Besides its grand auction held once every twenty years, the main branch of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion in Duanshan City also hosted a smaller auction each year. With more and more people arriving for the upcoming auction, the main hall had previously undergone expansion. Now, the auction hall could hold five thousand people, with fifty private VIP rooms available. Only overlord-tier forces qualified to enter these private rooms with VIP tokens. Even Saint Realm cultivators who didn't belong to such factions could only sit in the main hall—albeit in relatively better seats. Before the auction even began, the main hall was already packed. Those who arrived later had to stand in the aisles. "My god! I've never seen an auction with this many people!" "Most auction houses don't attract crowds unless people can actually afford the goods. But the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is different—they always offer rare treasures, so even people just looking to watch show up." "Exactly. I've always wondered—where do they even get these items?" "And don't forget, during the auction days, they also release limited-supply goods for sale outside the main event." "Just realized—the first three rows are all Saint Realm experts! It's my first time seeing Saint cultivators not seated in VIP rooms!" Cangzhou didn't have this many idle Saint Realm cultivators. Most of these were experts from other continents, drawn here by the Pavilion's growing fame. At first, some were irritated at being placed in the main hall. But once they realized that only overlord-class forces were allowed into private rooms—and saw that they were surrounded by other Saint Realm cultivators—they begrudgingly accepted it. At noon, the auction began right on time. The hall fell silent. The Saint Realm experts in the VIP rooms opened their eyes, their gazes sharp and focused on the stage. Just like last time, the host was the Third Elder of the Fang Clan. And just like last time, the first item was an impressive appetizer. "At our last auction, the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion sold a Manifestation Realm puppet. This time, we present a Fusion Realm puppet." With a wave of his hand, a puppet clad in black armor and wielding a golden blade appeared beside him. This puppet had originally been acquired by Fang Hao in the small world war of a hundred cities under the Bright Moon Immortal Dynasty. He had obtained one hundred Fusion Realm black-armored puppets and one Saint Realm gold-armored puppet. Except for keeping the gold-armored puppet and twenty black-armored ones for himself, Fang Hao gave the remaining eighty to Fang Ting. Fang Ting then selected a few to be sold through the Pavilion in future auctions. The rest were distributed within the clan for practical use. Upon hearing the announcement, the crowd stirred in amazement. "Fusion Realm puppets exist?!" "The Fang Clan must have gotten their hands on a puppet-making inheritance!" "As expected of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion—opening strong right out of the gate!" "At this rate, they might eventually auction off Saint Realm puppets!" After all, in ordinary kingdoms, Fusion Realm fighters were often the pinnacle of military power. Even powerful factions had need for them—for protecting young talents or exploring dangerous secret realms. Moreover, the Tianyuan World currently had no known puppet-making inheritances at this level, making Fusion Realm puppets extraordinarily valuable. The Third Elder declared: "Starting price: 500 upper-grade spirit stones. Minimum bid increment: ten stones." As soon as he finished, voices shouted from all corners: At the last auction, a Manifestation Realm puppet had started at 100 stones and sold for 500. Now with a Fusion Realm puppet, the price was naturally much higher. Eventually, the final sale price soared to 4,000 upper-grade spirit stones. Many weren't just buying for use, but to study its construction—which further drove the price up. Afterward, the Third Elder presented several signature treasures that had shone in the last auction—exclusive to the Pavilion. The Nine Separation Pill The Ten Thousand Cloud Profound Pill Transmission jades effective at 100- and 1,000-mile distances Four Spirits Mountains and Rivers Formation flags These were all part of the first half of the auction. The second half? That's when they brought out new treasures from the Immortal Realm—items Fang Hao had brought back over the years. These were all things the crowd had never heard of, never seen, and it completely dazzled everyone present. Even their breathing grew heavier. "I used to think the Fang Clan had excavated a powerful ancient ruin… But this? This is no single ruin—it's a **whole damn cluster of ruins!!" "I can't even imagine how much profit they're making with all this stuff." "I'm honestly jealous." "If I had the strength, I might even try to take them on myself." Because the crowd was large and noisy, some attendees were bold with their words. But they were only voicing what many were secretly thinking—including the bigshots up in the private rooms. Yet all such thoughts were quickly doused. They remembered the Fang Clan had backing from the Emperor Realm powerhouse Jiang Hongye, and that the two immortal-physique juniors likely had ties to a great force in the Immortal Realm. So, they wisely suppressed their greed—and focused on the auction instead. The final climax of the auction—just like last time—was the Heaven Spirit Pill. The Fang Clan actually had spare Saint Weapons and Saint Metal that could be auctioned off… But those were too rare. Unlike pills, which could be produced as long as you had the ingredients, those items were irreplaceable. Better to save them for clan use. Read complete version only at novel•fire.net Last time, the Pavilion sold: 1 Heaven Spirit Pill as the main event And later, 6 more in private trades with factions This time, considering how many more powerful guests were attending—many of whom had come just for the Heaven Spirit Pills—Fang Ting made a new plan: Round 1: auction 1 pill Round 2: auction 2 pills Round 3: auction 3 pills Remaining stock would be reserved for private transactions As expected, the moment the first Heaven Spirit Pill was brought out, the place erupted. This proved that the Fang Clan didn't just acquire a stash of pills—they had the recipe, and the ability to produce more. In the Tianyuan World, Saint-level pill recipes were monopolized by the top 20 factions. No one else even qualified to possess them. And yet the Fang Clan owned and protected one—clear proof of their terrifying strength. The Saint Realm experts didn't have time to speculate—they jumped right into the bidding war. As the price rose higher and higher, many realized they hadn't brought enough supreme-grade spirit stones, and desperately sought help: Some contacted friends to pool resources Others took out their own treasures to sell on the spot to the Pavilion Heaven Spirit Pills could only be bought with supreme-grade spirit stones—ordinary treasures weren't accepted. This drove many to near-panic. The first pill sold for even more than last time, simply because the crowd was larger and more competitive. Then came the two-pill auction, drawing in the overlord-tier factions—ordinary Saint Realm experts could barely afford one, let alone two. Finally, the three-pill auction. At this point, every major faction leader in the private rooms stood up, faces red and veins bulging from shouting. They looked like they were one bad bid away from breaking into a brawl. In the main hall, many—including Saint Realm experts—could only watch, stunned. "Should we leave now? I'm afraid we'll get caught in the crossfire if a fight breaks out." "Good idea. I'm slipping out." "If this auction house belonged to any other faction, these bigshots might already be fighting." "Yeah… Only the Fang Clan can keep them in check." The final three Heaven Spirit Pills sold for staggering prices—enough to make even the wealthiest factions wince. Upstairs, Fang Hao watched the scene, unable to hide his joy. After all, he received a high cut of each pill sold. With such vast resources flowing in, his cultivation could continue to soar. He couldn't help but imagine: "These pills only help True Saints advance. If I had pills for Grand Saints or even Saint Kings... just think how much more they'd sell for!"