426: How could he, who is at the foundation-building stage, be qualified to sit in the top-notch private room?

After a moment of hesitation, Qin Feng couldn't help but ask, "Are there many Human Race Cultivators here?"

"It's alright. I've only seen a few dozen, but they were all women around my age."

Qin Feng nodded and said nothing more, planning to wait until the auction ended.

Just then,

The curtain on the other side of the private room was opened by Xiao Die. Looking out the window, below were countless densely packed seats, already full of people. In the center was a large platform where Jiang Yan stood, giving an opening speech. Behind her stood several ordinary-looking Human Race women, each holding a tray.

The items on the trays were covered with a black cloth, making it impossible to see what was underneath.

"Guest, the auction is about to begin. If you see something you like, you can tell Xiao Die, and Xiao Die will help you bid."

"Okay."

Qin Feng got up and went to the edge of the window. Looking down from the private room, he could see the entire auction hall. The crowd below surged, and inadvertently, a pair of eyes met his.

Qin Feng smiled indifferently, glanced in other directions a few more times, then turned and returned to his chair in the private room.

Meanwhile, in the crowd below,

Zhang Shun, who had just met Qin Feng's gaze, was no longer calm.

His eyes were wide, and he frowned as he asked his sycophantic Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters beside him, "Did you all see clearly just now? Was that Wang Teng?"

"Senior Brother, he does look a bit like that guy."

"Like what? Does Wang Teng have the qualifications to sit in Fire Dragon Merchant Guild's No. 1 private room?"

"It must have been a mistake."

Several people expressed disdain and scoffed, but Zhang Shun's expression grew increasingly grim.

Because he carefully recalled the look in that person's eyes—that confident and composed aura—it was very likely Wang Teng, his Revered Master's new disciple!

However...

How could a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator like him be qualified to sit in the Heaven-Rank No. 1 private room?

The more Zhang Shun thought about it, the angrier he became. He even began to suspect if his Revered Master was in that private room. Only a handful of people in the entire Fire Dragon City were qualified to sit in that private room, and his Revered Master was precisely one of them!

Since you chose your junior disciple, once I bring him to the Royal City, I must take good care of him!

Zhang Shun's face was ashen, and a cold sneer involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Jiang Yan on the high platform in front of the many seats had also finished her opening speech, and the auction officially began.

"Thank you all for attending the Fire Dragon Merchant Guild's third auction this year. The first item to be auctioned today is a Profound Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique, the Puppet Refining Magical Artifact. Due to the unique nature of this Cultivation Technique, I won't introduce it too much; we'll proceed directly to the auction.

Starting bid: one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

As Jiang Yan's voice fell, the many Cultivators below immediately erupted in clamor. Some frantically raised bids, while others discussed the quality of this Puppet Refining Technique. Because Profound Rank High Grade Puppet Refining Techniques were extremely rare in the entire Soul Cultivator World, apart from the Soul Clan Royal Family!

"I bid three hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Three hundred fifty!"

"Five hundred!"

"Bidding bit by bit is boring. I bid two thousand!"

...

As the price soared, the number of bidders gradually decreased.

Although Qin Feng in the private room didn't see the live scene, he could estimate the strength of most people present. When the price reached five thousand Spirit Stones, few Cultivators in the audience seats below were still bidding; most of the continued bidding came from people in other private rooms around them.

Just as the scene gradually quieted, a maid's voice came from the adjacent private room: "Private Room No. 3 bids six thousand five hundred Spirit Stones!"

Six thousand five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

This price was already extremely high in Fire Dragon City; very few people could afford it. Even if those in other private rooms had the strength to bid, they might not necessarily want this secret technique, so the scene was extremely quiet at this moment.

Although some Loose Cultivators desired the Profound Rank High Grade Puppet Refining Technique, they could only sigh in despair due to the exorbitant price.

Just then, Qin Feng gave Xiao Die a thumbs-up.

She understood immediately and shouted outside, "Private Room No. 1 bids ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"..."

The scene was silent for a moment, then the adjacent private room bid again: "Private Room No. 3 bids fifteen thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Private Room No. 1 bids thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

...

At this moment, on the high platform,

Jiang Yan, who was hosting the auction, was overjoyed.

Although this Cultivation Technique was rare, its true value was only around eight thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Now, being bid up to thirty thousand Spirit Stones, it had already multiplied several times over. For her, it was a huge profit!

At the same time, she was also somewhat Rejoice that she had managed to keep the guest in Private Room No. 1 at the entrance earlier, otherwise, it would have been impossible to sell this auction item for thirty thousand!

"Thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, is there anyone else bidding?"

No one spoke at the scene.

After confirming there were no more bids, Jiang Yan struck the gavel in her hand, sealing the deal.

At this moment, Zhang Shun in the audience seats was already red-eyed with jealousy.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?"

A young man with a sharp chin and monkey-like cheeks leaned in front of Zhang Shun and asked.

His name was Chen Xiaopang, Zhang Shun's number one sycophant. Although he wasn't particularly favored, he was still extremely enthusiastic about being Zhang Shun's sycophant...

Zhang Shun ignored him and looked at the others, asking, "How many Spirit Stones do you have on you?"

"Senior Brother, I only have over eight hundred Spirit Stones."

"I only have over six hundred."

...

None of them had many Spirit Stones, totaling less than two thousand. Chen Xiaopang again said excitedly, "Senior Brother, I have two Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on me. If you need them later, I can lend them to you first."

"You have Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on you?"

Zhang Shun's eyes showed surprise, and he immediately extended his hand, saying, "Lend them to me first. The Blood Soul Curse that will be auctioned later is very important to me. I'll find a way to repay you when I return to the Royal City later."

"If Senior Brother needs Spirit Stones, please take them. Even if you didn't say so, we Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters should contribute our humble efforts."

Chen Xiaopang was extremely generous, immediately taking out two shimmering, multi-colored Spirit Stones from his Storage Pouch and handing them to Zhang Shun. Although the others were reluctant, since Zhang Shun had spoken, they had no choice but to lend them out.

Meanwhile,

Jiang Yan on the high platform had already had the second auction item brought up.

This was a ten-thousand-year-old fire spirit fruit.

As soon as such a rare Spirit Fruit appeared, it immediately caused an uproar among the crowd. A ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Fruit required ten thousand years of absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to grow, making it extremely rare. Ordinary people simply had no chance of seeing one. Even just a glimpse from afar at this moment was enough to satisfy many.

Although they hadn't eaten it, at least they had seen it.

"Next, we will auction the ten-thousand-year-old fire spirit fruit! Starting bid: one thousand Spirit Stones!"

Jiang Yan on the high platform raised her hand, and the black cloth on the tray held by the maid beside her was immediately pulled open, revealing a fire spirit fruit the size of an egg, emitting countless shimmering red lights, placed on the tray.

Although Qin Feng hadn't seen this type of Spirit Fruit, he wasn't particularly interested.

What surprised him was that the starting bid for this Spirit Fruit was only one thousand Spirit Stones. Wasn't that price too low?

He hadn't expected Spirit Stones to be so scarce here!

For a moment, Qin Feng felt some sympathy for the Soul Clan; no wonder they tried every means to invade the Cultivation World.