System Auction Shop, I'll sell out across all realms!

The owner of Tianbao Auction House is surnamed Qian, with the given name Tong, and his appearance is completely different from Shen Yuan's.

He was obese with a large belly, and his whole body jiggled slightly when he walked.

But his expression was unusually serious, with his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

With its round and chubby body, it looks quite comical.

Qian Tong was accompanied by four guards, each of them burly and strong.

But standing next to him, she didn't seem so strong.

As soon as he entered, he began to look around, from the auction stage to the seats.

The two met in the middle of the hall and exchanged a polite bow.

"Brother Shen, you've come too."

Qian Tong's voice was surprisingly deep, completely at odds with his comical physique.

His gaze swept across Shen Yuan's face, with a hint of scrutiny.

"Brother Qian, you're here too?"

Shen Yuan smiled slightly, his tone calm.

"This newly opened auction house can even offer a top-grade third-tier spirit sword."

"If I don't come and see this kind of gesture, wouldn't it make my Azure Dragon Auction House look like I'm blind and deaf?"

He said this in a relaxed tone, but the weight of his words was anything but light.

Qian Tong snorted, his serious expression remaining unchanged:

"A top-grade third-tier spirit sword, even my Tianbao Auction House can't produce one."

"I want to see just who this Boss Lin is."

He paused after speaking, then added another sentence.

"Our two families have been doing business in Xuantian City for over a hundred years. We've seen all sorts of storms."

"Now this young man has suddenly appeared, and he can produce a top-tier third-level item right off the bat. Do you think he doesn't have something special behind him?"

Shen Yuan didn't reply, but just smiled and gestured for them to proceed.

The two men, each accompanied by their entourage, went to a private room on the second floor, which was not far from each other.

They all knew in their hearts that they hadn't come today to buy anything, but to see people.

In Xuantian City's auction market, Qinglong and Tianbao have always been evenly matched, each occupying half of the market.

Now, suddenly, a multi-celestial auction house has appeared.

In the very first match, he threw out a top-grade third-tier spirit sword!

This is no longer a matter of stealing business; it may be a matter of reshuffling the industry.

As for suppressing the Zhutian Auction House?

This idea has crossed my mind before.

Shen Yuan had thought about it on his way here.

Ultimately, the competition among auction houses boils down to whose items are of higher quality.

If you can't offer anything good, but others can, what gives you the right to suppress them?

Relying on connections?

Relying on connections?

Relying on underhanded tactics?

Those things are meaningless in the face of absolute power.

Moreover, this auction house is said to have experts on staff.

Either of those two guards, Wang Wei and Wang Teng, could turn the whole street upside down.

Suppression by force?

doesn't work.

Although Qian Tong looks big and burly, he has been able to survive in the auction house business for a hundred years, and that is by no means just luck.

This kind of person is not someone you should mess with.

Since we can't afford to offend them, let's observe first.

Understand your opponent's hand before making any plans.

If all else fails, you can simply seek refuge with someone else...

Just as the heads of the four major families and the leaders of various forces were going upstairs one after another.

There was a moment of silence at the entrance of the auction house.

A dark blue sedan chair landed outside the gate. The curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe stepped out.

City Lord Liu Cang!

He had a thin face and a calm, authoritative air about him.

He was followed by only a steward, with no attendants or guards, keeping a low profile that belied his status as a city lord.

However, some of the cultivators queuing at the entrance to hand over spirit stones still recognized him.

"The city... the city lord?!"

The exclamation was like pouring water into boiling oil, and the entire doorway instantly erupted into chaos.

Liu Cang.

The city lord of Xuantian City.

The true master of this city.

In this region, his word carries more weight than the combined influence of the four major clan leaders.

He usually keeps to himself and rarely appears in public.

They only occasionally appear at major celebrations or official occasions in the city, surrounded by a large entourage and making a grand entrance.

Like today, he quietly appeared at the entrance of a newly opened auction house with only one manager.

This has never happened before!

Liu Cang remained calm, as if he hadn't noticed the shocked looks around him.

He walked to the counter where spirit stones were exchanged and took them out of his sleeve.

It was placed gently on the table; the sound was soft, yet very clear.

"A private room."

The waiter bowed and gestured for Liu Cang to proceed, leading him upstairs to the second floor.

Liu Cang ascended the steps with steady steps, the steward following closely behind, without uttering a word.

Just as everyone had taken their seats and the noise in the hall was gradually subsiding, the curtain behind the auction stage was lifted.

Lin Tian walked out slowly.

A dark red, spirit-patterned carpet covered the stage, and the moonstone overhead cast a soft light upon him.

The well-tailored blue robe shimmered slightly in the sunlight.

Behind them, Wang Wei and Wang Teng stood on either side, like two iron towers, completely still.

Countless eyes in the hall fell on him.

Behind the screen in the private room on the second floor

The heads of the four major families, the Lion Mountain brothers of the Mad Lion Mercenary Group, the two leaders of the Azure Dragon and Heavenly Treasure, and the city lord Liu Cang.

All eyes peered through the gap and landed on the young man.

Is this the owner of the Heavenly Auction House?

So young?

He is quite handsome, though...

This was the first time most of the people present had seen Lin Tian.

The first auction was mainly attended by independent cultivators and small forces; almost none of the big shots showed up.

Seeing with his own eyes that this Mr. Lin, who has stirred up the whole city, is just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, it would be a lie to say he wasn't surprised.

But despite the unexpected turn of events, no one dared to underestimate him.

The ability to casually sell a top-grade third-tier spirit sword has nothing to do with age.

Lin Tian stood on the stage, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience.

He didn't miss a single corner, from the lobby on the first floor to every private room on the second floor.

The venue was packed with people, with every seat filled. It was many times more lively than the first event.

But there was no fear on his face, and his eyes were calm and still, as if he were looking at something completely ordinary.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but it could be heard clearly throughout the entire hall.

"Welcome to the Celestial Auction House."

His voice was steady and powerful, unhurried and calm, carrying a composure beyond his years.

"I believe that you will all find this trip worthwhile."

As soon as he finished speaking, a low murmur arose in the hall, but it quickly subsided.

Everyone stared at him, waiting for his next words.

Lin Tian didn't waste any words or make any further opening remarks.

He turned slightly to the side, raised his right hand, and nodded to Wang Wei behind him.

"The auction is now beginning."

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