Volume 1, Chapter 61: Ten Million!

A sweet yet faintly alluring voice came from Luo Ningning, echoing throughout the auction house.

The soft voice seemed to carry a unique charm, causing many wealthy patrons in the auction hall to feel a slight flutter in their chests and their eyes to burn with desire.

With a smile on her face, Luo Ningning continued, "Today's auction features a total of one hundred and one lots."

"These include jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and much more!"

"Now, we will immediately proceed with the bidding for the first lot!"

As her voice trailed off, the lights in the auction hall suddenly dimmed.

Immediately afterward.

The center of the motorized circular platform parted, and a metal stage slowly rose upward.

Atop the metal stage rested something covered with a red cloth......

Hearing this, Ma Wanling finally snapped back to reality. Earlier, she had been so overwhelmed by the sudden revelation of her father's decision that her mind went completely blank, and she hadn't bothered to think about why her father insisted on marrying her off. Prompted by Chu Haoran, she now realized that something about this matter was rather amiss.

Swordsman did not feel any nervousness at all when meeting Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin's gaze; instead, he appeared completely calm and collected. After all, he had not only been asked this question by Emperor Taizong of Tang; anyone who witnessed Swordsman suddenly conjure items out of thin air would naturally ask out of curiosity.

When they rushed over there, it was already late evening, and the sky was gradually darkening. Upon arriving at the location, a massive mansion suddenly appeared before them. The mansion was brightly lit, though it was impossible to tell what was going on inside.

Seeing that Wang Hao and Gu Changqing maintained ordinary expressions while Ouyang Wu furrowed his brow, Yang Baolian instantly felt a surge of self-doubt in her heart.

Swordsman had originally wondered how to explain things further to the giant bat leader on the sixth floor of the Wild Goose Pagoda, but to his surprise, she stopped questioning him this time. Instead, she intended to join forces with the blackened gambler leader to launch an attack on their position.

Her home was nestled in the farthest corner of that village. In the past, that spot seemed to have belonged to a large estate, but by the present day, the place appeared far too ancient and rustic.

"Heaven and Earth Annihilation!" A saber glowing with a bloody light instantly materialized, shooting like lightning toward the giant palm in the sky, guided by the tip of Tian Lie's blade.

Su Cuo was wearing a veil at the moment, as he did not wish to draw too much attention to himself; otherwise, his appearance might cause an even greater impact.

Once the entire room was completely swallowed by darkness, seven ferocious bolts of lightning suddenly emerged from the ceiling without any obstruction. Within the shadowy world, a glowing skeleton materialized out of thin air.

It seemed that the Emei Sect had chosen well when selecting their leader; from top to bottom, the position truly belonged to no one else. However, some people couldn't help but wonder if Lianyun City had merely been putting on a brave front earlier. If that were the case, the dissolution of the Emei Sect wouldn't be far off, perhaps happening right after the people of the Tiger-Killing Gang departed.

"Not talking, huh? Heh." Qiu Jihan let out a cold laugh, tilted his head, and continued to hang there.

"Mom, I bought these for the two of you. The ones for Xingyu's parents are in the car!" Ling Zhiyuan replied.

"Hey, didn't you say you have no ability to alter probabilities at all? Then how can you use a hadron collider to deter people from other worlds?" I asked, puzzled.

This undoubtedly caused Di Jun, representing the ancient demon race, to harbor resentment toward the ancient witch race, an emotion that inevitably manifested in his daily words and actions and was noticed by his wife, children, and servants. This also laid the groundwork for his ten sons' future arrogance and lawlessness toward the ancient witch race, inflicting indelible harm upon them.

Forcing me to sell my shares to the Komia government is impossible, but I still need to make my stance clear here.

The jar of liquor he held in his hand swayed back and forth, and Chen Jihai inside was acting quite restless. Chen Xin tapped the rim of the jar with his hand, making a "clinking" sound.

Watching Tang Qianxue, who had squatted down in front of the school gate to affectionately ask Duoduo about her classes today, Tang Shiya extinguished her cigarette.

Gao Fei was not a naive person; he would not simply assume that he was the only one possessing the essence of holiness. Dragons and phoenixes were divine beasts of Huaxia, so did other countries lack divine beasts? A nation like Gaoyao surely had its own divine beasts as well.

The night sky over Bozeman was exceptionally clear, and countless twinkling stars looked down like countless cold, expressionless, and emotionless eyes, observing all the mundane events unfolding on this ordinary planet.

Jiang Siwei immediately leaped up, and his hands grabbed mine. Instantly, a tremendous force pulled at me, and my body began to fall inward. Since Jiang Siwei was holding onto me, he was naturally dragged down along with me.

"Benefactor! Please accept a bow from Yao Bao! For saving my life, I will serve you as a beast of burden in this life and repay you with knotted grass in the next!" Yao Bao hurriedly knelt and kowtowed in gratitude.

"Since the military situation is urgent, we, on behalf of the soldiers of the Three Passes and all the citizens of the city, thank you! Farewell!" Li Guangqiao hurried back, traveling day and night.

The village chief said nothing, but his eyes revealed endless resentment and fury. His heart was filled with profound sorrow and indignation; if he could turn back time, he would have made sure the villagers evacuated much earlier.

It was precisely the item that Grandpa Xiong had intended to exchange with the vendor selling salted Mingxi fish fillets back at the ghost market.

At that moment, primitive people began climbing up the mountain one after another, likewise prostrating themselves in gratitude to the gods and the emissaries sent by the gods.

It looked even more ferocious, with one blind eye—likely injured from a fight with other cats—while the remaining solitary eye flashed with sharp glints.

Fu Yang was very curious about who the first four were, able to successfully receive their Daoist ordination at an age even younger than his own, so he casually asked Grandpa Xiong.

Under the reckless and casualties-defying fierce assault of the Qin army, the Chu camp, which was already in a precarious state, immediately fell into chaos.

Today's recording session ended earlier than previous ones. Actually, the official vocal recordings were already finished; Qian Jiangjun simply had her record a few extra calibration notes just to be safe, allowing for adjustments later on.

The second person on the left exuded an aura of majestic authority, commanding respect without showing anger. Dressed in a Daoist robe adorned with Eight Trigrams symbols, he sat upon a seat of eight treasures and multicolored clouds that radiated countless rays of light. Above his head floated a halo of auspicious clouds spanning acres in size. This was none other than the master of the Clan of Elucidation, the Jade Clear Saint, Primeval Lord of Heaven.

When Liang Houzai and I returned to the wooden cabin, a drunken Huang Changrong handed us two dry towels and told us to dry ourselves off.

"That's good! As long as you're willing to tell the truth, I'll definitely get you out of here!" the soldier said calmly.

On this massive martial arts training ground, thousands of military examination candidates had already gathered to take the test. Everyone was rubbing their palms and flexing their muscles, determined to achieve a top score.

"Pay attention to him? Would he really dare to make a move against me?" Although Shi Yuan was furious inside, upon hearing Bai Hua's words, he still asked with some puzzlement.

In the Tianwu Continent, the strong are respected. Even if Yang Lan's background was not low, as long as she could not cultivate, her status within the family would never be very high.

To ensure that nothing went wrong, all disciples of Xianmen were ordered to go to the Yangshao Yellow Sea ferry crossing to board a ship, heading east downstream straight out to sea.

Never before had Qin Yi heard Qin Tingyu praise anyone in such a manner. Seeing Qin Tingyu display an expression that seemed to mix deep reverence with parental affection, he couldn't help but feel extremely astonished.