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

A middle-aged monk sat next to him, glanced at him, and said nothing.

I just silently added a sentence in my mind:

Cherish your last year!

The middle-aged cultivator glanced down at his panel—Lifespan:

312

The middle-aged cultivator opened his mouth.

Ugh

I'll live a few more years for you, old man!

The white-haired old man was still shouting, "Forestry owner! This panel is wrong!"

"I've lived for over two hundred years, how could I only have one year left!"

……

The crowd erupted in uproar.

A portly merchant stared at his luck score, muttering to himself:

"598, 598, hahaha 598!"

Another tall, thin man glanced at him and silently concealed his luck value.

A young female cultivator covered her mouth, her eyes red-rimmed.

Her lifespan on the panel was only twenty-three years.

She's only nineteen this year, and she'll die at forty-two.

The senior student next to her put her arm around her shoulder without saying a word.

Lin Tian's voice rang out again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the latest auction method researched by our All Heavens Auction House."

"You can see various information about yourself on the panel—cultivation level, lifespan, luck, spirit stones, and so on."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

The myriad aspects of human nature, how each person reacts when faced with the truth.

"And—" he raised his voice slightly.

"You can use this instead of spirit stones for the auction."

"Your lifespan, fortune, and even your cultivation talent can be exchanged for the treasures you desire."

The entire room fell silent.

Lifespan can be auctioned off?

shit

The All-Heavens Auction House feels a bit...

This is a bit strange!

The burly man in the front row stood up again and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Forest owner! What can I exchange for all 9999 of my luck?"

Lin Tian glanced down at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Something that can be exchanged for about 9999 luck points."

?

The Khan knew that Lin Tian was unwilling to reveal the information, so he could only sit down awkwardly.

However, everyone around him was looking at him, their eyes practically overflowing with envy.

Someone couldn't help but ask:

"Bro, are you really that lucky?"

The burly man slapped the armrest and raised his chin:

"Could what's written on the panel be fake?"

"Remember this, my name is—the King of the Meat-Eating Mountain!"

"I'm the one with a staggering 10,000 Luck Points! I hope you'll all call me the Child of Luck from now on!"

……

In the VIP room on the third floor, Qin Batian placed his hands on the light screen.

"Ziwei! Come and see!"

Qin Batian didn't even turn his head, but waved to the person behind him.

"My luck points are actually 30,000! I, Qin Batian, truly am a middle-aged man of great luck!"

Qin Ziwei didn't move because she had a luck value of 50,000 points!

The forestry owner's move was truly ruthless!

Not only will it increase participation, it will also greatly intensify the competition!

……

Lu Yun stood in front of the light screen in the VIP room on the third floor, his gaze falling on the ordinary seats that were suspended in the air.

He felt nothing but terror at this method!

The forestry owner could see everyone's cards and everyone's fate.

He looked down at the million people below as if he were watching a game of chess.

Everyone is a chess piece, and every chess piece is clearly defined.

Lu Yun felt another chill run down his spine!

We mustn't offend them, we mustn't offend them!

This is my older brother, Lin Tian!

……

Just as everyone was staring blankly at their own panels, a series of exquisite little boxes suddenly appeared in the air.

One by one, they floated neatly in front of each person.

The box is light gold in color with a frosted surface that feels smooth like silk.

The box lid is printed with a pattern of a sacred tree, in gold foil, with lines so fine that even the veins of the leaves are clearly visible.

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

A million people stared blankly at the box that had suddenly appeared in front of them...

Lin Tian's voice rang out.

"Thank you all for coming. This is a lucky bag I prepared for you."

"Everyone who sees it gets a share; this is a benefit from our All-Heavens Auction House to give back to everyone!"

The room was completely silent. What did they hear?

Lucky bag?

Are they souvenirs from the Zhutian Auction House?

"Holy crap! It's free?"

"Holy crap, I love you, forestry owner!"

"Long live the forestry owner!"

A million people simultaneously reached out to grab the box in front of them.

Everyone carefully untied the bow, afraid of damaging the box.

The sound of tearing—the wrapping paper being ripped apart—was heard repeatedly.

"Damn, this box is so beautiful!"

A burly man held the box, turning it over and over to examine it, reluctant to tear it open.

"Why don't you open it already! See what's inside!" the person next to him urged.

"What's the rush? Let me check the box first."

"What's so interesting about the box! The contents are what matter!"

Everyone did the same thing—carefully disassembling the parts, afraid of breaking them.

This box itself is a treasure; it's good to keep it as a souvenir.

The box was opened, and inside lay three items neatly arranged:

A small gold tag

A red jar

One pill

"What's this?" someone asked, holding up the small gold plaque to the light.

The sign is small, thin, with smooth edges, and feels heavy in your hand.

The front is engraved with a picture of a sacred tree, exactly the same as the one on the box lid.

The lines on the tree trunk and the veins on the leaves are all clearly visible.

The back is engraved with five characters: "Zhutian Auction House".

"This bottle is way too small!"

A young monk picked up the red jar and waved it in front of his eyes.

The bottle opening was sealed with tin foil, and a few words were printed on the label.

— "Non-Cola"

The young cultivator read it aloud: "Not palatable... Cola? What's that?"

Someone nearby leaned over for a look: "Would you like a drink?"

"A beverage? What kind of beverage would be packaged in this kind of bottle?"

"Who cares? It's what the forestry owner gave it to us, just drink it."

The third item is a pill.

It is light blue, about the size of a longan, with a red pattern on its surface, and emits a faint medicinal fragrance.

Someone leaned closer and took a sniff, and immediately felt a surge of energy.

"A third-tier pill?" An old cultivator who knew its value had his eyes light up.

"Heavenly Origin Pill! It can enhance cultivation! One of these would sell for at least five thousand spirit stones outside!"

Everyone around stared in disbelief.

A free Tier 3 pill?

What the hell!

Forestry owner, we love you!

"The first item is a commemorative plaque, a souvenir from the Zhutian Auction House."

"Carrying it on your person has a slight effect on enhancing your comprehension. It's not a magical artifact, but it can make your mind a little clearer."

Someone tried sticking the sign on their forehead, but felt nothing.

But after applying the patch for a while, I did feel my head was a little lighter.

This is called a psychological effect.

"The second item is called Non-Cola."

"It's a really good drink, sweet and fizzy. Shake it vigorously before drinking, otherwise you won't have any energy."

A million people looked down at the little red tube in their hands, and a question popped into their minds at the same time—is it sweet?

Is it airy?

What the heck?

"The third item is a third-tier elixir, the Heavenly Origin Pill."

"You all know this; it can enhance cultivation. I don't need to elaborate."

The entire room fell silent once again.

"Third-tier pills given away for free!"

"The forestry owner is so generous!"

"Long live the Celestial Auction House!"

……