Inside the VIP room, Ning Liu looked at the rusty short sword on the stage, somewhat speechless.
This Doran's Sword was the second item he drew from the system's prize pool.
When he first got his hands on it, he was very careful, afraid that if he used even a little force, the thing would break.
Its appearance is so pathetic, it looks like scrap metal dug out of some ancient battlefield.
"Something must be fishy about something that's produced by the system?"
Ning Liu muttered to himself.
He didn't quite believe the system would give him a piece of real junk.
Perhaps this sword possesses some special value that it has yet to discover?
If it can be sold at auction, the system's refund might reveal its extraordinary nature.
However, after DouDou announced the starting price of "one gold soul coin" on the auction stage, the entire auction hall fell into a long silence.
The laughter stopped, replaced by an eerie wait-and-see attitude.
Anyone can pay one gold soul coin.
But who would want such a piece of scrap metal?
Ning Liu frowned slightly.
"No way, is it really going to go unsold?"
He was getting a little impatient.
If the item fails to sell at auction, the system's chance to return it will be wasted!
"Senior brother, nobody wants this broken sword!"
Ning Rongrong leaned closer and complained softly.
"Look, even a top-quality kitchen knife wouldn't sell for a single gold soul coin, right? It's so rusty, it'd be too dull to even chop wood!"
Ning Liu glanced at her sideways, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Say it again?"
"Furthermore, I'll put your precious ledger up for auction again."
"Let's see how many we can sell this time, and whether anyone is eager to buy them."
Ning Rongrong's face turned pale, and she quickly covered her mouth and shook her head vigorously.
If that ledger, which records her various "secret stashes" and "dark history," were to be auctioned off again, she would rather challenge a soul beast to a duel.
Just when Ning Liu thought he was really going to lose the Dolan Sword, a hesitant voice finally rang out in the arena.
"Uh... ten thousand gold soul coins."
The sound was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
Ten thousand gold soul coins for such a broken sword?
Crazy?
Or perhaps... this sword truly holds some unknown secret?
Inside the auction hall, the expressions of the onlookers who had been watching the spectacle instantly became subtle.
From some of the private rooms, low voices immediately came out giving instructions.
"Quick! Find out exactly what this Doran's Blade is all about!"
"Dolan? Which Dolan? Could he be the master swordsmith? Does he have a historical reputation?"
"Never mind that, investigate first! A piece of junk that someone would spend 10,000 gold soul coins to buy must be something special!"
DouDou was clearly a little surprised, but she reacted quickly, and her sweet voice immediately rang out.
"Ten thousand gold soul coins! This distinguished guest has bid ten thousand gold soul coins!"
"Are there any higher prices?"
She looked around the room, speaking much faster than before.
"Ten thousand gold soul coins for the first time!"
"Ten thousand gold soul coins, second time!"
"Ten thousand gold soul coins, for the third time!"
"clang!"
The crisp sound of the gavel falling rang out.
"Congratulations to our distinguished guest on successfully bidding for the Doran Sword!"
DouDou's voice carried a hint of relief, and the system's notification sounded in NingLiu's mind right on time.
[Ding! Doran's Sword successfully auctioned!]
[Auction Price: 10,000 Gold Soul Coins!]
[Trigger random return multiplier: 100x!]
[Congratulations, host! You have received a reward of one million Gold Soul Coins!]
Ning Liu: "..."
One million gold soul coins.
That's quite a lot.
But compared to the hundredfold return, Ning Liu felt an indescribable disappointment.
It seems that this Doran's sword really isn't anything special.
The system simply multiplied its auction price by one hundred.
I... just wasted a precious opportunity to get a refund from the auction.
After all, what does one million gold soul coins mean to him right now?!
He sighed softly, feeling a pang of regret.
On the auction stage, DouDou had already signaled to the maid to bring up the next item for auction.
This time, the red cloth on the tray was lifted, revealing a golden tulip with a faint fragrance.
The flower was elegant and luxurious, with layers of petals as if sculpted from gold, and within its stamens, the radiance of the sun and moon seemed to flow.
A strange life force spread out.
DouDou's smile regained its confidence and composure, and her voice returned to its previous sweet and melodious tone.
"Distinguished guests, the next item in this auction is sure to attract a real battle!"
"This item is called the Qiluo Tulip!"
"The year is the same as the first item auctioned: 100,000 years!"
DouDou emphasized her words.
"Its effect is that it can absorb the essence of the sun and moon, temper the Soul Master's physique, and greatly enhance Soul Power!"
"More importantly..."
She paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over several specific VIP rooms.
"If this immortal herb is absorbed by a Soul Master with a Treasure-type Martial Soul, especially a Support-type Treasure-type Martial Soul, there is a high probability that it will cause their Martial Soul to evolve!"
This statement did not elicit the expected uproar in the room.
Instead, a murmur arose.
"The Qiluo Tulip? A rare herb that's been around for 100,000 years, not bad."
"It's a pity, its main effect is on support-type martial souls."
A rough voice rang out.
"Support-type Soul Masters are important, but which faction would spend a lot of money to buy something like this just for a support-type Soul Master?"
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