Gu Sheng watched all of this without placing a bid. He was no saint brimming with compassion. Although he found the young boy a bit pitiable, spending nearly two hundred taels to bid on him was out of the question.
The surrounding atmosphere was fiery and animated.
Although most people refrained from bidding, many showed keen interest in their eyes.
This was a common tactic of the auction.
The more primitive the item, the easier it was to arouse desires, gradually stripping people of rationality, thereby leading to higher bids during the auction.
"Tsk, always the same old tricks. Can’t this black market auction come up with something new?"
Some muttered scornfully under their breath, clearly having attended before and well aware of the black market auction’s usual ploys.
Lu Luo still smiled gracefully, like a gentle spring breeze.
Following the auction of the first item, they wasted no time in bringing out the second—a long spear!
"Cold Steel Spear, crafted with a cold steel tip—piercing armor and throats is effortless!"
"Starting bid, fifty taels!"
Gu Sheng’s gaze held an air of melancholy. A fine weapon like this was valued less than that handsome boy earlier. At least to him, nothing was more important than enhancing one’s strength.
The auction continued without pause.
The woman named Lu Luo proved herself an expert in this field, often stirring up the crowd’s enthusiasm with just a few words. Many goods ended up selling for prices beyond their actual worth.
Her flirtatious glances left many lustful men itching with desire. Were it not for the terrifying powers backing the auction, countless folks might’ve already tried making crude remarks.
Every three to five items, a premium offering appeared, reigniting the crowd’s excitement.
Gu Sheng had not placed a single bid.
He remembered his purpose here and was not swayed by the dazzling array of auction items.
Yet he was greatly enlightened.
Handsome men and beautiful women, premium weapons, spirit pills, martial arts manuals... the value of the auction items steadily climbed.
Gu Sheng took a closer look at the guests around him. Many hadn’t bid either, perhaps just here to broaden their horizons. But among those who had placed bids, several stood out in Gu Sheng’s memory.
The man in the bull-faced mask who bought the handsome boy earlier had bid multiple times, always calm and unflinching. His wealth dominated others, and several imposing figures accompanied him, accentuating his aura of authority.
Another figure was a woman in a white dress wearing a rabbit-faced mask. Her soft voice had bid once on the first auction item but later withdrew. Yet, she later threw down seven hundred taels to secure a Blood Strengthening Pill.
Besides them, several others left an impression on Gu Sheng—likely all masters starting at the Blood Refining Realm.
As these thoughts swirled in his mind,
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