I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

"Distinguished guests, this is one of the five best private rooms in our Youming Auction House in Linyou City. From here, you can see the regular auction booths on the first floor." The three were led to one side of the private room, where an entire wall was made of glass, and looking down from here, you could see the first floor.

The seating on the first floor is somewhat like that of an opera house, arranged in a 180-degree fan shape, rising in tiers to surround the circular auction stage. The two rows of seats closest to the second floor are semi-enclosed booths, complete with small screens and coffee tables.

The second floor was where they were located, with more than a dozen private rooms of various sizes. Each room had a full wall of glass, but you couldn't see inside from the outside.

The third floor consists of several small private rooms of the same size, and also has a whole wall of one-way glass.

“Each private room will have a dedicated ghost service. The private rooms on the second floor will also have an entire wall of LCD screens and more than three price-increasing devices. Of course, there will also be the finest incense and candles.” After a pause, the receptionist took out a tablet and handed it to An Xin. “This contains all the items for this auction. These will only be provided to the VIPs in the private rooms. Special or final auction items will also only be displayed to the VIPs on the second floor.”

An Xin respectfully handed the tablet to Gu Shuohan, who was already seated in the main seat. Then, she casually took out a glass bottle from her cloak. Turning to the receptionist, she said, "Bring five cups. We don't need incense or candles; we have these!"

The receptionist glanced at the bottle in An Xin's hand, swallowed hard, and pressed a button on the wall by the door. "Bring a set of the best cups, not the ones for candles, just empty ones."

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. The receptionist opened it, took out a tray, and gently closed the door again. After carefully placing the tray on the table, the receptionist quietly stepped back, remaining within earshot of the guest's call from the doorway.

An Xin poured the spiritual liquid into three small, exquisite cups, gesturing for Gu Shuohan and Ao Jue to enjoy it together. After they finished drinking, she glanced at the receptionist standing at the door. Seeing that he still looked respectful and didn't reveal any excessive greed, she nodded, took a clean cup, and poured herself a small sip of the spiritual liquid.

"Young man, we've known each other for quite a while now, but I haven't asked your name yet?" An Xin nodded slightly to the receptionist as they walked to the door.

"In reply to your question, my surname is Zhao and my given name is Ying. You may call me Xiao Zhao."

"Little Zhao, our CEO Gu saw that you were very respectful and polite, so he asked me to give you a cup of spiritual liquid." An Xin handed the cup to Zhao Ying.

He bowed deeply and said earnestly, "Honored guest, no, I know the effects of this spiritual liquid and its value. It is far too precious for a ghost like me to accept such a valuable gift from you!"

He thought he could gather some spiritual liquid while tidying up, but they offered it to him directly, which he dared not accept.

"It's alright, we're very satisfied with your work, and it's just a small bite, it's fine!"

An Xin was genuinely sincere this time, and shoved the cup directly into his arms.

Zhao Ying was deeply moved. He thanked them and, without further hesitation, drank the spiritual liquid in one gulp. As the energy circulated throughout his soul, he sighed contentedly and bowed again to An Xin and the others.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Mr. Gu, it's me, Xiao Qian!" Qian Lai's cheerful voice came from outside the door.

"Please come in!"

Zhao Ying opened the door for Qian Lai and then gently closed it again. Qian Lai scurried over to Gu Shuohan and said in an extremely obsequious manner, "President Gu, I've spoken with my boss, and he's very interested. He said he'll definitely be there later and wants to talk to you in person."

“Okay!” Gu Shuohan saw An Xin nod to him secretly, so he spoke according to the translator’s pronunciation.

"That's great! When I contacted him, he said he had already gone to the teleportation portal in the capital and should be here soon! Also, the appraiser and the owner agreed on a starting price of 5 colored spirit stones per jade bottle of spirit liquid. I estimate that it should be able to reach 3 colored spirit stones."

“President Gu, look, the owner of the Netherworld Auction House is so sincere, and Manager Qian is so efficient. He said he wants to experiment and taste the products, so the samples in the private room will probably be gone soon. Why don’t we give him this bottle too?” An Xin said as she poured out four more small cups of spiritual liquid.

When President Gu nodded, Qian Lai was overjoyed again.

An Xin gestured for Qian Lai to pick up the cups together, and the "Four Ghosts" then clinked glasses and drank the water in their cups, signifying a successful auction.

After Qian Lai left with half a bottle of spiritual liquid, An Xin told Zhao Ying to wait outside the door and come in when the auction started.

So finally there were only three people left in the private room.

"Xinxin, what did you give us to drink just now? The spiritual energy is so pure!" Ao Jue asked impatiently.

An Xin pressed her index finger to her lips and whispered, "Be gentle, or the walls might be overheard. I don't know how to set up an isolation array yet!"

"An isolation array? No problem, I can set it up with this spiritual liquid!" Ao Jue waved his right hand and set up the array.

"How come your formation is so simple?" An Xin recalled that her second senior brother, Li Qingchuan, always had to use external objects as the formation eyes and pillars when setting up formations. Although it didn't take more than a few minutes, it was still not as simple as Ao Jue waving his hand to finish it.

"What's so difficult about that? Maybe our cultivation methods are different? Anyway, as long as I have spiritual power, I can still set up some simple formations." Ao Jue crossed his arms, feeling confident that he could do it again.

"Okay, then you can do whatever you can in the future, and I will provide you with spiritual liquid."

"This is great. If I could have a bottle of this water every day, I estimate that the injuries to my soul and body would heal faster, and it would be much easier to remove the soul nails in the future."

“Okay, it’s settled then.” An Xin felt no pressure at all; it was too easy for her.

