The hostess continued, "This spear is two meters long and boasts a rich cultural heritage. Legend has it that its ancestors used it to shatter the indestructible and protect peace. There are also rumors that this artifact can reverse time and holds the secret to longevity. Whether these tales are true or false, we leave it for you all to discover."
"The Chang Hong Spear, starting bid ten million, with each subsequent bid no less than three million!"
"Thirteen million."
The hostess nodded, "Very well, thirteen million for the first bid. Are there any other offers?"
"Seventeen million."
The hostess looked towards the bidder, "Seventeen million for the second bid..."
"Twenty million."
The hostess announced, "Twenty million for the first bid..."
Bids continued to pour in, and within minutes, the price had soared to one hundred million, then two hundred million...
At table one, Tian Hai Da Xiong, dressed in a black suit, wearing sunglasses, and leaning on a crooked-leg cane, watched with a wicked grin.
Mulling over something, he gestured to the young girl beside him to raise the bid. The girl understood.
The girl, the sole daughter of the Emperor of the Small Floating Island, Gu Dao Ying Zi, declared, "Three hundred million..."
"Three hundred and three million..."
At this point, someone dared to only increase the bid by three million? The man at table seventeen, who had just placed the bid, was met with countless disdainful glances, making him incredibly uncomfortable, and he dared not speak further.
Wang Guo glanced at Ming Zhi Tian, smiled slightly, and raised his paddle, "Three hundred and eighty million!"
Ming Zhi Tian looked at him. The hostess announced, "Mr. at table thirteen bids three hundred and eighty million for the first bid, three hundred and eighty million for the second bid..."
Wang Guo was smug. Ming Zhi Tian shook his head, "We're still far from done."
The envoy from Mo Mo Country raised his paddle, "Four hundred million."
Everyone present was determined to acquire the Chang Hong Spear, as it was a national treasure. The cost was no longer the primary concern. Some smaller nations immediately stepped up to bid.
Soon, the price climbed to eight hundred million gold coins!
However, Wang Guo only had one billion gold coins, which was his limit. His liquid assets could barely cover his expenses. Sweat soaked his back, and beads trickled down his forehead.
An exotic silver-haired beauty raised her paddle, "Eight hundred and fifty million."
Wang Guo raised his paddle, "Nine hundred and ten million!"
The beauty glanced towards Wang Guo's table, her gaze fixed on Kuang Lang, "Nine hundred and fifty million."
Wang Guo gritted his teeth, "One billion gold coins!"
"Hoo..."
Wang Guo had given his all. At this point, the bidding was entering its final stages, with fewer people willing to continue.
After all, while this was a national treasure, some smaller nations were still limited by their finances. One billion gold coins was not a small sum, translating to sixty billion in their local currency, some even reaching one hundred billion or one hundred and thirty billion.
The beauty raised her paddle, "One billion... fifty million."
"Wow..."
The scene erupted in an uproar. Everyone had assumed this artifact would go to Wang Guo, only to find someone even more audacious.
Wang Guo drooped, dejected, "I'm sorry, brother Zhi Tian, I..."
Ming Zhi Tian patted his shoulder and consoled him, "It's alright, I know you did your best. Did you forget I still have money?"
"Don't tell me...!" Wang Guo seemed to realize something.
Indeed, Ming Zhi Tian had recovered fifty billion gold coins from Luo She Li Si!
Ming Zhi Tian raised his paddle, "One point two billion."
The hostess looked over curiously. In the two hours since the auction began, she hadn't seen this gentleman bid once. She was stunned for a moment.
Until a backstage staff member prompted her through her earpiece, the hostess reacted, "Mr. at table thirteen bids one point two billion for the first bid... one point two billion for the second bid!..."