I flew on a sword at the magic academy

With a "whoosh," the female student reappeared, having already put down the black robe, and said with a charming smile, "You've all seen how this outfit looks, what do you think?"

Those nobles and important figures with status put aside their disdain. The material of this garment was definitely not simple. It could allow one to hide in the void and avoid human detection. If used properly, it could even allow one to walk in the void, which was something that invisibility magic could not achieve.

No matter how advanced the invisibility magic is, the effect is nothing more than hiding one's body so that others cannot see it, but the person is still there and can still be touched and sensed.

But this garment is different. Its effect is not as simple as invisibility. It merges the wearer with the void, making them undetectable by magic or the physical body. It truly disappears.

"Everyone has already seen the divine power of this garment, so I won't go into details," the female student on stage announced, revealing an astonishing starting price.

Six hundred thousand magic stones!

Of course, the bidding must be for divine materials of equivalent value; if someone directly offers 600,000 magic stones, they will not accept it.

No one could remain calm, especially those of high status and power.

This garment has so many wonderful uses; if you encounter a life-or-death crisis, you can wear it and merge into the void.

If it falls into the hands of an assassin, it would be even more terrifying, as they can kill without leaving a trace, making it virtually impossible to defend against.

Of course, if combined with other rare and precious materials and refined again, it might create an even more valuable and rare sacred artifact.

As the auction began, someone immediately displayed several rare and precious materials, their dazzling light blinding everyone.

Some people even took out a bottle of Earth Milk Elixir, a rare product that is said to prolong life.

After a fierce bidding war, the Void Robe was finally won by a mysterious person using more than a dozen rare materials.

This person hid inside the private room and did not reveal their identity.

Next, a sculpture just over three inches tall was brought to the display stand. It was neither clay nor stone, but it was also impossible to tell what kind of metal it was. It was dull and lacked luster.

"What is this?" someone asked.

This sculpture doesn't seem to have anything particularly special about it; all you can feel is a sense of ancient and desolate time.

"This is an ancient magical artifact, so ancient that even the owner who provided this item for auction cannot trace its origin," the female student on stage introduced with a smile.

"This is clearly an antique, but I suppose that's all there is to it?"

"I don't see anything special about it; I guess the only thing worth a little money is the word 'ancient'."

Many people spoke up, but didn't have much of an emotional reaction to the sculpture.

"This is a magical artifact left over from ancient times. We speculate that it may be a war slave. If it can be restored, it would be equivalent to obtaining a powerful and capable general," the woman on the stage explained.

"What are war slaves?" someone asked.

"War slaves are an ancient Chinese concept. They are often powerful spiritual beings that, after undergoing a series of refinements, are made into slaves who unconditionally obey their commands and fight for them," the old professor on the stage explained.

"That sounds interesting, but it's already damaged. We can't even tell what metal it's made of. How can it be repaired?"

"If it were truly restored, I doubt the owner behind this item would have put it up for auction in the first place."

Many people shook their heads.

Afterward, this sculpture, which was just over three inches tall and had a dull, lifeless appearance, was sent to each of the boxes in the church so that people could touch it.

Everyone shook their heads. This sculpture may have had a great history in the distant past, but it has been severely damaged over the long years and has lost its original value. It only has the word "ancient" left to make it a collectible.

Everyone shook their heads. This thing might have had some significance in ancient times, but it has long lost its value since it was left over.

When she got to Shi Daohan, she held the sculpture in her hands and examined it carefully. It felt heavy in her hand, but she couldn't sense anything special about it.

"Buy it."

A voice suddenly rang in Shi Daohan's mind, startling her.

"Damn it! Old man, are you trying to scare me to death? Why did you send me a telepathic message for no reason?!" Shi Daohan complained inwardly.

The person who sent her a telepathic message was none other than her nominal master, the Qingxu Sect Leader of Mount Shu.

"Hurry up and bid for this sculpture. It's a valuable item and will be of great help to you," said Sect Leader Qingxu.

"Explain yourself first. How did you know I was at an auction? You're not spying on me, are you? Let me tell you, even though you're my master, I'm a virgin and I have my privacy. Don't try to be a peeping tom."

"What nonsense are you spouting?! I just noticed you hadn't contacted us for so long, so I used a manifestation technique to see what you were up to. And that's how I saw you holding an auction, that's all. Who was spying on you?!"

Shi Daohan completely rejected this argument, saying, "Next time you're going to use the manifestation technique, could you at least let me know beforehand? If I happen to be taking a shower, wouldn't you be able to see my whole body?"

The sect leader, Qingxu, knew he was in the wrong and said, "Alright, alright, it was my recklessness. If I ever use the teleportation technique again, I will definitely inform you beforehand."

"You just said this is a good thing, what did you see in it?" Shi Daohan asked.

"This is indeed an antiquity, and it's even older than you expect, dating back to ancient times. It has a very significant history."

According to the head of the Qingxu Sect, this sculpture is from ancient times, and its name should be the Three-Inch Golden Puppet.

It was later repaired in ancient times and became a vessel for war slaves, possessing extremely astonishing combat power. Unfortunately, it was still shattered in a great battle.

The words of the Qingxu Sect Leader shocked Shi Daohan. If that were true, then the history of this sculpture would be far too ancient, having been passed down from countless years ago to the present day, practically spanning half of ancient history!

The Three-Inch Golden Puppet is a product that can only be forged after the soldier and puppet systems have reached their peak. It possesses extremely terrifying combat power, but it also has many drawbacks, namely, that it consumes too much energy.

In ancient times, some people reached the pinnacle of mastery in the fields of weaponry and puppetry, creating the three-inch golden puppet. This creation, which was both a spiritual weapon and a puppet, was even more suitable for combat than a war slave.

