The Crown Prince was provoked. He looked at Ye Xiao's room and said, "Good... You are good."
Saying that, he once again closed the window of his room and didn't raise the bid again.
"60 Million Blood Stones, going once!"
"60 Million Blood Stones, going twice!"
"60 Million Blood Stones, going thrice!"
After three bids, the auctioneer shouted, "Congratulations to the distinguished guests in room number 11 on the third floor for winning the treasure, an ancient blade!"
The auctioneer sent the blade to Ye Xiao's room. An attendant brought it and quickly said, "This blade is very strange. There seems to be some sort of special restriction on it. Only brute force can move it. Using demonic energy can't move it at all."
Ye Xiao nodded his head, extended his hand out towards the ancient blade on the stage.
"Weng!"
