CHAPTER 1359: CHAPTER 1358: I’LL BID ONE YUAN

"Damn it, a wasted trip."

Tang Ming felt frustrated. If the Sun and Moon Group’s auction had no connection to the Heavenly Cloud Palace, he and Bai Feifei would have come for nothing.

The one-star martial artist girl on the stage finished her presentation and retreated to the side. Han Mo appeared in everyone’s sight again, smiling as he introduced, "You’ve all seen clearly, this is the charm of a one-star martial artist. What we are auctioning today includes beauties ranging from one-star martial artists to four-star martial masters, with the starting price at just one yuan."

"First, we’ll auction this recently showcased one-star martial artist. Her name is Fang Yan, and the auction begins now."

Han Mo pointed at Fang Yan, reminding with a smile, "Of course, her current name is just a code. After purchasing her, you can give her a name you fancy."

Fang Yan stood in place, maintaining a blank expression. Despite being sold like a commodity, she didn’t seem angry.

"Ten thousand."

"Fifty thousand."

"One hundred thousand."

...

The starting price was one yuan, but everyone present was wealthy. No one would bid just one yuan; it would be humiliating.

Although Fang Yan was just a one-star martial artist, she was young and not unattractive. Bringing her home as a bodyguard or having her as a companion would undoubtedly be enjoyable, so many people began to bid. After all, they were rich.

In no time, the price soared to one and a half million.

Watching guests bid one after another, Han Mo was overjoyed.

The Sun and Moon Group had astutely gauged the attitudes of these wealthy people, intentionally setting a low starting price of one yuan.

Such auctions don’t care about the starting price; the key is the number of competitors. Moreover, female martial artists are scarce in urban settings, with high demand. Even with a starting price of one yuan, it can be auctioned off at an astronomical price.

The main thing is that there are people from the Sun and Moon Group acting as shills, making sure the price doesn’t stay too low, as they purposely raise it.

Soon, a pot-bellied tycoon bid two and a half million and bought Fang Yan.

A one-star martial artist is only slightly stronger than an average person, yet fetched two and a half million, which is already a good price. The Sun and Moon Group were very satisfied with this auction and were looking forward to subsequent auctions.

With one-star martial artists selling for this much, those beautiful and powerful future female martial artists would surely fetch astronomical prices.

With the first auction concluded, Tang Ming hadn’t taken any action since Fang Yan wasn’t a disciple of the Heavenly Cloud Palace, and he had no interest.

"Congratulations to guest number 53 on successfully purchasing Fang Yan. We continue with the next auction."

Han Mo squinted, shouting loudly, "Everyone, please look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wall of light descended onto the stage, illuminating over a dozen girls with fearful expressions and decent appearances.

These girls seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, huddled together, panic-stricken as they glanced around, while several burly men with weapons guarded them.

"Junior Sister."

Bai Feifei abruptly sat upright.

"Are they from the Heavenly Cloud Palace?"

Tang Ming squinted his eyes.

"Yes, they are all one-star martial artists from the Heavenly Cloud Palace."

Clenching his fists, Bai Feifei gritted his teeth and said, "They really were captured, sob, sob."

"Damn it, finally it’s not a wasted trip."

Tang Ming cursed, his face turning cold.

"What’s going on? Why are there so many people?"

"These girls are pretty nice, are they martial artists?"

...

The audience became excited, making inquiries one after another.

"Quiet!"

Han Mo smiled faintly, raising his hand to call for silence. "These are the next batch of beautiful women to be auctioned, all one-star martial artists with pleasant appearances. However, because they are not being auctioned voluntarily, our company has given them special control substances."

Han Mo raised a blue crystal bottle in his hand, "This is the antidote they must take regularly. After the auction, our company will hand over the antidote to you and periodically provide the antidote."

If you keep this antidote well, even the most chaste and strong-willed girls will have to obediently obey if they want to survive."

"With so many people auctioned off at once, is the starting price still one yuan?"

Someone immediately asked uncertainly.

"Of course, our company has already stated that all items auctioned today have a starting price of one yuan, and the price won’t be raised without reason."

Han Mo responded confidently.

"Hurry up and start, with so many one-star martial artist beauties, I can form a female guard team."

"Haha, bodyguards during the day; intimate companions at night. Just imagining it is exciting."

"Mainly, they’re young, and there’s a lot of room for training when you bring them home."

...

A group of wealthy men laughed perversely; one-star martial artist strength is moderate, bringing them home has many uses.

"Alright, the auction officially begins now."

Han Mo smiled, glanced at several locations in the room, and loudly announced.

"I bid one yuan; I’ll take all these people—no one should compete with me."

Before any shills from the Sun and Moon Group could speak, Tang Ming stood up first and declared overbearingly.

"You think you are? You dare to want all these women to yourself."

Someone not far from Tang Ming, a middle-aged man, cursed disdainfully and raised his hand just before saying, "I like undeveloped young girls. I’ll take them. I bid one... Ah!"

The middle-aged man suddenly clutched his stomach, screaming miserably midway through speaking.

The crowd poised to bid, seeing the man’s state, became suspicious.

"Who else will bid?"

Tang Ming glanced at everyone oppressively.

The crowd was unsure what was happening, but no one dared to bid lightly. It was too strange.

"Host, no one is competing now, am I buying these women for one yuan?"

Tang Ming looked at the host on the stage with amusement.

"This..."

Han Mo twitched his mouth; selling them for one yuan would be a huge loss.

"Everyone, is there anyone else who wants to bid."

Han Mo swallowed, urgently scanning the audience for the shills.

"I bid two..."

Someone arranged by the Sun and Moon Group got the message, slowly raised their card.

"Dare to compete with me? You’re tired of living."

Tang Ming snorted coldly, glaring menacingly at the young man trying to raise the card.

"It’s nonsense. This is an auction; the highest bidder wins. If you have money, compete with me." The young man glanced disdainfully at Tang Ming, raised his card, and loudly said, "I bid two..."

The young man raised his hand, but before he could finish, he suddenly collapsed and passed out.

"Hiiss!"

Everyone gasped, wondering what on earth was happening.

"Who else wants to bid?"

Tang Ming coldly scanned the room.