Furthermore, it can be combined with oneself, allowing one's combat power to surge several times or even dozens of times in a short period of time.

Even in the glorious ancient times, three-inch golden puppets were few and far between, each one a masterpiece, because the required skills were too high, and the materials needed were all rare and divine, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

According to the Qingxu Sect Leader's speculation, this should be a three-inch golden puppet, but it was damaged in a great battle and was later dug up in ancient times, repaired, and became the vessel for a powerful war slave.

As a result, it was damaged even more severely in a more brutal battle, and even with great magical power, it was difficult to revive its internal divine nature.

The head of Qingxu Sect did not want to see such superb skills and past glory become history, so he wanted Shi Daohan to spend a lot of money to buy it.

Shi Daohan frowned. "No matter how well it's said, that's all in the past. Isn't this sculpture just a worthless treasure now? Besides the sentimentality of the past, what value is there to it?"

"This is the superb skill of our ancestors, which has long been lost, you know? If it can be restored, it can still unleash the power of a seventh-grade Xuanling. If it is carefully refined and restored to its ancient appearance, its power will be beyond your imagination," said Sect Leader Qingxu.

The sect leader of Qingxu did not want this item, which contained the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors, to be left to languish outside. Even though it had lost all its power, it could be brought back to Shushan to inspire the students of the military and puppet cultivation departments.

"Okay, okay, I'll try bidding." Shi Daohan nodded in agreement.

When the auction began, people didn't know the true origin of the sculpture. They participated simply because they wanted to take it home and collect it, since it was a very ancient object.

Just then, a carriage drove into Horagaca College and stopped outside the cathedral.

A young man emerged from within, dressed in white, with an ethereal air.

"It's His Highness the Third Prince!" someone exclaimed, recognizing the young man.

This prince was sent abroad to study from a young age and only returned to the British Empire in recent years. After returning home, he has always kept a low profile, unlike the sixteenth princess, who has a high profile in the empire.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Shi Daohan was about to bid on a divine material to win the three-inch golden puppet, a gentle female voice came from behind.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and found that right outside the church, the Third Prince personally lifted the curtain of his carriage and invited a woman down. The sound had come from that woman.

"Who is that woman? Even the Third Prince is being so polite to her?"

To be able to ride in the same carriage as a prince was already a sign of extraordinary status, but to have a prince lift the curtain for her and help her out of the carriage was truly astonishing.

What kind of woman is she that the Third Prince would treat her with such courtesy?

The woman was dressed in white, with a tall and graceful figure, slightly taller than the average woman. Her jet-black hair shimmered with luster, and her neck was snow-white and delicate, like a swan's neck.

Unfortunately, she wore a straw hat with a light veil hanging down, obscuring her face and preventing anyone from seeing her true appearance.

People couldn't see her true face clearly, but judging from her slender and beautiful figure, she must be an exceptionally beautiful woman.

"Could she be a princess from another country, to receive such courtesy from the Third Prince?" someone speculated.

There have long been rumors that the Third Prince's return to the country this time may also be to vie for the throne of the empire.

Royal heirs like them not only need to win over the powerful figures within their own country, but also seek support from other countries.

If the third prince were to marry a princess from another country, he would undoubtedly gain a certain advantage in the battle for the throne.

"Could you wait a moment? My friend here also wants to bid on that sculpture."

The Third Prince spoke up, without adopting an air of superiority, and asked the host on stage in a calm manner.

"This..." The female student on the stage looked troubled. Because Shi Daohan had just taken out a divine material, everyone had chosen to back down, and she had already made the final decision. Logically speaking, the auction should have ended.

However, the person in front of her was of very unusual status and might become the next king of the empire, which made her somewhat at a loss. She looked at the old professor next to her with pleading eyes.

Inside the private room, Shi Daohan frowned slightly. The three-inch golden puppet was about to be hers, so why did someone suddenly appear and want to compete with her?

"So it was her." In another private room, Jing Xinyu's lips curled into a playful smile, as if she recognized the woman who had come with the Third Prince.

"What she's set her sights on is definitely not simple," Jing Xinyu muttered to herself, then giggled sweetly and said, "I want to bid too."

She stretched out an arm as white and translucent as a lotus root, lifted the curtain of the private room, and peered out, revealing a beautiful and captivating face that was breathtakingly gorgeous. Her eyes were lively with a hint of cunning, and her tender red lips were alluring, making one want to kiss her.

"Jing Xinyu? How did she get involved too?" Shi Daohan frowned.

The Libyan academician and his companions were also quite surprised, because all the auction items were provided by her and Shen Tianyu, so how did they get involved?

"Hey you two, the gavel has already been dropped on stage, this item is mine now. Isn't this a bit against the rules?" Shi Daohan put on an innocent look.

The woman, wearing a bamboo hat and with a light veil obscuring her face, sighed softly, causing everyone present to feel a sense of regret and loss, unconsciously empathizing with her.

When they realized what was happening, some of the powerful figures became alert; this mysterious woman was no ordinary person!

Every move she makes, every smile and sigh can influence a person's mood. Although this may not be intentional, it still makes people wary.

The Third Prince looked up at the private room where Shi Daohan was and said in a calm tone, "I wonder if this friend is willing to part with it? I am willing to exchange it for ten times its value."

"I'm also willing to exchange it for something ten times the value," Jing Xinyu said with a smile.

Everyone looked astonished. Had they gone mad? The sculpture had no other remarkable features besides its age and some collectible value, yet someone was willing to offer ten times its value in exchange.

This is absolutely insane, it's incomprehensible.