After a while, Zhao Ying knocked on the door and came in, saying, "The auction is about to begin. The guests have all taken their seats. All the private rooms are full today. Some distinguished guests who didn't make an appointment came together with their acquaintances and squeezed into one private room."

"It seems that Manager Qian's announcement has received a positive response."

"Yes, we have already arranged for dedicated waiters in the private rooms to let our distinguished guests try out the elixir. I think the final auction will be very intense." Zhao Ying's attitude was respectful, and even a little excited.

It's easy to imagine how much wealth Anxin and his group will reap today.

"Greetings, esteemed sirs! Today will be a memorable day. Are you all aware of today's auction items?" A delicate-looking auctioneer, dressed in the most formal European-style tailcoat, floated slowly onto the auction stage. Observing the expressions of the ghost lords below, a smile played on her lips as she continued to preside, saying, "Then without further ado, let's begin today's auction. Please present the first item: Netherworld Grass."

Two beautiful female ghosts, dressed in bright red cheongsams, floated around the stage carrying a glass display case before finally placing it on the back of a tentacle-like monster. The auctioneer strolled leisurely to the case and began explaining the item: "This Netherworld Grass is a unique plant found only in the Netherworld River. It can withstand the river's coldness and grow because it contains a rare ingredient. Incense made from this ingredient can prevent the soul from weakening, enhance the power of ghosts, and even prolong certain acts, preventing premature death from the cold's influence." The auctioneer's ghostly face flickered, then he gave the ghosts below a wicked smile. "Of course, this grows in the Netherworld River, making it extremely difficult to harvest, so the starting price... you all know! Ready? Ten Netherworld Grasses, starting price 500 spirit stones."

At this moment, the ghosts on the first floor excitedly pressed the price-increasing button, and the price soared from 500 spirit stones to 4000 spirit stones...

An Xin pursed her lips, thinking, "It's just a love potion, why are you getting so worked up? Are all male ghosts in this ghost world so thirsty?"

"Oh dear, you don't know this. Ghosts are mostly spirits or too cold and yin, so they are not harmonious in that aspect. In principle, they don't need physical reproduction, so they can only seek ways to solidify their spirits or to make them impervious to cold and yin and last longer. In fact, the most important component of a spirit is spiritual power, so the most suitable cultivation for them is to strengthen their spiritual power." Di Ting explained the ins and outs to her in her sea of ​​consciousness.

In the end, the 10 herbs were sold for 5000 spirit stones. An Xin could only shake her head, thinking: If only Uncle Chen could come and take a look, plants like these that can resist the power of yin and cold could definitely be used to make more useful medicines.

Time seemed to fly by in the auction house, as one strange and unusual item after another was brought in for auction. The three people in the private box examined everything very carefully. Although these items were useless to them, their strong sense of curiosity and the bizarre effects of the items truly amazed them.

"Thank you all for your enthusiasm and strong support of the Netherworld Auction House. Time flies! The auction is drawing to a close. Next up is the grand finale of this auction. Here's a sneak peek—this item is truly unprecedented; it's a treasure that even the owner of our Netherworld Auction House personally attended to present. He's also brought along some new items to add to the excitement!" The auctioneer was incredibly excited as he loudly introduced the items to everyone: "The auction items are four exceptionally handsome and refined ancient generals!"

Upon hearing this, An Xin stood up abruptly! Although she didn't know whether these generals were good or bad, the anger in her heart surged uncontrollably! She even wanted to smash up the auction house right now!

"Xinxin, calm down! Although you are being suppressed, I can sense that there are several ghost cultivators here whose cultivation is above yours! You must not act rashly, and look at these two, they have no fighting power, they will only become a burden if you fight them!" Di Ting hurriedly advised her in her sea of ​​consciousness.

An Xin was furious, her face so dark it looked like ink could drip from it. Luckily, she had her cloak covering her face, otherwise she would have immediately given herself away.

"Distinguished guest? What do you need?" Zhao Ying asked as he floated over to An Xin when she suddenly stood up.

"Nothing, I just got a little excited when I suddenly saw four ancient generals! Why are they all standing still?"

"Oh, these souls used for auction are usually mentally deranged. They may have been bloodthirsty before they died, or they may have suffered a mental breakdown before they died. In short, they will be confused and disoriented when they come to this world."

"How do you know they are generals?"

“Their clothing, appearance, and tokens likely indicate their profession. This time, the employer brought them directly, so they must be very strong. Usually, they're just warriors or guards; sending them back would be like sending bodyguards,” Zhao Ying explained carefully to An Xin. “They should be under puppet control right now, so they're very safe. This is a rare opportunity. Do you have any needs?”

“Xinxin, these four ghost generals are quite good. They must have been great generals who guarded a region in their lifetime. I can roughly see that in addition to the bloodthirsty aura, they also have the light of merit. Just as Zhao Ying said, they must have encountered a sudden change before they died, harbored resentment, and had too much bloodthirsty aura, so they were reincarnated into this path.”

"Can I take pictures of them?" An Xin hoped to help these great heroes who once defended their country.

"If you have a way, then go ahead and film it. Anyway, the soul can enter the Qiankun World and be nurtured by Ao Jue's warm jade. Most importantly, we also have spiritual liquid. If you want to raise a whole army of Yin soldiers, that's no problem!"

"I don't have any grand ambitions; I just saw it and wanted to lend a hand!"

"Okay, don't worry!"

After making the decision, An Xin informed the two of their concerns and then picked up the price increase device to start operating it.

The last four generals were won by bidding with colored spirit stones.

The final auction is about to begin.