Chapter Thirty Three : The Lost Art of Annihilation
There weren't many competing bidders — aside from Fang Ting's group, there were the Ninth Prince and two other private booths.
The bidding quickly reached 400,000. The other two booths deemed it not worth the price and dropped out, leaving only Fang Ting and the Ninth Prince.
In the Jia-1 booth, the Ninth Prince suddenly stood up. He was tall and imposing, a commanding presence with eyes that occasionally flashed with golden dragon light. The surging energy and blood in his body roared like a vast ocean.
"Four hundred fifty thousand!"
Standing beside him was a refined scholar named Gu Yuanbai — intelligent and calculating, a trusted aide to the Ninth Prince.
Seeing the prince so invested, Gu Yuanbai asked, "Your Highness… you recognize the beast in the egg?"
The prince shook his head. "No. But my instinct tells me the beast inside is powerful — a fitting ally."
