161: Luo Jin Xuan Dao

Though the sound was not loud, it echoed exceptionally clearly in the nearly enclosed auction hall. Naturally, it was heard by everyone, and the crowd cheered with a measured enthusiasm.

Immediately after, Star gave a slight nod to the crowd before gracefully descending from the stage to sit alongside the auction house staff.

Meanwhile, You Pan and Dao Ke, dressed in formal attire, took the positions Star had previously occupied.

With the appearance of You Pan and Dao Ke, the auction officially commenced... The bright lights on the stage suddenly dimmed without warning, as if an invisible giant hand had forcibly dragged the light into darkness.

The vision of the audience became blurred, but they could still vaguely see a red curtain slowly parting to both sides.

A dazzling golden light suddenly flared up—like a golden sun breaking through the dawn, instantly dispelling the surrounding gloom.

The golden radiance was so intense that many low-level cultivators instinctively squinted, using their hands to shield their eyes to avoid being burned by the piercing glare.

As their eyes gradually adjusted to the strong light, the crowd finally saw a graceful Miss Ghost Messenger walking out from behind the parted red curtains.

In her hands, she held the Golden Slaughter Profane Blade horizontally.

This profane blade was exquisitely designed and nearly 1.8 meters long, exuding a domineering aura.

Its hilt was densely carved with 'Sharpness-Adding Talisman' patterns; the entire blade displayed a deep, dark gold hue; most notably, a palm-sized ghost crystal was embedded at the top of the hilt.

The entire ghost crystal was crystal clear, with wisps of Metal-attribute spiritual energy flowing within it. It resonated with the Golden Slaughter Profane Blade itself, elevating the blade's power to the next level.

Furthermore, Miss Dao Ke stood to the side, wagging her heart-shaped tail. For a moment, both the male and female cultivators present couldn't help but feel their hearts flutter.

A moment later, Miss Dao Ke moved with elegant steps and took the Golden Slaughter Profane Blade from the Ghost Messenger.

She gripped the hilt firmly with both hands, holding the profane blade horizontally in front of her. She then walked to the most prominent position in the venue, ensuring every cultivator present could clearly see the artifact and the elegant demeanor of the lady holding it.

“This artifact is called the Golden Slaughter Profane Blade, a masterpiece among mid-grade artifacts,” Miss Dao Ke said, her vermilion lips parting slightly.

As her voice rang out, the venue fell into silence. Everyone listened with rapt attention to the introduction of this miraculous artifact.

“The ghost crystal on the hilt was obtained from a third-rank fierce ghost hunted by an evil cultivator three hundred years ago.”

“It was originally an artifact belonging to the high-ranking members of the White Lotus Sect, and was later seized by the Underworld's Yin Soldier Legion. Now that the Lord Prefectural City God is holding an auction, he naturally does not wish to keep this item for himself.”

“If this Golden Slaughter Profane Blade falls into the hands of a true righteous cultivator, it will not be wasted as a masterless object. Whoever holds this blade will control the sharp edge of 'Gold'. With the help of the Metal-attribute spiritual energy, one can easily cleave through all barriers below the third rank with a single strike!”

“Its power is truly staggering!”

Then, You Pan shouted loudly, “The starting price is 500,000 incense offerings. If anyone is interested, the bidding may begin now.” Just as he finished speaking—

A loud bid immediately came from the floor: “800,000 incense offerings!”

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice; it was Chen Chen from the Special Affairs Bureau.

Xuan Wei, not to be outdone, shouted, “Qingyun Temple bids one million!”

This bid instantly made the atmosphere tense. However, before anyone could react—

Another voice rang out again: “Changchun Temple bids 1.2 million!”

“Yunlan Nunnery, three million incense offerings!” As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall erupted into an uproar.

The Daoist Master was so angry his beard fluttered and his eyes widened. He said crossly, “Master Chan Ming, how can you be so unconventional? To raise the price by so much all at once!”

Xuan Wei frowned and looked at Master Chan Ming, asking in confusion, “Buddhist Nun, why would you bid 120% over the price? Isn't that being a bit of a sucker?”

Master Chan Ming pressed her palms together and gave a Buddhist salute to the crowd, saying slowly, “Everyone, to be honest, my Yunlan Nunnery has suffered heavy losses recently and is in urgent need of some artifacts to bolster our reputation. I hope everyone will show some consideration and not compete with this poor nun.”

Hearing this, Xuan Wei was first stunned, then a comical image of Master Chan Ming wielding a massive blade popped into his head. He couldn't help but laugh out loud: “Haha, a Buddhist Nun wielding a broadsword? That’s truly something I’ve never seen before!”

“But since the Buddhist Nun has this need, Qingyun Temple will not force the issue.”

“After you, Master!”

Master Chan Ming smiled slightly and replied, “Daoist Master Xuan Wei is too kind. Thank you.”

Beside them, the Daoist Master watched the two of them go back and forth, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as he muttered to himself, “These two, each one is a better actor than the last...”

[Heh, who knows how they curse each other in private. Qingyun Temple has stolen quite a few of Yunlan Nunnery's commissions recently.]

...Wave after wave, one item replaced by another, the competition was extremely fierce.

The prices continued to soar, and the entire auction hall remained very intense.

However, there was still no movement from the VIP rooms on the top floor. It seemed that these items hadn't yet piqued the interest of the Aklade and other families... Inside the incredibly luxurious top-floor VIP booth, the light was soft and suggestive.

You Lin leaned back leisurely on a comfortable sofa, a post-coital sense of satisfaction lingering on his lips.

He enjoyed the fruit that Lilith personally fed to him, feeling the sweet, juicy flavor spread in his mouth, while simultaneously groping her delicate body without restraint, his hands wandering and exploring as they pleased.

Lilith panted softly and repeatedly, her breath quickening.

Yet she showed no sign of resistance; instead, she snuggled submissively into You Lin's embrace, letting him do as he wished.

You Lin held Lilith, letting her sit on his strong, powerful thighs. “Don't be in a rush, baby. Let's wait for the grand finale item to appear.”

Lilith nodded obediently, resting her head against You Lin's broad chest, lazily wriggling her body like a submissive kitten.

“Darling, exactly what kind of good thing is it?”

You Lin's left hand naturally rested on Lilith's slender, snake-like waist, while his right hand stroked her hair.

He lowered his head slightly, resting his chin on Lilith's forehead, and took a deep breath—savoring the faint body fragrance emanating from her.

“Don't worry, my dear. How could I possibly lie to you?”

Hearing this, a sweet smile blossomed on Lilith's face. “Thank you, my darling.”

“Come, give me a kiss.” You Lin kissed Lilith's smooth, delicate cheek.

“Stop it, we still have to watch the auction!” Feeling You Lin's burning gaze, Lilith felt a bit shy, but also somewhat delighted.

“Alright, alright, alright!”