Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

This magic fan really made him itch to see it.

Gong Li was also utterly shocked, muttering, "What a powerful wind blade! The power buildup was so fast, almost imperceptible... The person who crafted this fan must have had a truly profound understanding of wind-based runes and the micro-manipulation of spiritual energy!"

"Hey, hey, I've finally found a magical artifact I like, Gong Li, don't try to take it from me!" Gong Yi shouted upon hearing this.

Gong Li smiled gently, "I'm willing to part with it, but I wonder about Lin Yuan..."

He paused, then asked in a slightly joking tone, "Do you have any thoughts on this magical artifact?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Yi immediately turned his gaze towards Lin Yuan.

If Lin Yuan is willing...

He couldn't help but recall what he had said to Lin Yuan before filming began: "If you like it, then go ahead and film it."

His eye twitched slightly.

"Lin Yuan, this..." Gong Yi's mind raced, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Lin Yuan say, "Young Master, just go ahead and take pictures."

Gong Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself that he was overthinking it.

Although this mid-grade magic artifact looks no less impressive than a high-grade one, but...

"I forgot, with your current level of weapon crafting, such a magical artifact should not be worthy of your attention."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan paused, his hand stroking the rim of the teacup.

Looking at that familiar silver-white spirit fan, my feelings were complicated.

If this spirit fan wasn't crafted by his own hands...

Having received Lin Yuan's confirmation, Gong Yi quickly joined the already lively bidding: "Four thousand spirit stones."

His shout raised the price by a full five hundred spirit stones.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Then they heard Gongsun Yan say, "Four thousand three hundred spirit stones."

"Who's in this private room? They've suddenly added three hundred spirit stones."

"This man also bought that dagger earlier, so he must be someone who isn't short of money."

"Sigh, I was originally planning to scrape together four thousand spirit stones, but I didn't expect..."

"What's this? I prepared five thousand spirit stones, but judging from this situation, I'm afraid it's hopeless."

"..."

Unlike the cultivators in the hall, Gong Yi knew exactly who was in private room number seven.

Gongsun Yan...

He was determined to get his hands on the "Shadow" Spirit Fan.

"Four thousand five hundred spirit stones," Gong Yi continued.

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Gongsun Yan did not speak further.

"Great! It seems I'm determined to get this spirit fan." Gong Yi turned around, picked up his teacup to moisten his throat, and said with a beaming smile.

But the next moment, someone said, "Five thousand spirit stones."

Lin Yuan followed the voice and saw that it was Zhou Wanwan who had spoken.

It seems that Gong Yi's desire to acquire this spirit fan is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

After thinking it over, Lin Yuan's gaze shifted to the spirit fan on the tray in the maid's hand.

Unexpectedly, the magic weapon he sold for more than a thousand spirit stones has now been raised to a high price of five thousand spirit stones in front of him.

Lin Yuan picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips, and smiled with a raised eyebrow.

This auction house really makes money.

"Five thousand two hundred spirit stones." The one who spoke was not Gong Yi, but Gongsun Yan.

Five thousand two hundred spirit stones!

Like a boulder thrown into a lake, everyone's emotions were violently stirred.

Most people can only look at the fan with longing.

This was no longer a price they could afford to continue at, clinging to a sliver of hope.

But Gong Yi had no worries at all. He said without even frowning, "Five thousand five hundred spirit stones."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanwan did not speak immediately.

"The price has already reached this level, yet the Gong Clan is still raising it by three hundred spirit stones at once. It seems they're determined to get this spirit fan." Zhou Shuyue pouted. She also greatly admired the spirit fan; if Sister Wanwan could win the bid, she could have it and play with it for a while. But now...