The long-awaited final lot of the auction was finally presented, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly exploded.
"Eight hundred gold."
"One thousand gold."
"One thousand one hundred gold!"
Mi Lan looked in astonishment at the soaring price, having to admit it was terrifying. He wondered if he should take apart the Fertilizer Scripture or a few of the Old Ancestor's handwritten copies and sell them for money—mostly because it was just too lucrative!
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