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As the auction date approached, the entire continent fell into a tense undercurrent. Various factions spared no effort in gathering sacrificial coins, forming temporary alliances one moment and turning hostile the next.
Conflicts erupted frequently, and more than once, relationships were pushed to the brink of collapse.
Yet on the actual day of the auction, the situation changed abruptly.
The number of open clashes plummeted.
All factions seemed to have reached a silent consensus—no one wanted to cause trouble before such a crucial event.
At the prearranged gathering point, Ditian and the other Spirit Beasts successfully regrouped. Overhead, a massive countdown hovered in the sky, clearly displaying 15 minutes remaining.
The Demon King glanced around the square, his brow lifting slightly at the sheer density of figures present. Opening his virtual interface, his gaze paused on the upper-right corner.
Online users: 523,000… rising rapidly.
"So many already," he muttered.
"Demon King," Zi Ji said, breaking the lull. "Why haven't you drawn any of your jars yet?"
Hearing this, the Demon King briefly glanced at Xiong Jun and Ditian, then replied in an even tone, "I'm saving them. I plan to do a hundred consecutive draws."
Xiong Jun snorted softly. "What's the point? Even if you do a thousand draws, you'll still end up with first-grade items."
The Demon King ignored him and turned to Ditian instead. "Boss Li added a storage function for a reason. Consecutive draws might affect probability. Have you asked Bi Ji?"
Ditian took a deep breath, carefully schooling his expression. "Bi Ji and the Snow Princess both said the same thing—it's completely random. All external factors have been eliminated. Even luck itself has been isolated."
"Luck?" Zi Ji froze for a moment, then her eyes widened. "Wait—then that time you suddenly took the auspicious beast for a walk by the lake and fed her spirit fungus… that was for—"
Silence fell instantly.
Ditian's face stiffened, and for a moment, he looked like he wanted to vanish into the ground.
"That was because the spirit fungus is rich in spiritual energy," he said with visible strain. "It's beneficial for her long-term growth."
The Ten Thousand Demon King and the others nearly burst out laughing. Ditian shot them a glare sharp enough to cut stone, veins faintly bulging on his forehead. Xiong Jun and the rest forcibly swallowed their laughter.
Even the Demon King struggled to maintain composure, but he quickly changed the topic. "How long until His Lordship emerges from seclusion?"
Seizing the lifeline, Ditian replied immediately, "With the seventh-grade Longevity Pill, His Lordship only needs time to recover naturally. This seclusion is merely to speed things up. About half a year."
Half a year.
The Demon King's heart tightened. In half a year, the balance of power on the continent would change completely. He needed to acquire as many resources as possible before that day arrived.
When the countdown dropped to ten minutes, a sudden burst of light bloomed in the sky. Amid cries of surprise, the radiance rapidly condensed, forming a massive semi-circular structure suspended in midair, glowing brilliantly.
Before anyone could recover, a live broadcast option appeared on every virtual interface.
Once activated, their perspective lifted into the air, directly facing rows of semi-circular seats. Below and slightly ahead lay the auction stage.
There were no private rooms, no VIP boxes.
Anyone who wished to participate had to sit openly among the crowd.
"The conditions for entering the auction are simple," a gentle voice rang out. "Meet any one of the three listed requirements. Each qualified guest may bring one additional person who does not meet the conditions."
"To enter, please input your digital account, as well as the account of your companion."
"If your balance is insufficient, do not panic. You may apply for an appraisal. Our shop will evaluate a designated treasure. If it meets the requirements, you may enter, and its value may be converted into auction currency."
"The auction will begin in ten minutes. I am Bi Ji, your host."
The Demon King nodded. "Let's sit together. It'll be easier to coordinate and avoid bidding against one another."
Everyone agreed. After entering their accounts, a seating interface appeared, highlighting all available seats.
Following a brief discussion, they selected seats directly facing the auction stage.
"Are the snake and ape guarding the entrance here as well?" Xiong Jun asked, scanning the area.
"Nothing unusual," Ditian replied calmly. "Bi Ji told me yesterday—there are already nearly a hundred hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts active in the Training Ground."
"So many?" Yaoling was stunned.
"Some were already at that level but remained hidden. Some broke through after studying cultivation techniques. Others advanced through constant combat enlightenment."
"…In another hundred years," the Demon King murmured, "there may be close to a thousand."
Not only because more would break through—but because more would survive Heavenly Tribulation.
"It's the same for humans," Yaoling added. "Over thirty Douluo have already entered. Many of them advanced recently."
Zi Ji frowned slightly. "Sometimes I feel like Boss Li is deliberately accelerating the growth of both races."
"I asked Bi Ji about that," Ditian said, rubbing his temples. "She wouldn't answer directly. She only told me to supervise all of you properly."
"She also said that if we ever make Boss Li lose face… we'll be spanked."
"Huh?" The Demon King blinked, completely confused.
Before anyone could ask more, a figure in a verdant green robe appeared on the auction stage, instantly commanding attention.
"I am Bi Ji," she announced calmly. "The auction officially begins."
"Some items today—pills and cultivation manuals—cannot be directly exchanged. They require special missions or strict conditions."
"These are highly sought-after items. The Boss expended considerable effort to include them."
"If you miss this auction, obtaining them in the future will not be easy."
The atmosphere instantly grew tense.
"The first item," Bi Ji continued, "is the second-grade Longevity Pill—Life Extension Pill. Each pill extends lifespan by five years. A maximum of three pills may be consumed."
She paused, then added, "Three sets will be sold. Ten pills per set. Starting bid: 240,000 sacrificial coins. Minimum increment: 10,000."
The hall erupted.
Less than 30,000 per pill!
Human bidders went mad.
"260,000!" Xue Ye shouted.
"270,000!" Hu Yan Zhen countered instantly.
"300,000!" Dai Tianfeng's eyes burned.
"360,000." Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly.
"400,000!" Xue Ye snarled.
"500,000." Ning Fengzhi sounded utterly relaxed.
"…550,000!" Xue Ye gritted his teeth.
"600,000."
"650,000!"
Ning Fengzhi raised his hand politely. "Heaven Dou truly has deep reserves. I concede."
Everyone understood—he had been driving up the price.
Before Xue Ye could breathe, another voice rang out.
"700,000."
Qian Renxue calmly raised the bid.
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