The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

There was a knock on the door of the private room. It was the same caretaker who had brought them there, this time to verify their funds.

Xiantang placed a round box on the grandstand table, opened the lid, and said to Shen Yao, "Honored guest, you only need to put 300,000 Ten-Coins or items worth 300,000 Ten-Coins into the box to complete the verification."

"Don't worry, after the funds are verified, the bidding box will be placed here. If you win the bid for the top performance, the theater will refund any overpayment or charge any underpayment. If you don't win, the box will open automatically, and you can take your 10 coins or items back."

Three hundred thousand Ten-Coins equals thirty Ten-Cash. Shen Yao put thirty of them in, and the box emitted a soft green light. The lid closed automatically, revealing a raised trumpet pattern on the lid. Below the pattern was her name, which was the signature she had made on the green tag.

"Congratulations on completing the verification process." Xiantang pointed to the small loudspeaker and said, "When you want to bid, just press the loudspeaker and say your price. At that time, a golden loudspeaker in the air will announce the price for you."

That's great, at least I don't have to shout or use a megaphone anymore.

Shen Yao casually handed Xian Tang a handful of Ten Coins and asked, "Why is the verification standard 300,000 Ten Coins?"

Xiantang respectfully replied, "Replying to the honored guest, because in the last dance competition, the champion performed three dances, and the final auction price was 300,000 coins."

Shen Yao became interested: "If I win a bid for one million 1000 coins, will your verification standard for next year become one million?"

"You flatter me, esteemed guest," Xian Tang chuckled. "If there is an unusually high price, it will not be used as a criterion for evaluation next year."

In other words, a price of 300,000 RMB or less is considered the normal price for three dances.

Shen Yao: "Alright, I understand. You can go now."

Half an hour passed quickly. Many spectators in the regular seats in the courtyard had already left, and those who remained did not have bidding boxes on the small tables in front of their chairs.

You can see it from the second floor; there are bidding boxes on some of the tables in the stands, but not many.

She couldn't see from the third floor, nor did she use her spiritual sense to look. It would be very impolite to use one's spiritual sense to look around randomly when not in a state of combat readiness.

The master of ceremonies led Tu Jiaojiao back to the stage, where she performed a warm-up dance, which drew another round of cheers.

After the dance ended, Tu Jiaojiao sat on a soft chair on the left side of the stage, leaning back lazily, waiting for the master of ceremonies to begin the performance.

The master of ceremonies flew above the stage, performed elegant rituals in all directions, and announced the start of the auction: "The auction for the 123rd Dragon Abyss City Champion Solo Dance now begins!"

"Huahao Pavilion, 70,000 Quan coins!"

The golden trumpet in the air announced the price for the repairs at Huahaoge.

"Jingya Pavilion, 80,000 coins."

"Mingyue Pavilion, 85,000 coins."

……

The price increases weren't very high, usually in increments of five or ten thousand. Shen Yao was too lazy to wait for them to call out their bids, so she directly announced through the loudspeaker: "Three hundred thousand ten thousand coins."

"Linglong Pavilion, 120,000 full coins." The loudspeaker in the air announced the previous prices in order, and then announced Shen Yao's price: "Ruyi Pavilion, 300,000 full coins."

The Master of Ceremonies looked embarrassed and hesitated before asking, "Ruyi Pavilion, is there a price higher than 300,000 ten thousand coins?"

The male cultivator from Linglong Pavilion who made the bid looked displeased. His companion leaned over the railing, glanced at Ruyi Pavilion, and turned back to say, "Brother Xuan, it's a man and a woman on the second floor of Qingyi Pavilion. I've never seen them before."

On the luxurious soft seat, a beautiful female cultivator took a sip of tea, put down her teacup, and said, "Perhaps she is a busybody from out of town who doesn't know the rules of bidding."

The auction for the dance performance by the champion is just for publicity and creating an atmosphere. Every year it's the same few people they know. They book all the private rooms on the third floor in advance and bid for it for fun. You bid once, I bid once. As for the dance performance, everyone just watches it.

