32: Chapter Thirty Two : The Slumbering Beast Within the Shell 32: Chapter Thirty Two : The Slumbering Beast Within the Shell Chapter Thirty Two : The Slumbering Beast Within the Shell At this mont, the main auction hall below was already filled with cultivators who had co to attend the event.
As for the private booths upstairs, only those with status were allowed entry.
A seductive woman with a curvaceous figure, dressed in a tight-fitting purple gown, walked onto the stage.
“Welco, everyone, to the Wanbao Pavilion.
I will be presiding over today’s auction.
I ask that you all respect the rules of the event.” Her voice carried a hint of languid allure, and her flirtatious glances captivated many of the cultivators below.
Zheng Guan introduced, “That’s Yu Shufei, the chief manager of Lingyue City’s Wanbao Pavilion.
Rumor has it she’s the daughter of the Pavilion Master himself.
I didn’t expect she’d personally host this auction.” Fang Mu Ge nodded.
[Not bad, this woman would make a fine aunt.] Hmm?
Fang Ting shot him a glance.
Why is this guy always trying to find an aunt — or a match?
Last ti he tried to set up with a senior sister, and now he’s found a new target.
The key point is: he always talks big, but never actually does anything!
“The auction officially begins.
First item: a set of combination magic treasures, five in total.
Each is a high-grade Profound-tier artifact.
Combined, their power rivals that of an Earth-tier treasure.
Starting price: 30,000 low-grade spirit stones.” As soon as Yu Shufei finished speaking, a voice ca from one of the private booths upstairs.
“Fifty thousand.” The voice triggered a feeling of familiarity in Fang Ting.
After a mont’s thought, he realized it was likely Lü Qingqiu, the youngest daughter of Lü Zhen.
Lü Zhen had ntioned that Lü Qingqiu and Song Bufan would be attending this auction.
He hadn’t expected her to bid right from the start.
But the Wanbao Pavilion truly lived up to its na — the very first item was a remarkable treasure.
Combination-type artifacts were already rare, and those whose power rivaled Earth-tier when combined were even rarer.
In most sects, such a set would be considered a priceless heirloom — yet here it was, on the auction block.
The bidding escalated quickly, soon reaching 100,000 low-grade spirit stones.
Fang Ting had thought he was doing fairly well financially, but now he realized — he was still poor.
Eventually, the treasure set was won by soone in the Jia-1 booth.
Fang Mu Ge asked curiously, “That voice ca from Jia-1… who’s in that booth?” “Who else?
Definitely soone from the royal family,” Zheng Guan replied.
“When we ca in earlier, I saw the Ninth Prince.
It’s probably him.” Seeing Zheng Guan’s complicated expression, Fang Mu Ge asked, “What?
Is he that special?” “He’s been studying at the Daqi Academy and is widely considered the most talented of all the princes.
Even though the crown prince has already been chosen, many believe he still has a chance,” Zheng Guan said gravely.
A chance to seize the crown prince’s position — or even ascend the throne.
“You fought him before?” Fang Mu Ge asked, poking at a sore spot.
Zheng Guan turned his head, a little awkward.
“We did.
I’m not his match.” The fact that he put it like that probably ant he hadn’t even landed a hit.
Fang Mu Ge responded confidently, “Don’t worry, senior brother.
In a few years, I’ll get revenge for you.” He had the strength and confidence to say such a thing.
“Alright.
When that day cos, make sure I get a front-row seat,” Zheng Guan said with newfound energy.
He didn’t like the Ninth Prince — not just because he’d lost to him.
People from the three major sects generally disliked the royal family.
The royal court, in its bid to maintain dominance, had spent years suppressing the three sects both openly and behind the scenes.
So anyone aware of the deeper power struggles naturally viewed the royals with hostility.
Among those secretly targeting Fang Mu Ge — aiming to eliminate him — the royal family was perhaps the most powerful and most likely to succeed.
At that mont, Fang Ting caught wind of Fang Luo’s inner thoughts: [The Ninth Prince is no ordinary man.
In my past life, he erged victorious from a brutal struggle for succession and eventually ascended the throne as the new emperor of the Daqi Dynasty.] Fang Ting was shocked.
He hadn’t expected the Ninth Prince to turn the tables like that — to rise from behind and take the throne despite the position already being decided.
That ant the man in the Jia-1 booth was destined to rule the empire in the future.
In the past, Fang Ting — as a mber of the old Fang clan — might’ve seen this as a chance to align with the right side and secure a better future for the family.
But the Fang family now had no need to do that.
Fang Luo’s thoughts continued: [In my past life, the Ninth Prince’s rise was heavily aided by his spirit beast — which he acquired at this very auction.
I need to intercept it!] Fang Ting was stunned.
This was major intelligence.
No wonder the reincarnated Fang Luo had paused his cultivation to attend this auction — he was after that powerful item.
A spirit beast capable of helping a prince seize the throne?
Fang Ting had to know what kind of creature it was.
He would spend every last spirit stone if necessary to get it for Fang Luo.
That beast would be the Fang clan’s greatest ally.
Item after item was brought up for bidding, and most were claid by those in the private booths.
Zheng Guan also managed to acquire a rare pill.
Just as it was delivered, Yu Shufei’s lazy voice rang out again.
“This next item is a special demonic beast egg, discovered in an ancient ruin.
Several of our Wanbao Pavilion’s appraisers consulted nurous records, but were unable to identify the beast it belongs to.” “However, its blood and energy feel draconic — this is undoubtedly a powerful exotic creature.” “One important reminder: since its species is unknown, so too is the hatching thod.
If the egg fails to hatch, the Wanbao Pavilion will not be held responsible.” “Starting bid: 300,000 low-grade spirit stones.” Ancient exotic beasts were known for their incredible rarity and strength.
Even without knowing its species, the egg was still highly valuable — hence the high starting price.
However, because of all the unknowns — and the long ti needed to raise such a creature — its value was significantly reduced.
If it were a fully grown ancient beast, its worth would be beyond asure.
The tray before Yu Shufei held a gray egg the size of a washbasin.
Even from a distance, its powerful life aura was palpable, stirring the hearts of many cultivators.
But unlike earlier auctions, there was a noticeable pause after her announcent.
Only after a while did bids start trickling in — and not many were interested.
Clearly, this egg’s uncertainty made people wary.
No one knew what kind of beast it was, how to hatch it, or if it would hatch at all.
Spending so many spirit stones on a gamble wasn’t appealing.
In one of the booths, Fang Luo’s eyes lit up.
[It’s here!
This is the egg that hatched into the spirit beast that helped the Ninth Prince take the throne!] He said aloud, “I think I saw sothing about this egg in my master’s notes — it really is a powerful ancient exotic beast.” Fang Ting imdiately perked up.
“Then let’s buy it.” Fang Luo nodded, and the two joined the bidding.
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