After that first bid fell, the auction house, which had once been a silent ocean hiding an undercurrent within it, suddenly transformed into a roaring tide surrounded by hurricanes, typhoons, and every manner of loud calamity.
A roaring trade immediately burst forth, with bids being thrown out left, right, and center.
Yang Qing, on the other hand, decided to adopt the demeanor of an ascetic monk, indifferent to fame and fortune, whose only muse and purpose in life was to glean understanding of the great mysteries and secrets the sky above held. He hoped to gain enough insight to shed his mortal skin and ascend to the vast great beyond. He had already shed his earthly pleasures; now all that remained was to shed his mortal body and leave the earth.
