The moment the spirit brush was brought out, Kent shifted in his seat.
He didn't know if this was merely a coincidence or fate doing its thing. He really didn't care. What he wanted was the spirit brush disguised as a knife, now up for bidding.
"Our next item is an Immortal Grade Spirit Brush found in a ruin 30,000 years ago. It was rumoured to have belonged to a legendary spirit painter several million years ago.
Bidding starts at 300 million spirit stones."
"400 million"
"500 million"
"600 million"
Bids started to fly in. Kent held back, of course, and began observing the dozens of people who seemed to be interested in the brush. They had already started to fight over it.
'While it is not one of the Celestial Spirit Brushes, if I were to get my hands on it, I would be able to do calligraphy too, instead of merely painting,' Kent said inwardly, watching as one bid after another was called.
In no time, the price entered the billions, and it kept climbing.
