The auction of beauties had begun.
There weren't many, just thirty in total. After all, with auctions held monthly, the true beauties were slowly sold off, becoming a scarce resource. Fortunately, the Daoyi Sect's divine skills were vast, and its network of smaller sects was spread throughout China. As long as a woman was a beauty, she would be selected. This allowed such auctions—and the endless acquisition of wealth—to continue indefinitely.
Then, from the Heroes' Auction, they could buy the Spiritual Medicine they wanted to cultivate their genius disciples.
This ability to amass wealth earned Zhang Bin's quiet admiration. It was an achievement he could not yet hope to match. Only at times like this did Zhang Bin realize that what he had done was far from enough; compared to the Daoyi Sect, his wealth was like a sesame seed next to a watermelon.
In fact, Zhang Bin had an even deeper insight.
