Boss Dai, what do we do now?"
In the huge auction hall, only Ma Hongjun and the others were left.
Ma Hongjun looked at the useless Yu Xiaogang, his heart filled with resentment.
He had actually embarrassed them!
"Uh… give Oscar and the Master a private room. Oscar, take good care of Yu Xiaogang."
Dai Mubai didn't want to see Yu Xiaogang either, but given the circumstances, they could not completely ignore him.
If others saw them disrespecting their teacher, it would look very bad.
"Fine, I don't have money anyway. I'm just here to watch the excitement."
Oscar quickly used his ability, summoning a recovery sausage and feeding it to Yu Xiaogang.
...
At the center of the auction, golden light spilled outward, crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome above. Countless illumination soul tools lit the entire space as bright as day.
At the center auction stage, an elder in a luxurious robe slowly walked forward. His deep eyes seemed capable of seeing through people's hearts. His voice was deep and powerful, amplified by a sound-enhancing soul tool and echoing through the hall.
"Honored guests, welcome to the Divine Origin Treasure Auction. Tonight we will unveil treasures from legendary tales. Now, let us bring out the first auction item."
Inside Box No. 7, Xiao Lin and Ning Rongrong gazed curiously at the first item.
Ning Rongrong hugged Xiao Lin's arm and pouted coquettishly, "Brother Xiao Lin, can't you open your eyes and look at me?"
She pouted her lips—after all, she had even taken out all her dowry for this auction.
Yet Xiao Lin remained unmoved, his full attention on the auction item.
"Rongrong, don't distract me. I guarantee something amazing will appear today."
Xiao Lin said seriously.
Letting Ning Rongrong hold his arm was already part of his strategy—he was worried they wouldn't have enough money and planned to borrow from her.
And Xiao Lin wasn't speaking nonsense. He firmly believed in Tang San, the child of destiny.
With Tang San here, something extraordinary would definitely appear at this auction.
And he brought Ning Rongrong because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could sense valuable items.
Ning Rongrong possessed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—her sensing ability would be even stronger.
"Hmph!"
Ning Rongrong huffed softly, but she understood: pursuing a boy can't be too rushed.
She then looked toward the first auction item.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the first item is this—a treasured blade from over ten thousand years ago."
"When our team excavated it, all the other artifacts instantly decayed, yet this one remained intact."
"According to our appraisers, this is an offensive soul tool from over ten thousand years ago."
"It possesses a soul skill we call Sweeping Through Thousands. It can instantly unleash a straight-line soul power explosion equivalent to a ten-thousand-year soul skill used by a Soul Emperor."
"Therefore, the starting price is 100,000 gold soul coins, with minimum increments of 10,000."
As the elder finished describing the item, the whole auction hall erupted.
The very first item was already such a powerful treasure.
Who knew what would come next?
Xiao Lin thought the same.
Beside him, Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed, her pretty face filled with excitement.
This soul tool might not mean much to other factions, but to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, it was an offensive and defensive weapon.
If she had it, she could even become a frontline fighter.
But Ning Rongrong didn't bid. She knew her father would fight for this soul tool no matter what.
A ten-thousand-year offensive soul tool was not to be underestimated.
Currently, most Title Douluo didn't even have hundred-thousand-year rings—an extra ten-thousand-year-level soul skill might mean one more life saved.
Very soon, the atmosphere heated up and various powers raised their bids, fighting fiercely for the soul tool.
At that moment, Xiao Lin also had some sneaky thoughts.
In the original timeline, didn't Tang San sell something here as well? The Zhuge Divine Crossbow, right?
He remembered they earned a fortune from it.
They did have money now, but not necessarily enough to buy what they wanted today.
Xiao Lin thought for a moment—he needed to sell something.
They had to let Little San sell some unused hidden weapons, soul tools, and spiritual herbs.
"Rongrong, wait here for me. I need to talk to Little San."
Xiao Lin left the room.
As he turned toward Box No. 8, Tang San stepped out as well.
Tang San had already changed his appearance using disguise techniques.
"As expected of you, Little San."
Xiao Lin smiled and walked over.
"Brother Lin, you're thinking the same thing as me?"
Tang San nodded and they began discussing what to auction.
"Brother Lin, I'm planning to sell the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to Rongrong's clan, so I can only sell something else instead."
Tang San thought—the only thing left was the guns they built together before.
Back then, they made several firearms and bullets on a whim.
Now with stronger power, they no longer used them.
And most importantly—without industrial manufacturing, making bullets was too slow for him alone.
"Fine. I'm here to have you sell some spiritual herbs."
Xiao Lin spoke directly, shocking Tang San.
"Brother Lin, are you crazy? Used correctly, those are no worse than Immortal Herbs."
Tang San fully understood how fast the Emperor Team had grown.
Their batch of herbs was the first harvest after thousands, even tens of thousands of years of accumulation around the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Spring.
Their medicinal potency was the best.
"It can't be helped. Otherwise, we'd have to sell them to Rongrong's people, and I don't trust anyone else."
Xiao Lin shook his head helplessly.
If you want treasure, you have to sacrifice something.
With Tang San here, Xiao Lin didn't believe the auction would lack amazing items.
"So what exactly do you plan to sell?"
Tang San asked curiously.
"We must sell something everyone will fight over. I think Spirit-Vein Grass is good. And I plan to sell the Left Arm Bone of Wind-Chasing."
Xiao Lin had already planned it. Spirit-Vein Grass grew along spiritual veins, and the ones near the Ice-Fire Spring were refined in extreme energies.
According to Tang San, consuming it meant enduring torment of extreme fire and ice soul power, but the benefits were enormous.
It strengthened the body, expanded meridians, and might even grant resistance to fire and ice—extending life force.
Tang San originally wanted to keep some, but his body and meridians were already strengthened.
Otherwise, he would've used them himself.
As for the Wind-Chasing Left Arm Bone, none of the four wanted it—unless Xiao Lin upgraded it.
But upgrading a weak soul bone was not easy, and he wasn't interested in strengthening something inferior.
"If we don't sell the soul bone, I will return it to the three Education Committee elders."
Xiao Lin added.
(End of chapter)