No wonder he dared to bid so arrogantly while sitting in the white section—it turned out to be Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Earlier, many of the VIP guests had assumed that the person in the white section didn't actually have that much money and was just shouting random bids. But once they learned it was Ning Fengzhi, that thought vanished instantly.
Now, when they looked at Ao Tian, there was a hint of mockery in their eyes.
Competing with Ning Fengzhi in terms of wealth? That was pure overestimation of oneself.
With Ning Fengzhi stepping in, this young man would surely back down.
On the auction stage, the auctioneer felt a wave of displeasure. Ning Fengzhi had revealed his identity—this auction was basically over.
Otherwise, the price might have climbed even higher.
Still, despite his frustration, the auctioneer maintained his professional composure and showed nothing on his face.
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ao Tian… how about we forget it? Ning Rongrong's father shouldn't be a bad person."
Ao Tian chuckled lightly. "There's no such word as 'lose' in my dictionary. You want me to give him face? Heh."
The auctioneer picked up the amplification soul tool, looked toward Ao Tian, and said, "Sect Master Ning has bid one million one hundred thousand. Sir, would you like to raise the price? If not, then this catgirl will belong to—"
"Two million," Ao Tian said calmly.
His voice was flat and indifferent, yet it echoed throughout the entire hall.
He chose to speak instead of pressing the button simply because the increase was too large—his fingers couldn't keep up.
The moment Ao Tian finished speaking, everyone except Gu Yuena and Xiao Wu froze on the spot.
Ning Fengzhi looked stunned, wondering if he'd misheard.
The entire venue fell silent, the crowd trapped in shock, unable to react for a moment.
Tang San's eyes widened violently, his face filled with disbelief.
He knew that voice far too well. At this moment, just like Ning Fengzhi, he even doubted his own ears.
The auctioneer swallowed hard, raised the loudspeaker, his lips trembling as he asked, "Sir… are you certain you're bidding two million?"
"Certain," Ao Tian replied calmly.
Only then did the murmurs erupt. Everyone stared at Ao Tian in disbelief, convinced the young man had lost his mind.
Two million gold soul coins for a female slave—and openly challenging Ning Fengzhi on top of that? Was his brain kicked by a donkey?
Ning Fengzhi, who had been calm and confident moments ago, had his expression darken instantly.
In Tian Dou City, aside from the Emperor, who dared not give him face?
Even Prince Xue Xing, before his death, had treated him with utmost respect. Where did this brat come from? Had he never heard of Ning Fengzhi?
"It really is his voice," Tang San said as his body trembled. Activating Purple Demon Eyes, he looked toward Ao Tian's position and immediately saw the backs of Ao Tian and the three girls.
Even though he could only see their backs, Tang San was absolutely certain.
It was Ao Tian!
Grandmaster also looked puzzled, though he wasn't as sure as Tang San.
"Teacher, it's Ao Tian. He's not dead," Tang San said excitedly.
"Really him?" Grandmaster asked in shock.
Tang San nodded. "Yes. Absolutely him."
Ning Fengzhi turned to Tang San and asked, "You know that young man?"
"I do," Tang San replied.
"What's his character like?" Ning Fengzhi asked. If Ao Tian were a man of integrity, he had no intention of continuing the bidding.
Tang San recalled his own experiences, as well as what had happened to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and said, "Dark-hearted. Completely unscrupulous."
"And which faction is he from?"
"I don't know." Tang San shook his head.
Ning Fengzhi nodded, then looked back toward the auction stage. "Three million."
"Sect Master Ning has raised the bid by another one million! The price has reached three million! Incredible—truly worthy of the richest sect!" the auctioneer shouted excitedly.
Three million gold soul coins ranked extremely high among all items ever auctioned in their venue.
Tang San looked up at the standing Ning Fengzhi, admiration filling his face.
As expected of Ning Fengzhi—righteous, just as the rumors said.
Someone willing to spend three million gold soul coins to save a young girl—how could such a person be evil?
Sensing Tang San's admiring gaze, Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "When it comes to wealth, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect fears no one."
The moment he finished speaking, Ao Tian's voice rang out again.
"One million—no. Ten million."
Why drag this out any longer?
So Ao Tian directly raised it to ten million.
Money, to him, was nothing more than a string of numbers—nothing worth cherishing.
As soon as the bid was called, the previously noisy auction hall fell deathly silent.
The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face froze, his cheeks burning slightly.
He had just declared that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect feared no one in wealth—and Ao Tian immediately jumped to ten million.
That was a slap to the face, plain and simple.
Ten million wasn't something he couldn't afford, but it was already an astronomical sum.
On stage, the auctioneer was so excited he nearly fainted. His face flushed red as he suppressed his emotions and confirmed once more, "Sir… are you truly bidding ten million?"
"Yes," Ao Tian replied.
At this moment, the mockery in the other VIPs' eyes was gone—replaced entirely by awe.
This young man was absurdly rich.
Everyone waited eagerly to see whether Ning Fengzhi would continue bidding.
The auctioneer asked, "Sect Master Ning, would you like to raise the price further?"
Ning Fengzhi sighed, sat down, and said, "No."
"Very well! Then this catgirl belongs to this gentleman. Please wait a moment—we'll prepare her. After payment, you may proceed to enjoy your purchase," the auctioneer announced.
"No need to dress her up. Prepare a room. I'll handle it myself," Ao Tian said.
He had bought her—why would he let anyone else touch her? What if there were men among the staff?
The auctioneer wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled. "Sir is quite eager, huh? No problem. We'll send her straight to the room. No one will touch her. Once you've paid, you may enjoy her however you wish."
All the male VIPs stared at Ao Tian with envy, wishing they could trade places with him.
Such a seductive catgirl… grabbing her tail during that—what kind of experience would that be?
The auctioneer draped a red cloth over the iron cage and ordered the strong men to carry it away.
Ao Tian stood up. "You stay here. I'll go bring her back."
"Mm." Xiao Wu and Gu Yuena nodded.
Zhu Zhuqing wanted to follow, but hesitated—and ultimately stayed seated.
Because of her, Ao Tian had spent ten million gold soul coins to buy a girl. Guilt weighed heavily on her heart.
That was ten million gold soul coins!
Although she pitied the girl deeply, her guilt toward Ao Tian stopped her from following him.
If Ao Tian truly intended to do something to that girl… what right did she have to stop him?
After all, Ao Tian had paid ten million for her. If he wanted to, then so be it.
Watching Ao Tian leave in such "haste," Ning Fengzhi showed a trace of guilt and sighed. "I'm sorry. I did my best."
Grandmaster was deeply shocked by Ao Tian's wealth, but could only sigh. "I never thought Ao Tian would turn out to be this kind of person."
Tang San felt an urge to follow and ask Ao Tian about the immortal herbs.
But after thinking it over, he gave up.
With only him and Grandmaster here, even if they found Ao Tian, what could they do? They were no match for him.
Grandmaster turned to Ning Fengzhi. "So you are the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. My apologies for the lack of courtesy."
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