"The whispers of the sea god..."
These five words froze the entire auction hall.
Dead silence.
The silence was so profound you could hear a pin drop.
The next moment, a sudden burst of heavy, suppressed breathing erupted from the group of Sea Soul Masters.
Their faces were filled with fervor and piety, their eyes seeming to see their faith materialize and be within reach.
"Is...is this real?"
"A divine object capable of receiving the teachings of the Sea God!"
"No wonder, no wonder it was preserved in a thousand-year-old jade box, this is a sacred object! A sacred object indeed!"
In the VIP seats, Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Spear Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
"Brother, why did the High Priest bring this out?"
The voice of Sea Spear Douluo resounded directly in the mind of Sea Dragon Douluo through his soul power, his tone full of anxiety.
"I don't know either."
Sea Dragon Douluo frowned, his gaze fixed on the moon-white seashell.
"Although the Tide-Listening Shell is not an offensive treasure, its symbolic significance to us Sea Soul Masters is too great."
"Legend has it that a high priest once gained the initial approval of the Sea God through it. This item can almost be considered half a token, how could it..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already self-evident.
How can you sell this stuff!
Meanwhile, Poseidon remained calm.
"The Tide-Listening Shell..."
She murmured to herself, her voice carried away by the wind.
"You were meant to be a guiding beacon, not a destination. Now that the true chosen one has appeared, it is time for your mission to come to an end."
Her gaze seemed to fall on Xiao Wu, carrying a hint of relief and expectation.
"Rather than gathering dust in the Temple of the Holy Pillars, go and give your last bit of light and heat to bring what my Seagod Island needs more."
"It also helps those children understand that true faith comes from within, not from external things."
...
Inside the auction hall, Ning Rongrong took in the fervor of everyone present.
She cleared her throat, and when she spoke again, her voice carried a hint of solemnity.
"This item is a Tide-Listening Shell. Starting bid: one million gold soul coins."
"Each price increase must be no less than 100,000."
"The auction is now in session!"
No sooner had the words been spoken than a voice impatiently shouted out.
"One million two hundred thousand!"
The bidder was an island lord who had previously competed with Tao Jingyun. His eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast ready to fight to the death.
"Wang Laowu, are you crazy! One and a half million! Flying Fish Island wants it!"
"Bullshit! In front of a divine object, who cares about seniority! One million eight hundred thousand!"
"Two million! My Snake Island is determined to have it!"
Prices skyrocketed at an almost insane rate.
The people in the seats representing the mainland Soul Masters were dumbfounded.
"They've gone mad, they've all gone mad..."
One of the sect leaders muttered to himself, "Even if a seashell that can only hear sounds can predict storms and find schools of fish, it's not worth this price, is it?"
"What do you know?" someone nearby retorted.
"The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!"
"What the hell? Still thinking about finding schools of fish? Didn't you hear? Those are treasures that can hear the whispers of the sea god! To these sea spirit masters, they are priceless!"
Ning Fengzhi sat upright, a playful smile on his face, and gently shook his head.
A shell that listens to the tides?
His gaze swept over his radiant daughter on the stage.
My own daughter has inherited the legacy of the Nine-Colored Goddess.
Is there even a need to compare?
On the other side, in the Spirit Hall's seats, Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
The whispers of the sea god?
What she sought was a Rakshasa godhood that truly belonged to her.
What does the sea god have to do with her?
As for Tang Xiao, he was even less interested.
The Haotian Sect, based on the mainland, has never been interested in matters of the sea.
The real battlefield is between the Sea Soul Masters.
"Two and a half million!"
"Two million eight hundred thousand!"
"Three million! I'll offer three million! Who dares to compete with me!"
A burly, dark-skinned island lord suddenly stood up, unleashing an aura of Contra-level power, attempting to intimidate the entire scene.
However, in the face of this "sacred relic," the Contra's aura was clearly no match.
"Hmph, Shi Meng, you think you're the only one who's a Contra Master?"
Another chilling voice rang out, "Three million two hundred thousand!"
"Three and a half million!"
Tao Jingyun, who had previously captured the Deep Blue Ling Shan, has now joined the fray.
His face flushed red, clearly indicating that he was mortgaging his future credibility, but he couldn't care less about that now.
Shenlan Lingshan did it for her daughter, but this Tide-Listening Shell is for the future of the entire Storm Island!
Ning Liu watched this scene with composure, silently worrying for Tao Jingyun.
Dude, you just owed 1.6 million, and now you're going to add to that debt again?
Eventually, the price increase gradually slowed down.
When the island owner, who was the oldest and had white hair and beard, shouted out the number "three million eight hundred thousand" in a trembling voice, the entire room finally fell silent.
This price is beyond the affordability limit for most island owners.
Many people slumped down, their faces filled with disappointment and resentment.
The Soul Douluo Island Master named Shi Meng clenched his fists tightly, but finally sighed and gave up.
"Three million eight hundred thousand, for the first time!"
"Three million eight hundred thousand, the second time!"
Ning Rongrong looked around the room and, seeing that no one else was bidding, slammed the auction gavel down heavily.
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