Miler, who has a system for giving up

As the vehicle moved forward, the scenery outside the window gradually became unfamiliar, but the surrounding prosperity became more and more obvious.

The streets were lined with tall buildings, neon lights flashed, and vehicles flowed endlessly; our car gradually blended into the crowd.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a luxurious hotel. The hotel's exterior was magnificent, resembling a palace.

The car door slowly opened, and the staff stood respectfully to the side waiting for us.

Han Heng and Sikong Feng got out of the car first. They walked steadily toward the hotel entrance and took out six fancy invitations from the lining of their suit jackets.

The security personnel at the entrance took the invitation, checked it carefully, and asked us to wait a moment.

After confirming that everything was correct, we handed the invitation to a well-dressed staff member, who then led us into the hotel.

I noticed that the people ahead were being directed to the passage on the right, while we were proceeding along the passage on the left.

This struck me as odd, because I didn't understand why there was such differential treatment.

Just then, Yan Luo seemed to notice my questioning look.

She turned slightly to the side, moving closer to me, and then gently put her hand on my arm.

She moved very gently, afraid of hurting me. Then, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "We are cultivators, and the people in front are ordinary people, so we will go to the left and they will go to the right."

Her voice was soft and clear, and I immediately understood the reason.

It turns out that the passageway here was designed to separate people of different identities in order to better manage and arrange activities.

At the same time, Qin Yimeng, who was originally following behind Han Heng and Sikong Feng, also curiously came over when she noticed that Yan Luo beside her had slowed down and walked to my side.

She followed my gaze and quickly understood what I was looking at.

So she slowed down, came to my other side, and took my arm in the same way.

She smiled and said softly to me, "Sister Lele, we're going upstairs. Ordinary people usually stay on the first or second floor, but we cultivators go to the third floor. After the first round ends, we have to wait for the ordinary people to leave before we start the second round."

Her explanation gave me a clearer understanding of the whole process, and I also felt their care and concern for me.

Because of the auction I attended last time, they led me directly through a special passage instead of the main entrance, so I am not familiar with the intricacies and rules here.

Thankfully, Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng's timely explanations saved me from a potentially awkward situation.

Otherwise, it would be incredibly embarrassing if the person leading the way suddenly said something like that and I had no idea what it was!

The passage on the left was not as long as the one on the right, and it soon came to an end.

A painting hangs on the left wall at the end, and the staff member skillfully presses a button.

The painting was flipped over, revealing an elevator hidden inside.

After we entered the elevator, the painting automatically returned to its original state.

Surprisingly, the elevator did not go up, but instead went down.

The floor numbers displayed on the control panel are all negative: -3, -6, -8... There is only one number 0, and no other numbers.

This means that the elevator can only go down and cannot go up.

The staff member pressed the -8 button, then placed their palm on what looked like a card reader. With a crisp "authentication successful" sound, the elevator began to descend slowly.

As the elevator slowly ascended, I felt no shaking or noise, as if it were one with the ground.

This calm made me feel at ease, and at the same time, I became very interested in the advanced technology of this auction.

Soon, the elevator arrived at its destination, and the doors opened silently.

After exiting the elevator, we followed the staff and turned left.

After walking for about two minutes, we came to a seemingly ordinary white wall.

At this point, the staff took out the invitations they had previously put away from their pockets and placed them on the wall one by one.

Surprisingly, when the invitation touched the wall, the wall began to slowly rotate!

Then, the invitation was sucked into the wall, as if swallowed by an invisible force.

The whole process was both magical and technologically advanced, making one marvel at the ingenuity of the building's design.

Ultimately, all the invitations were sucked into the wall, and the originally enclosed space gradually revealed its true nature.

Before us lies a spacious and bright room, its walls adorned with exquisite patterns and artworks, creating an elegant atmosphere.

The staff member gestured for us to enter the room, and we went inside.

The room was furnished with various sofas and coffee tables. Looking out through the transparent glass, people on the opposite floor below were gathered in small groups, talking in hushed tones.

Han Heng and Sikong Feng went straight to an empty sofa and sat down, while Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng pulled me to the other side.

"There are quite a few cultivators at this auction," Yan Luo said softly, glancing around.

"It seems everyone is taking this auction very seriously." Qin Yimeng nodded.

As they were talking, a waiter came over and handed them several auction catalogs.

I casually flipped through the pages, which displayed all sorts of rare items, each one of which was incredibly tempting.

"The auction is about to begin. Please be seated, everyone."

The host's voice rang out, and the room gradually quieted down. I took a deep breath, anticipating the exciting auction to come.

"Now, please welcome our first item for today's auction," the host's enthusiastic voice rang out, "This is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, with a starting bid of five million."

Ordinary people in the audience eagerly bid, causing the price to soar.

Just then, the little cutie's voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Master, this is no ordinary Ganoderma lucidum. It's a Ganoderma lucidum that has survived for a thousand years after its mutation. We must buy it!"

Upon hearing this, I felt a surge of excitement, but on the surface, I could only pretend to be nonchalant.

I really can't think of a good way to let other people know about the special features of this Ganoderma lucidum.

So I had no choice but to explain to everyone in my clumsy way: "Look, the color and texture of this Ganoderma lucidum are very different from others, it must be a very precious variety!"

Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, Han Heng immediately understood what I meant.

Without hesitation, he raised the sign in his hand and shouted, "Ten million!"

However, to my surprise, an even higher bid came from another room very close to us: "Fifteen million!"

I was startled and turned to look at the room. Inside, I saw several mysterious figures, their faces obscured.

Judging from their offer, they are clearly determined to acquire this Ganoderma lucidum.

At this moment, Sikong Feng seemed to sense my anxiety, and he, not to be outdone, raised his paddle and shouted out an even higher price: "Twenty million!"

