Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 666 The First Day Of Auction Hall

666 The First Day Of Auction Hall

"Our first item tonight is the Azure Dragon's Scale Armor," Chen Xianzi announced, her voice dripping with excitement. "Forged from the scales of an ancient Azure Dragon, this armor not only provides unparalleled defense but also enhances the wearer's agility and strength. A true masterpiece for any warrior."

She gestured, and an assistant brought forth the armor, its surface shimmering with a mystical light. The crowd murmured in awe, eyes wide with desire.

"Shall we start the bidding at fifty thousand Divine Spirit Coins?" Chen Xianzi's smile was infectious, and as she looked around, hands shot up almost immediately.

"Sixty thousand!" called out a burly man from the Thunderclap Sect, his voice booming with confidence.

"Seventy thousand!" countered a representative from the Heavenly Sword Sect, not to be outdone.

The bidding war escalated quickly, voices overlapping in their eagerness to claim the prized armor. Huang Zhi, seated in his chamber, watched intently. His eyes glinted with determination as he raised his hand.

"One hundred thousand Divine Spirit Coins!" Huang Zhi's voice cut through the noise, drawing gasps from the audience.

Chen Xianzi's eyes twinkled with delight as she acknowledged his bid. "We have a bid of one hundred thousand! Do I hear one hundred and ten thousand?"

The room buzzed with tension, but no one else dared to compete at such a high price. Huang Zhi smirked, feeling a surge of triumph as the hammer fell, declaring the Azure Dragon's Scale Armor his.

As the auction continued, each item presented was more magnificent than the last. Rare artifacts, ancient weapons, and mystical treasures were paraded before the crowd, each accompanied by Chen Xianzi's seductive descriptions that seemed to heighten their allure.

Huang Zhi remained a prominent figure in the bidding wars, his wealth and determination driving him to acquire numerous treasures. He relished the challenge, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he outbid his rivals time and again.

Earlier, before the auction had begun, Wang Jian had a private meeting with Huang Zhi. The air had been thick with tension, and their conversation was laced with subtle barbs.

"Huang Zhi, it's a pleasure to see you again," Wang Jian greeted him with a cordial smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"The pleasure is mine, Wang Jian," Huang Zhi replied, his tone polite but wary.

"I've arranged separate chambers for you and Lady Mo Yin," Wang Jian explained smoothly. "Given her status as a representative of the Devil Race, it seemed appropriate to provide accommodations befitting her and her entourage."

As the night wore on, their passions reached a fevered pitch. Wang Jian's body trembled with the intensity of his release, his eyes meeting Mo Yin's as he shuddered in her embrace. She held him close, her own body quaking with the force of her climax.

They lay together in a tangle of limbs, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Wang Jian's hand stroked Mo Yin's hair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"You are a wonder, Mo Yin," he murmured, his voice heavy with contentment.

She smiled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "And you, Wang Jian, are a master of pleasure. Tonight was truly unforgettable."

As the auction hall buzzed with the excitement of bidding wars and the clamor of cultivators vying for treasures, Huang Zhi remained unaware of the events unfolding in Wang Jian's private chamber. His focus was solely on the auction, his mind racing with plans and strategies to secure the best items for himself and the Devil Race.

09:13

As the auction hall buzzed with the excitement of bidding wars and the clamor of cultivators vying for treasures, Huang Zhi remained unaware of the events unfolding in Wang Jian's private chamber. His focus was solely on the auction, his mind racing with plans and strategies to secure the best items for himself and the Devil Race.

Chen Xianzi's voice continued to enchant the crowd, her descriptions of each item vivid and enticing. The bidding wars grew more intense, with Divine Spirit Coins and even rare Divine Ore Crystals being offered in abundance.

As the auction hall buzzed with anticipation, Chen Xianzi's melodic voice filled the air, capturing the attention of every cultivator present. Her beauty and grace added a layer of enchantment to the event, making each item seem even more desirable.

"Our next item," she announced with a flourish, "is the Celestial Phoenix Feather Fan, a masterpiece crafted by the revered Ancestor of the Ancient Phoenix Clan."

An assistant brought forth the fan, which shimmered with an ethereal glow. The fan was made from the feathers of a celestial phoenix, each feather pulsating with a vibrant, fiery aura. The fan's frame was intricately carved from a rare, celestial wood, adorned with ancient runes that glowed faintly.

"This fan," Chen Xianzi continued, her voice rich with reverence, "is not only a symbol of the Ancestor's unparalleled craftsmanship but also a treasure imbued with wondrous abilities. It can summon a phoenix's flame, a divine fire capable of incinerating even the toughest of defenses. The fan also grants its wielder enhanced speed and agility, allowing them to move like a phoenix in flight."

The crowd murmured in awe as they absorbed the fan's capabilities. The allure of such a powerful artifact set the stage for a fierce bidding war.

"We shall start the bidding at one hundred thousand Divine Spirit Coins," Chen Xianzi declared, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!" a voice called out from the back, belonging to a representative from the Heavenly Sword Sect.