Chapter 1087: Chapter 747: Yin Buddha Talisman Woman_2
"Is this the treasure that my master wants?" Yang Xiao frowned, feeling quite puzzled.
"Haha, it seems that there is someone among our esteemed guests who recognizes this treasure." The elderly auctioneer revealed a peculiar smile, "Indeed, this is the Life-extending Ointment produced in the Myanmar-Thailand Black Triangle region, which can delay the user’s time being dragged into the Nightmare World."
Yang Xiao: "!!!"
These words hit Yang Xiao’s ears like a thunderclap, it was the first time he had heard of such a thing existing. Indeed... indeed, there is a way to delay the arrival of the Nightmare World!
Not long ago, his master had briefly mentioned to him that these strange and uncommon techniques were most adeptly handled by the priests dwelling in the Yin Temples of the Myanmar-Thailand area. It was unexpected to encounter it today!
"The bag contains quite a bit of the Life-extending Ointment, enough for those acquiring this treasure for the first time to use twice. Due to the value of this item, it is not appropriate to measure it with golden chips."
"In accordance with the owner’s request, we will use the old rule of barter. Whoever can present a treasure that interests the owner will receive this half bag of Life-extending Ointment."
The auctioneer wasted no time and with a grand gesture, he announced, "Let the special auction officially begin now!"
With his words just concluded, more than a dozen Ghost Slaves emerged quietly from the shadows, retrieving the treasures intended for exchange from the esteemed guests competing for this item.
Judging by the containers holding the treasures, nearly all were Resentful Eyes. Yang Xiao, as promised, handed over the Sky Blue Porcelain Bottle to a Ghost Slave. Today, he was here to exchange treasures on behalf of his master.
He received an invitation to the special auction thanks to his master helping him from behind the scenes; otherwise, with his background, he certainly wouldn’t have been invited to this unique auction.
The Ghost Slaves marked the various containers holding Magic Artifacts and then uniformly placed them into two big chests, which were then carried by selected personnel to the auction’s backstage, where specialists from the hotel likely would assess the value and authenticity of these items.
This waiting time lasted for half an hour; evidently, the hotel was very cautious in appraising these treasures.
Even Yang Xiao couldn’t help but worry for his master. Senior Brother Qingfeng said that the Sky Blue Porcelain Bottle was a Ghost Level Magical Artifact, there shouldn’t be a problem.
But shortly after, the results were announced and Yang Xiao was dumbfounded; the Life-extending Ointment had been exchanged by someone else, his old rival, the one with number 7.
Looking at the person excitedly gesturing, Yang Xiao speculated that it was likely a woman, and very young.
The woman didn’t forget to turn and glance in Yang Xiao’s direction. Although he couldn’t see her face clearly, he could be sure she was demonstrating, flaunting to him.
Yang Xiao did everything according to his master’s instructions; he had no means against the fact that the owner didn’t favor the Sky Blue Porcelain Bottle.
After reclaiming the Sky Blue Porcelain Bottle and verifying it was intact, Yang Xiao calmed down again, curious about what treasures would come next.
The elderly auctioneer returned to the stage with another round of formal pleasantries, first congratulating the number 7 guest for successfully bidding, then comforting those not selected, hinting at the good contents to follow.
"Esteemed guests, feast your eyes!"
"Hmm?" Yang Xiao frowned slightly; what appeared on the large screen this time was a... a cloth waistband, white, resembling a mourning band tied around the waist by those keeping vigil over the dead.
Before Yang Xiao could inspect closely, the next words from the auctioneer immediately sobered him.
"Haha, worthy guests are well-informed; you should be aware of the major incident occurring recently at Ru Lin Academy."
"Japan’s Black Wood Society launched a full-scale attack, raiding Ru Lin Academy at midnight, resulting in heavy casualties; the current Dean Yang Yunluo regrettably fell in battle, and more than a dozen elders met untimely deaths—a disgrace to our tribe’s envoys."
"And the waistband before you comes from the second-in-command of the Black Wood Society; it’s the personal Magic Artifact of this Wakatou officer."
The auctioneer’s tone grew ever more alluring, "Surely a genuine Netherworld-level Apostle, we have verified reports that this Black Wood Society Wakatou used this Magic Artifact to kill three Ghost Level elders of Ru Lin Academy in one battle, wounding Dean Yang Yunluo."
"Netherworld-level..." someone down below couldn’t help but exclaim. This level of expert only appears in top-tier major forces, usually held in high esteem, treated as immortal figures, difficult to encounter for the average person.
