For someone as beautiful as Sima Zhaoxue, not to mention Bi Ningshuai, with some methods and a willingness to do so, she could make a supreme elder from a cultivation sect die for her. Moreover, he wouldn’t have been able to touch a finger of hers beforehand.

At this moment, it was clear that she must have done something to these crazy fans in the audience.

The auction has finally begun.

The first treasure was stored inside a two-meter square trunk made out of steel and was brought to the stage.

With her silver hair fluttering with the wind and a spiritual glow to her, Sima Zhaoxue’s snow-white fingers reached out and elegantly grabbed a jade-card on a silver tray. She softly spoke with a charming smile: “The first auction is a two-meter-long stone-dragon wooden pillar. The starting price is one spirit stone with no less than one seed for each increasing bet.”

Stone-dragon...