As prices continued to climb, the atmosphere in the venue became increasingly heated, with people whispering among themselves and discussing the fierce competition.

When the price reached 1 million, the ordinary people downstairs finally gave up bidding, leaving only us and the people in the next room still competing.

I stared intently at everything in front of me, my anxiety growing.

I secretly prayed that Han Heng would be able to successfully bid for this Ganoderma lucidum, because for cultivators, such a Ganoderma lucidum would be an extremely precious medicinal material.

"One hundred and fifty million!" The bid came from the next room again.

Han Heng frowned, then turned to look at Sikong Feng, and the two exchanged a glance.

"Two hundred million!" Han Heng immediately increased the amount to two hundred million.

The entire audience erupted in uproar, everyone's eyes fixed on this side.

There was a moment of silence in the next room, but they eventually gave up.

"Two hundred million once, two hundred million twice, two hundred million three times! Sold!" The host declared with a final gavel.

Han Heng breathed a sigh of relief, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

I breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly pleased.

Because in everyone's mind, they don't understand why I insisted on taking a picture of this seemingly ordinary Ganoderma lucidum.

But they trusted me, so we won the bid for 2 million.

"Congratulations to Mr. Han from the 8th floor for winning this exquisite item," the host said with a smile. "Next, let's take a look at today's second item..."

A short while later, the Ganoderma lucidum was delivered, and I confirmed with my little cutie that this was it.

I carefully took the Ganoderma lucidum, a hint of excitement flashing in my eyes.

This is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that survived a mutation!

Its surface exudes a faint spiritual aura, as if it contains endless vitality.

"When we get back, I'm going to study this Ganoderma lucidum carefully," I said to Sikong Feng, my heart filled with curiosity.

Sikong Feng nodded in agreement. He also knew that this Ganoderma lucidum might be hiding some unknown secret.

The others looked at the Ganoderma lucidum in my hand, and a sense of anticipation rose in their hearts.

Perhaps this Ganoderma lucidum truly contains some kind of powerful energy...

Otherwise, I wouldn't have reacted at first, and I might have realized something later, which is why I became so anxious.

Moreover, the people bidding next to us were also cultivators. Could it be that they also noticed something?

The auction continued, with one precious item after another being presented.

Some are rare gemstones, some are rare medicinal herbs, and some are ancient artifacts.

Each item sparked enthusiastic bidding, creating a lively atmosphere.

I'm looking forward to what surprises await us next.

After all, this auction has gathered cultivators from all sides, so there will surely be many more amazing treasures to be discovered.

However, to my disappointment, the subsequent lots did not amaze me as much as the previous ones.

Most of them are ordinary jewelry, paintings or antiques, which are valuable, but cannot compare with the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

Upon further reflection, I realized that these things are already quite good for ordinary people, but for us cultivators, the real treasures we need are probably in the second round.

As for the Ganoderma lucidum that appeared at the beginning, I guess the appraiser may have misjudged it, otherwise why would they have put it in the first auction?

Some cultivators arrived late, just before the second round was about to begin, while others arrived early and bought some jewelry to give to the women they admired.

Because I saw that some rooms only had guests arriving near the end of the first session, and some cultivators on the same floor managed to take pictures of some nice jewelry.

The six of us sat around the table, enjoying the snacks and fruits while sipping tea, waiting for the first auction to end and the crowd downstairs to disperse.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Ye Dongjun stood up, slowly walked to the door, and opened it. Standing outside was the staff member who had led us downstairs earlier.

"Greetings, guests! I have a message to convey to you."

The staff member smiled and said, "The customer next to you brought over three pieces of jewelry and three pairs of cufflinks as an apology for the conflict that occurred during your bidding."

Ye Dongjun glanced at the contents of the plate in the staff member's hand, chuckled, and looked at Han Heng and Sikong Feng, "Big brother, second brother, it seems the people over here have recognized us."

Han Heng's lips curled slightly. "In that case, accept it."

Sikong Feng nodded. "They must have found out we were all there, so they gave each of us a copy and left us alone."

The staff member handed the tray to Ye Dongjun, saying, "Please tell them for me: they are all cultivators, and material possessions are not as important as profound strength. Also, please thank them for me." Ye Dongjun said with a smile.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll head down now." The staff member turned and left.

Ye Dongjun returned to his seat with the tray and showed everyone the jewelry and cufflinks.

"Hey, these jewels and cuffs look like they were designed by Wang Shiyu. Could the person next to her be from the Wang clan?" Yan Luo and Qin Yimeng exclaimed.

"It's really well designed." I picked up a cufflink and examined it carefully.

These jewels shone with dazzling light, were exquisitely crafted, and were clearly very valuable.

Han Heng frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "It seems that the other party is trying to curry favor. Otherwise, if it was Wang Shiyu's design, as Luo Luo said, the Wang family should not be short of money. They wouldn't give it to us so easily."

He stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Sikong Feng nodded in agreement with Han Heng's point of view, and then said, "In any case, I have already arranged for people to check the information around here, just in case."

His tone was firm and decisive, demonstrating a keen insight into the situation and a cautious attitude.

We've decided to store these jewels away for now and deal with them at a more opportune time.

After all, there might be something hidden behind the people around us giving us these jewels, so we can't act rashly.

By this time, the first auction had ended a little while ago, and most of the people downstairs had left.

The venue became empty, with only staff members busy preparing for the next auction.

Just then, a clear bell rang, announcing that the second auction was about to begin.

It was the same person who had hosted the auction. He walked to the center of the stage, a confident smile on his face, and gestured to the audience.

We all took our seats, looking forward to the exciting auction items to be displayed.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and everyone was eager to see what precious items would appear at the auction.