The elder on stage turned his head to him, smiling with a whisper, "Indeed, it is Netherworld-level."
This single word of ’Netherworld-level’ ignited the passion of the esteemed guests below the stage, yet after a brief excitement came the coldness grounded in reality; despite the item’s quality, they could not present anything equivalently valuable to exchange.
Among the participants in this exchange, only three remained: numbers 1, 2, and 5, all of which ranked exceptionally high.
Watching Tong Han stare blankly at the white mourning band on the screen, Yang Xiao lowered his voice, "Don’t let the auctioneer fool you; this Magic Artifact might not be as good as it seems. While others may not know, Yang Xiao knows that the quality of a Magic Artifact has little relation to the user’s own strength; take himself for instance, his spiritual power levels are at most halfway into the Ghost Level, yet none of the treasures on him are below Ghost Level, with the lowest confirmed quality being Peak Ghost Level."
"Similarly, while the second-in-command Wakatou of the Black Wood Society is undoubtedly a Netherworld-level Apostle, this doesn’t necessarily mean all his Magic Artifacts are of Nether-level quality, these are separate matters."
Moreover, Yang Xiao noticed that this elder auctioneer had never explicitly stated that this Magic Artifact was a Nether-level Magical Artifact; he was only emphasizing that its original owner was a genuine Netherworld-level Apostle with an impressive record, which was very suspicious.
And soon, the ownership of this Magic Artifact was also settled, successfully exchanged into the hands of buyer number 1.
"Truly wealthy..." Yang Xiao gazed at these esteemed guests in the front row, unable to resist clicking his tongue in secret.
"I will take care of your estate, one day you will surely be stronger than these people," Tong Han softly said, as if promising, while also urging himself.
"It’s not just mine, it’s yours too, it’s ours." Yang Xiao habitually responded before suddenly realizing Tong Han’s gaze felt slightly strange, hurriedly adding, "It’s everyone’s."
Tong Han turned his head aside, no longer looking at him, fixing his gaze on the auction stage, awaiting the appearance of the next item.
This was also the last item to be auctioned tonight, an absolute showstopper.
Yang Xiao couldn’t help but hold his breath, wondering what kind of treasure this would be; he judged that it was most likely a genuine Nether-level Magical Artifact, could it be... the Black Wood Society president’s Magic Artifact?
But when the puzzle was revealed, everyone present was bewildered; the last item wasn’t a Magic Artifact, nor anything like the rare Life-extending Ointment, but... a person!
A living person!
There stood a young girl approximately 15 or 16 years old, locked inside an iron cage forged from steel.
The girl’s skin was slightly dark, short-haired, with features holding a touch of exotic charm, wearing simple cloth garments, with a waist belt made of woven hemp, feet clad in fleece boots, her eyes closed, her whole self curled into a corner of the cage. On close inspection, her chest’s light rise and fall indicated she was still alive, like she was asleep.
The venue fell silent, numerous astonished gazes directed at the sleeping girl, unsure of what tricks the hotel was playing, hearing disgruntled murmurs from below, the elder atop the stage raised open hands, explaining:
"Haha, worthy guests, bear with me. This woman’s identity is quite extraordinary; the half bag of Life-extending Ointment was found on her."
"Is she from the Myanmar-Thailand Black Triangle?" someone ventured, reckoning they recognized the girl’s attire.
Upon hearing this, the elderly auctioneer smiled politely, "That I do not know; worthy guests are regulars, you should know the rules of the hotel. We only handle the transactions, ensuring clear exchanges and fair dealings. As for where the items come from or how they appeared, we neither know nor ask."
"To begin with, this woman is somehow in a state of slumber, impervious to external attempts at waking." The elder above explained.
"An unknown sleeping beauty as the finale? Is the hotel trying to make a fortune out of thin air?" buyer number 2 couldn’t resist sneering, with pent-up anger from not securing the white waistband.
Upon hearing this, the auctioneer remained genial, chuckling, "You may not understand, worthy guest, there is a mystery surrounding this woman. She wears a Yin Buddha Talisman, which is very peculiar; anyone intending to harm her will encounter unfathomable misfortune."
"Purchasing this individual is guaranteed not to be a loss; solely the Yin Buddha Talisman is a rare and valuable item." The auctioneer added.
"A Protective Magical Artifact..." someone below expressed doubt, "Since the Yin Buddha Talisman is as strong as claimed, why not auction it separately? Do you have to sell the person along with it? Hmm, is it because even removing the item subjects you to misfortune?"
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