Yue Wu reacted swiftly, waiting for a moment as no one raised the bid, she smiled and said: "Alright, the person in Elegant Pavilion No. 1 is offering seventy thousand Black Obsidian? Any other bids? Seventy thousand once, seventy thousand twice..."

Ding Fan was seething with anger; initially, seventy Black Obsidian was just the base price, his Spiritual Materials could fetch millions of Black Obsidian in Letian City, it certainly wouldn’t be lower here.

However, he didn’t anticipate this situation; the opening bid couldn’t directly be set at a million. If it was sold to Herr Rufeng for just six hundred thousand, he would suffer a huge loss.

The most crucial part was, he couldn’t stand it!

The one million Black Obsidian from the Second Elder was intercepted, and Ding Fan had guessed it was related to Herr Rufeng. Now trouble again? His eyes flickered, and he raised his hand, shouting: "One million!"

His voice had changed, deliberately becoming hoarse and deep. He was wearing a Ghost Mask, making it hard to perceive his appearance and realm. So what was there to fear? The Daozhen Family wouldn’t dare act against him in Daozhen City, so what was he afraid of?

He already offended Herr Rufeng, and angered Madam Yan at the Tianyuan Auction Venue, so he didn’t mind causing a stir again; that was just who he was.

"Wow~"

The auction house erupted in agitation, countless eyes focused on him, but seeing a fierce mask, many tried to sense Ding Fan’s aura but felt nothing at all.

At that moment, Ding Fan felt a breeze pass over him. He knew it was the Divine Sense Wu Qingxia had mentioned, and it must be an expert at the Fifth Level of the Divine Realm probing him.

The scene was lively, someone dared to bid against Herr Rufeng? It wasn’t important if a treasure appeared at today’s auction anymore; this incident was now the most exciting.

Yue Wu was stunned and glanced at Ding Fan, then at the middle-aged man in a black robe sitting at the corner of the first row, who nodded slightly.

Yue Wu’s face immediately beamed with a smile: "Very well, a distinguished guest has offered one million Black Obsidian, any higher bids? If not, these two Spiritual Materials will belong to this lord."

The entire room was silent, everyone wide-eyed, waiting for Herr Rufeng’s response. The Herr Family faced provocation, they couldn’t lose face, or the reputation of the Daozhen Family would be affected.

"Two million!"

Herr Rufeng’s voice quickly rang out, directly raising the bid by one million, causing many to gasp. The Bai Family was, of course, impressive; this display of wealth over the Tianmu Sea Pearl left many embarrassed.

"Yes! Just like that!"

Ding Fan was secretly pleased, thinking to himself that sitting with a Ghost Mask was the right choice; otherwise, in his pavilion, his identity would surely be guessed, making it difficult to raise the bid.

Seeing numerous gazes sweeping towards him, Ding Fan yelled out with enthusiasm again: "Three million!"

"..."

This time, there was no uproar, but many people looked worried, feeling that the situation was becoming serious.

This masked mysterious man raised the bid by one million again, clearly targeting Herr Rufeng. Daring to aim at Herr Rufeng from the Tianmu Sea, this person must have a special background, something big might happen tonight.

Even though the effects of the Red Cistanche and Blood Thorn Sprout had increased, it wasn’t the Myriad Spirit Medicine, and a price above two million Black Obsidian was already excessive. Now calling out three million, the intent was too obvious, deliberately embarrassing the Herr Family.

The scene was deathly quiet, waiting for the Herr Family’s counter, awaiting Herr Rufeng’s fury.

Herr Rufeng’s counter came quickly, but she didn’t bid, instead saying: "I suspect this man is inflating the bid; he doesn’t have that much Black Obsidian. Auctioneer, please verify."

Not everyone could produce three million Black Obsidian; if Ding Fan could, he wouldn’t be sitting below, the auction house would surely place him in a pavilion.

Those from other prominent families shouldn’t enter Tianmu Sea alone; if powerful figures entered, they would soon be discovered.

