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All of lanterns went completely dark, and every lamplight in the hall gathered on the platform. The atmosphere immediately became very serious. The casual conversations also stopped.
An old man dressed in a white long gown, with greying hair and a dark countenance, slowly walked atop the platform.
“Welcome, everyone, to the First Market’s special auction. As everyone knows, it is because of a particular item that this auction is being held outside of the normal schedule.” The old man cupped his fist towards everyone. “The item may be somewhat unpresentable, so I ask for everyone’s understanding.”
The entire audience chuckled.
“Yao Lao, you can stop talking about this, we already know some of the details.”
“We just want to see whether the Illusionary Flying Snow’s spirit feather is real or not.”
“Well, in that case, This Old Man shall formally declare that the auction has begun.” Yao Lao faintly grinned, and with a wave of his large sleeve, two young ladies brough over a scented box. They walked a circle around the platform, allowing everyone a look. Then, they placed the box onto a table that was very much like the ones used for surgery; there was also a projection array.
Blue light glowed, illuminating the object.
This item was protected by a formation, preventing probing of its interior, but cultivators could use Divine Intent in addition to the projection array to carefully scrutinize every detail of the item.
This item was a bit similar to the Yuan dynasty blue and white porcelain octagonal vase, with its blue seawater color and white dragon patterns.
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