Even the auctioneers themselves couldn't tell. Zhang Daochen was already of advanced age and had lived in seclusion deep in the mountains for decades; even if the world wanted to verify his authenticity, there was simply no way to do so.
"The starting bid for this pill refined by Zhang Daochen is five million!" the auctioneer announced.
Five million! Chen Bufan's gaze narrowed.
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