This year it was Long Xuan's turn to film. He had long admired Tu Jiaojiao. Everyone had agreed that they wouldn't watch the dance performance this year, in order to create an opportunity for Long Xuan to spend time alone with Tu Jiaojiao. Unexpectedly, he encountered a clueless young man.

After Shen Yao quoted her price, no other customers raised their prices, and the master of ceremonies also hesitated to set a price. Just as they were wondering about this, there was another knock on the door of the private room.

This time, the door was knocked on loudly, not with the polite knocking that was common in Xiantang.

Feng Yu opened the door, and a male cultivator dressed in a blue-black outfit stood outside. The cultivator's attitude was slightly arrogant: "May I ask who was bidding just now?"

Shen Yao: "It's me, what's wrong?"

The male cultivator glanced at her and said coldly, "Miss, you're new here and don't know the rules of bidding. If you don't want to get into trouble, you should stop here."

After saying that, he left without waiting for a reply.

Shen Yao: "He's so unreasonable!"

Feng Yu closed the door and walked to her side: "Perhaps your offer provoked someone."

Shen Yao: "Does your Feng family auction house have a rule that if someone doesn't want to raise the bid, other guest cultivators shouldn't raise their bids either?"

Feng Yu: "No, the highest bidder wins."

Shen Yao pouted: "He also said I would get into trouble. He's crazy. He threatens me when he can't beat me."

Feng Yu thought for a moment and asked her, "Do you still want to film?"

Shen Yao nodded: "Of course I want to, I just want to rub a fox's tail."

Feng Yu: "If you want to take pictures, then take them, my wife."

He'll handle any trouble he gets into; as long as Yanzhou is happy on New Year's Day.

At this moment, a voice came from the golden megaphone in the air: "Linglong Pavilion, 310,000 Ten Thousand Coins."

"Damn!" Shen Yao realized, "I know who threatened me, Linglong Pavilion. They raised the price right after threatening me."

“I hate being threatened.” She pressed the speaker on the box: “Five hundred thousand ten thousand coins.”

The golden megaphone in the air followed the price quote: "Ruyi Pavilion, 500,000 ten-thousand-coins."

The customers in the private rooms on the third floor were all stunned. This hothead really dared to do that.

The Master of Ceremonies, who had just recovered, looked embarrassed again: "Ruyi Pavilion, 500,000 ten-thousand coins, any higher bids?"

Shen Yao pressed the small horn several times, and the golden horn in the air quoted prices one after another: "Ruyi Pavilion, 600,000 ten-thousand-coins."

"Ruyi Pavilion, 700,000 ten-thousand-coins."

"Ruyi Pavilion, 800,000 ten-thousand-coins."

"Ruyixuan, one million ten-fold coins."

Tu Jiaojiao's expression changed slightly, but she quickly recovered and showed her standard smile.

A collective gasp filled the hall. Long Xuan's face was ashen, like drops of black ink. He crushed a teacup in his right hand and ordered his subordinates who had just been to Ruyi Pavilion: "Investigate! Where did this bastard come from? Bring her here!"

The beautiful female cultivator advised, "Fourth brother, don't be angry. The other party is a female cultivator, probably some spoiled girl from out of town who got angry with you."

The Master of Ceremonies delayed for a while, but could not hold out any longer, and timidly asked, "Ruyi Pavilion, one million ten-thousand coins, is there a higher price than one million ten-thousand coins?"

Shen Yao leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, and said to Feng Yu, "It's only a hundred dollars, and there's no more bidding. Husband, this auction can't compare to your Feng family's treasure appraisal event."

Feng Yu chuckled: "We'll only film three dances here. The Feng family's treasure appraisal event will film the treasures, which is different."

Shen Yao dropped her nonchalant attitude, sat up straight, and asked him, "Yunhe, do you miss home? After being away for so many years, do you want to go back to Qiwu City?"

"I think about it occasionally," Feng Yu answered truthfully. "But wherever you are, that's my home."

Shen Yao was moved again. How could her husband be so good at coaxing her? She said sincerely, "Yunhe, it's the same for me. Wherever you are, that's my home."

The couple smiled at each other, their love overflowing, a bond that would last a lifetime.