In Tianmu Sea, would anyone from a prominent family dare bid against Herr Rufeng? So Herr Rufeng’s claim seemed reasonable. Hearing this, everyone thought it made sense, perhaps they encountered someone crazy who keeps raising the price?

The guest’s suspicion required the auction house to verify, had Ding Fan sat under the auction house’s assigned pavilion with his identity, verification wouldn’t have been necessary.

Yue Wu glanced at the man in the black robe at the corner of the first row, who nodded.

"I am Zheng Qing, hello, distinguished guest!"

A steward approached Ding Fan and said with a smile: "Please show your proof, as a guest has questioned. As long as you can prove you possess three million Black Obsidian, your bid will remain valid."

"Proof?"

Ding Fan was dumbfounded; where could he get three million Black Obsidian? He had treasures worth three million, such as the Amplification Pill and the Limitless Fruit, but could he present them?

Ding Fan fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I cannot prove it. I won’t bid anymore."

Zheng Qing’s face turned grim, his voice cold as he said: "Distinguished guest, do you not understand our auction house’s rules, or are you deliberately causing trouble? Calling out bids without Black Obsidian challenges our Tianyuan Auction House."

"I’m sorry."

It was Ding Fan’s first time at the auction, he originally just wanted to see how much his items could fetch in Black Obsidian, he didn’t intend to bid. Now, he could only smile wryly and say: "It’s my first time at the auction house, this lord, what would you have me do?"

"There are two ways to punish those who mess up the auction." Zheng Qing said to Ding Fan, "The first compensation is one hundred thousand Black Obsidian, the second is to be carried out lying down."

Ding Fan nodded and said, "I’ll compensate with one hundred thousand Black Obsidian. Zheng Yuan knows my identity; this is the token he gave me. Sorry, I really didn’t know the rules."

Now Ding Fan thought that if he hadn’t bid again, Herr Rufeng would have had to spend two million Black Obsidian to buy those two kinds of Spiritual Materials himself. Giving ten thousand to the auction house wasn’t a big deal, after all, with such a powerful auction, he might very well be carried out by someone.

Zheng Qing glanced at the token Ding Fan handed over, nodded slightly, and walked over to whisper to the middle-aged man in the front row. The man gestured towards Yue Wu.

Yue Wu understood the message, and she bowed apologetically to the First Elegant Pavilion: "Esteemed guests in Pavilion No. 1, we have investigated thoroughly. The client who placed the price just now does not have the ability to bid three million Black Obsidian. Our auction house has handled the matter, severely punishing the customer. I now announce that the client’s bid is invalid; these two kinds of Spiritual Materials belong to the guests within the First Elegant Pavilion for the price of seventy thousand Black Obsidian."

The entire auction venue was in an uproar, countless gazes turning to Ding Fan as if looking at an idiot.

No ability to randomly bid such a price? Not only did he offend Herr Rufeng, but also the auction, and in the end got severely punished, isn’t that idiotic?

"Seventy thousand Black Obsidian? Why is it seventy thousand?"

Ding Fan was a bit confused, feeling that his shouting was all in vain, and he had to end up compensating ten thousand Black Obsidian. This hundred-thousand-plus worth of Spiritual Materials could only sell for seventy thousand Black Obsidian, he really lost too much!

Hastily, Ding Fan invited Zheng Qing for a consultation, but Zheng Qing coldly replied, "Since you can’t produce three hundred thousand Black Obsidian, all the prices you’ve called are invalid, so the price is naturally calculated from the first bid."

Ding Fan was somewhat speechless, having labored in vain, and even lost ten thousand Black Obsidian. Zheng Qing glanced around, quietly leaned in to Ding Fan’s ear and said, "Young Master Ding, Zheng Yuan asked me to tell you, you better not act out. This item is yours, you must not participate in the auction, you can’t arbitrarily raise the price. Seeing this is truly your first time, let’s just count it as a one-time mistake; don’t make things difficult for us..."

