***
The next day.
Morning arrived, and a loud announcement echoed from the top of the auction tower, informing everyone that the auction would soon begin.
Cultivators from all corners of the city arrived, flying on their swords toward the tower. Some walked straight in after presenting their participant tokens, while others had to register first.
The flow of qi entering his body stopped as Gu Qinghe slowly opened his eyes. He stood up and walked forward, sliding open the door of his room.
The two clan elders watched as Gu Qinghe stepped outside. They immediately followed, standing right behind him.
His eyes fixed downward as he narrowed them, watching cultivators enter the main hall one by one and take their seats.
"My goal is only to obtain that pill. If you wish to bid on other items, I won't stop you," Gu Qinghe said.
"Understood, Young Master Gu."
