.
It was as if beneath those rust and spots lay the blood of the destroyer.
Celestial artifacts, from ancient times, were used to kill powerful figures in this world.
The wielder was a powerful being, but for some unknown reason, he and his weapon were destroyed in the river of time.
Just how terrifying is it to be able to kill a powerful expert wielding a celestial artifact?
That kind of realm only exists in legends.
No one can verify it; those from ancient martial arts sects can only look up to it with reverence.
In another private room, the young man trembled for a good moment before he came to his senses: "Take this thing down!"
"I can feel an immense power!"
"If it can't be repaired, it can be reforged!"
"At that time, who will be able to stand against my clan?"
The two elderly men beside them showed a price to the maid in the room.
......
"15 billion!"
Someone has made a bid!
My God, they added five billion!
Wang Chong sneered: "Two hundred billion!"
"The ancient martial arts family has made a move? That indirectly proves that this thing is real!"
"A fragment of a Heaven-grade spiritual artifact!"
This time, the Wang family must take it down!
The old man next to him immediately raised his paddle and began bidding.
"Young Master Wang has made his move!"
"Isn't this just a piece of scrap metal?"
"A five billion increase in the price!"
"Hiss!" Countless people gasped in shock.
"Two hundred and fifty billion!"
"Three hundred billion!"
"Three hundred and fifty billion!"
"Four hundred billion!"
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