Ding Fan handed over the token Zheng Yuan gave him, with the number uniquely belonging to Ding Fan, allowing Zheng Qing to easily verify his identity.

Ding Fan was extremely embarrassed, having his identity uncovered, feeling as if he was a thief caught red-handed. Raising the price of his own Spiritual Materials indeed was somewhat excessive.

Zheng Qing said nothing more and walked away. Ding Fan, feeling frustrated, almost wanted to leave immediately, but he still had to wait for the auction house to settle accounts, so he could only sit quietly, contemplating how he might vent some frustration on Herr Rufeng to relieve his pent-up annoyance.

The auction continued, with various rare Spiritual Materials up next. Ding Fan didn’t understand these, nor cared much, but as the prices began to soar, the items at the latter part of the auction were almost all reached sixty to seventy thousand Black Obsidian.

Herr Rufeng didn’t bid again; today seemed intentionally to provoke Ding Fan. Upstairs in the pavilion several young masters and misses made a move too, their voices were small, presumably from some prominent families.

"Alright! Now for the remaining final three items," Yue Wu said with a smile, "these are treasures at the auction’s conclusion, everyone please take a closer look at them."

The treasure was lifted up, it was an ancient chariot, not made of gold but purple and gold, extremely powerful and domineering.

"The ancient chariot was discovered half a month ago at a prehistoric relic," Yue Wu laughed and said, "According to our appraisal, this is a chariot gifted by the Night Wolf Emperor, Northern Wasteland Overlord, to his son ten thousand years ago, carrying significant historical significance. Now auctioning at a price of one million Black Obsidian."

This item was indeed an ultimate treasure, the ancient chariot itself was incredibly precious, and it carried the famed significance of Night Wolf Emperor’s chariot gifted to his beloved son.

The price soared, the young masters and misses in the upstairs pavilion bid one after another, prices exceeded two million.

"Three million!"

A melodious voice echoed from the First Elegant Pavilion, the entire venue fell silent, Herr Rufeng spoke, indicating she really liked the chariot, when she’s spoken, who would dare to compete?

Ding Fan instinctively wanted to raise the price, but the words choked in his throat unspoken; he knew if he acted recklessly again, surely he would be carried out by the auction house.

No one dared to further raise the price, ultimately three million was claimed by Herr Rufeng. Ding Fan sighed inwardly, the Miss from the super family really was different, a casual bid was millions.

"Congratulations, guests of the First Elegant Pavilion!"

Yue Wu’s voice rang out, she suddenly smiled mysteriously, "The next item is very peculiar because despite numerous appraisals, we still cannot determine what it is, but it is proven to be an undoubtedly good item."

Yue Wu’s words sparked everyone’s curiosity, Ding Fan was extremely curious, Yue Wu beckoned a beautiful young girl, she carried a red cloth wrapping an ornament-like container.

"Be cautious, distinguished guests, watch carefully!"

Yue Wu suddenly unveiled the red cloth, revealing a Small Jade Vial. The vial was transparent, lacking any Medicinal Herbs, with only a drop of blood inside.

The drop of blood appeared dark red, yet floated in the center of the Jade Bottle. Yue Wu clasped the Jade Bottle in her palm, injecting True Yuan slowly into the vessel.

Something astonishing occurred.

Suddenly, the blood in the bottle darted around as if possessing a soul, and the entire auction venue was flooded with an uncontrollable aura of terror and bloodlust, causing many people’s blood to boil.

"Primal Blood Essence!"

Many exclaimed in amazement, only formidable spiritual beasts could possess such a powerful aura, capable of mobility, countless eyes heated up at the sight, though just a drop of blood essence, if secured, it would greatly enhance both practice and physique.

"I want it, I want it!"

At this moment, Ding Fan appeared frenzied, voicing a hoarse and deep tone, his eyes surprisingly flashing with a hint of green light.