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"This man is the current sect master of the Reflecting Treasure Mountain — Elder Bao Shan. Throughout his life, he has appraised countless treasures, and his eyesight is exceptionally sharp," Yao Lao said quietly, his tone tinged with a bit of nostalgia.
"When I first met him years ago, he was already a Nine-Change Dou Zun. Judging by his aura now, he's reached the peak Nine-Change — just a step away from Ban Sheng. It shouldn't be long before he breaks through."
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both nodded slightly.
At Elder Bao Shan's level, he was indeed extremely close to becoming a Ban Sheng. The barrier was as thin as a film — one small breakthrough could send him across at any moment.
For such a strong figure to personally preside over the trading conference, even if this wasn't an ordinary one, it clearly showed just how seriously the organizers took it.
"Hehe, another session of the Spatial Trade Fair. I hope everyone has been well."
Elder Bao Shan's gaze swept across the great hall, his aged voice echoing in everyone's ears.
However, not a single person responded to his greeting. The vast hall remained eerily silent, the atmosphere calm yet oppressive. Elder Bao Shan didn't mind. Clearly, he was already used to this kind of reception.
With a flick of his sleeve, the space around him began to twist and distort. Moments later, a faintly shimmering spatial barrier formed around him — a cage-like isolation field.
"Old rules, everyone. Please don't take offense," he said with a chuckle.
Then he stepped up onto the auction platform, cleared his throat lightly, and said, "Most of the attendees have arrived. Those who haven't, we won't wait. Without further ado — this session of the Spatial Trade Fair begins!"
As his final words fell, the entire hall came alive. Nearly every gaze instantly turned toward him, filled with restrained heat and anticipation.
Everyone knew — anything that appeared here for trade would never be ordinary. Under the attention of so many powerful figures, Elder Bao Shan remained calm and composed.
"Now then, let us begin with the first item of this Spatial Trade Fair."
Within the warped space, Elder Bao Shan slowly brushed his hand across the air before him.
In an instant, a pair of snow-white bone wings appeared before everyone's eyes. From within those wings came faint murmurs of wind and thunder.
"Demon Phoenix Bone Wings?!"
Seeing the familiar pair of wings, Xiao Yan froze, his expression turning odd. Wei Yang was also momentarily speechless.
Everyone knew that the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan valued the corpses and bloodlines of their own kind above all else. Anyone who dared to touch the body or blood essence of one of their members would face their relentless pursuit to the death.
Back then, when Xiao Yan wanted to claim the wings of a Dou Sheng realm Ancient Heavenly Phoenix, Wei Yang had stopped him — in the end, the wings and the entire skeleton were refined into Dou Sheng Bone Marrow instead.
Who would've thought the very first item at this Spatial Trade Fair would be a pair of Heaven Demon Phoenix wings? Now that was bold.
One couldn't help but wonder — among the hundred or so people present, was there perhaps a Heaven Demon Phoenix powerhouse in attendance? If so, what expression would they have right now?
"Heh, looks like that Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan's been targeted quite a bit. Not surprising, really — every part of a Heaven Demon Phoenix is a treasure. Someone taking a little interest in them isn't strange at all," Xiao Yan said in a low, mischievous tone to Wei Yang, clearly taking pleasure in others' misfortune.
Wei Yang simply smiled and shook his head without replying.
To openly auction materials from the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan — only the Spatial Trade Fair would dare.
"A Rank 8 Demon Phoenix Wing. Everyone here should already know how rare and precious a Heaven Demon Phoenix's wings are," Elder Bao Shan said with a kindly smile.
"If refined into a Flying Dou Technique, it would grant you unmatched speed among peers perfect for chasing or escaping, a true life-saving treasure!"
His words were ruthless — not just cutting to the heart of the matter, but also mocking the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan outright. But then again, the conference only acted as a neutral intermediary. They weren't the sellers — so why should they fear offending anyone?
"The owner of these Demon Phoenix Wings wishes to exchange them for one four-colored Tier 8 pill. After appraisal, the wings are indeed worth that much. So, if anyone is interested, please make your offer."
Elder Bao Shan's voice faded, and the ancient hall once again fell into silence.
Wei Yang pressed down the slightly restless Xiao Yan, stopping him from getting involved. This muddy water wasn't worth stirring. Not because they were afraid, but because it simply wasn't necessary.
For the sake of a mere pair of bone wings, there was no need to offend the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan to the death.
Even with Falling Star Pavilion's great influence, it wasn't worth it. Xiao Yan clearly understood that logic too, so he gave up the idea. He simply crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and watched the show with interest.
Inside the grand hall, the atmosphere was utterly silent.
No one spoke, but Elder Bao Shan didn't seem anxious. He still wore that same amiable smile, patiently waiting. This silence lasted for quite some time before a hoarse voice finally echoed out.
"I'll take it."
Whoosh!
Everyone turned toward the direction of the voice.
They saw a figure completely wrapped in a black robe and cloak casually flick out a jade bottle, tossing it toward Elder Bao Shan. Catching the bottle, Elder Bao Shan opened the cap, glanced inside, then smiled and closed it again.
He looked back down at the others and asked with a smile, "Anyone willing to offer a higher price than this gentleman?"
The surroundings remained quiet. No one made a sound. Elder Bao Shan wasn't surprised in the least. Although the Demon Phoenix Wings were good, they also brought no small amount of trouble.
The item's original owner was only around Six-Star Dou Zun strength. He hadn't dared to keep such a pair of bone wings, and being able to exchange them for a four-colored Tier 8 pill was already a very good deal.
Anything higher, and no one would be foolish enough to take the bait. After all, it just wasn't worth it. Seeing no one else speak, Elder Bao Shan chuckled softly and didn't bother dragging things out.
With a flick of his finger, the Demon Phoenix Wings hovering before him flew straight toward the bidder. That person caught them in one hand and immediately stored them in his storage ring. The first transaction was thus completed in such a simple, straightforward manner.
Money and goods exchanged cleanly — and both sides had offered items of nearly equivalent, extraordinary value.
"This place isn't like an ordinary auction. Unless there's a special reason, if the value of what you offer far exceeds what you're trying to get, most people will hold back, or even choose to give up," Yao Lao said softly.
Hearing this, both Wei Yang and Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
Indeed, ordinary auctions usually used money as the medium of exchange. Even in barter trades, the premium wasn't exaggerated, so competition was fierce. But this Spatial Trade Fair was different — here, the basic unit of value was Tier 8 pills.
Tier 8 pills… even a small premium meant astronomical difference!
Just a single bid higher could mean a terrifying difference in pill quality. Could a four-colored Tier 8 pill compare to a five-color one? Don't underestimate that one-color gap — the value difference was massive.
This was why, unless absolutely necessary or under special circumstances, everyone here remained calm and rational. No one would get hot-headed or bid recklessly. The value of a Tier 8 pill was enough to make nearly everyone maintain absolute clarity of mind.
After all, one small increase could mean adding another color — or even another entire Tier 8 pill. Who dared to act carelessly? Who could afford that?
Thus, the atmosphere of the Spatial Trade Fair felt eerily quiet, lacking the lively energy of ordinary auctions where the bidding voices rose one after another. Here, everyone acted with extreme restraint and composure.
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