"Why wasn't the unique feature of the treasure building introduced? Is it because it doesn't have one—or is it so peculiar that revealing it might lower its auction price?"
Yi Tianxing glanced at the treasure building, a flicker of thought flashing through his mind.
If its peculiarity truly existed, then it must have had a negative impact on its value, something that might reduce the final price or create other complications.
However, since Prime Minister Turtle chose not to explain, no one could force him to.
After all, this treasure was placed here for auction of its own volition. No one was forcing anyone to bid. Everyone had the right to refuse, and no one could be compelled to participate. It was purely a matter of personal judgment.
Whether or not to bid depended entirely on one's own evaluation.
"Still, the Great Yi Dynasty could definitely use a treasure-grade auction house. With our foundation and influence, we are fully capable of organizing auctions. We have the means, the reputation, and the rare treasures—many of them unique to Great Yi—to make it happen. Using such a structure would be ideal."
A thought quickly crossed Yi Tianxing's mind.
Sure, if he really wanted to, he could construct his own auction house. That wouldn't be an issue at all. But if a treasure building already existed, there was no need to waste time and effort building one.
If it could be solved with money—then it wasn't a problem.
"The auction begins now. Anyone interested may start bidding."
Prime Minister Turtle announced with a smile.
"1.2 million!!"
A female elf with pointed ears was the first to speak. She was clearly no ordinary elf—her cultivation and presence were formidable. She seemed particularly interested in the auction house.
"1.5 million!!"
The Behemoth King followed.
"1.8 million."
A wild-haired, golden-haired middle-aged man said coldly. It was the Golden Lion King.
"2.3 million!!"
Next was a middle-aged man dressed in the attire of a minority tribe. He wore accessories made of wolf fangs and beast bones. He sat like a fierce wolf, exuding a sharp aura—clearly influenced by a beastly nature.
He was human—but also not.
"No need to waste time. 5 million!!"
Yi Tianxing's calm voice suddenly rang out.
The moment he spoke, every cultivator in the auction hall—Behemoth King, Golden Lion King included—couldn't help but twitch.
That tone was one of absolute certainty, as though none of them were even worth considering—or perhaps, it reflected Yi Tianxing's unshakable confidence in his resources.
Even though no one could see who was speaking, everyone immediately realized that this was the same wealthy madman who had snapped up the Immortality Elixir Formula and Boundless Sea Chart earlier with total disregard for reason.
Trying to outbid him was like trying to find a turd with a flashlight in a public restroom—pure insanity.
So, despite their dissatisfaction, silence fell across the room. No one dared to continue bidding.
It simply wasn't worth it.
If they pushed the price higher and Yi Tianxing suddenly backed out, they'd be left holding the bag—this wasn't pocket change. Getting scammed like that could ruin anyone.
No one could afford the risk.
"Five million—deal!!"
Prime Minister Turtle quickly struck the hammer, as if afraid Yi Tianxing might change his mind. The deal was sealed.
It was clear that even he found five million to be a surprising victory.
"Something's wrong."
"There's definitely something weird about this auction house. Why was Prime Minister Turtle so hasty?"
Suspicion stirred among the cultivators. The whole thing felt off.
They remembered how the Prime Minister had refused to explain the item earlier, and now the urgency to close the deal only reinforced that something wasn't right.
Was this item defective?
Was the auction house itself flawed?
Could a reputable auction really sell a broken treasure?
"There's definitely a catch."
Even Yi Tianxing showed a rare trace of surprise after receiving the miniature treasure building, which had been shrunk to a pocket-sized ornament.
It was exquisitely detailed, like a work of art.
But the problem didn't lie in its aesthetics—it was in its special feature.
This auction house had a name: Mystic Auction House (神秘拍卖行).
And that title wasn't for show.
This building couldn't be used for conventional auctions. The participants were selected at random from the Eternal World, and teleported directly into the auction via soul projection. Even the owner of the auction house had no control over who showed up.
Totally random.
It could be a beggar, a wild dog, any race, any cultivation level, any identity.
Before each auction, the house would generate a limited number of Mystic Auction Tokens (神秘拍卖令) and scatter them throughout the Eternal World. Anyone who found one could participate in the auction and would continue to receive invitations for future events.
That wasn't the worst part.
The real problem was that the first auction only had ten tokens. Meaning—only ten people could participate.
And the recipients could refuse the invitation, so even ten might be too generous an estimate.
Sure, over time the number of token holders would grow. Each one retained the right to enter the auction forever. Slowly but surely, the participant pool would increase.
But here came the kicker:The Mystic Auction House could only open once per year.
Just once.
Meaning:
Year 1: 10 participants
Year 2: 20 participants
Year 3: 30 participants
Year 10: 100 participants
Year 100: 1,000 participants
Year 1,000: 10,000 participants
Compare that to the Dragon Palace auction, which had over a million bidders in a single session.
This one? You'd need hundreds of thousands of years to match that scale.
And the rules? Unchangeable.
The tokens were indestructible, permanently bound to the holder once refined. Even if the holder died, the token would reform and reappear, awaiting the next destined bearer.
A ticket for life.
"This thing is playing the long game—exchanging time for exclusivity. Still… its reach is amazing. It can summon bidders from anywhere in the Eternal World, of any race or background. Even if only through soul projections, it's incredible."
If used properly, it would be an unparalleled treasure.
"Fine. Since it's a Mystic Auction House, I'll just build a conventional auction house beside it. When it comes time to use the mystic house, it must be done with great fanfare—make it legendary, make it so that the whole Eternal World knows of it. Let participating in the mystic auction become a badge of honor."
Yi Tianxing wasn't discouraged.
So what if the number of participants was small?
It wasn't necessarily a bad thing—it all depended on perspective.
Yi Tianxing fell into silent thought. Meanwhile, Prime Minister Turtle wiped cold sweat from his brow.
He knew the truth about the Mystic Auction House. Frankly, if he'd revealed it, no one would've paid even a million for it.
Who wanted to buy a glorified time bomb?
But thankfully, Yi Tianxing said nothing.
And so, the auction continued.
The pace remained brisk—everyone present was a cultivator of status. When something caught their eye, they went all in. If not, they didn't bother. Transaction after transaction passed rapidly.
Unknowingly, another day had passed.
As time went on, the auction finally reached its final stage.
"Fellow cultivators, our auction has reached its climax. As with all prestigious events, we have final highlights—and this time, there are two. Both are priceless treasures, impossible to find elsewhere."
"Now—bring forth the first final item!"
Prime Minister Turtle's voice grew energetic and passionate.
A handmaiden stepped forward, bearing a tray.
She unveiled the item—it was a gourd, bright red and glowing.
This wasn't an ordinary gourd. Mystic red patterns swirled along its surface, seemingly alive.
"This gourd contains a celestial spirit wine known as Nirvana Immortal Brew (涅槃仙酿)!"
Prime Minister Turtle took a deep breath and shouted.
"Nirvana Immortal Brew is made from Nirvana Grass, nurtured in Phoenix True Blood, as the primary ingredient. It's then blended with Phoenix Tail Grass, Revival Herb, Heaven Origin Fruit, and other spirit herbs, as well as Firecloud Rice, Spirit Wine Fruits, and Dragon Marrow Grass. After centuries of fermentation, it has transformed into something beyond imagination."