The host opened the case.
Inside the case was a transparent cover. Under the cover sat a single ginseng root, not very large—about the size of a human palm.
Everyone at the auction turned their eyes toward it.
As their gazes landed inside the case, quite a few people were stunned on the spot.
“This thing is supposed to be a divine medicine? Damn, are they messing with me just because I forgot to take my meds tonight?” A chubby guy in the front row couldn’t help but frown.
“Doesn’t it just look like an ordinary ginseng? And judging by its size, it probably isn’t even a hundred years old, right?” Someone else looked confused.
At this moment, the host continued, “Don’t be hasty, everyone. Please keep watching.”
After speaking, the host picked up a blue flashlight from the side, switched it on, and shone the beam directly at the ginseng inside the case.
The ginseng that had been lying there quietly suddenly seemed to be provoked—it shot upright all at once.
"It moved!"
"No way, am I seeing things?"
"What the heck is going on with that thing?"
A lot of people jumped to their feet at the sight.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Not only did the ginseng inside the glass case not stop, it actually walked around twice, then started ramming its body against the glass cover over and over.
“This divine medicine was found in the deepest layer of a triple-coffin, double-casket burial. It’s at least a thousand years old! Whenever it’s stimulated, it instantly bursts with vitality!”
“This is the final item of tonight’s auction—the Life-Giving Divine Medicine! With its effects, it could probably bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones!”
The host’s voice grew louder and more excited, finally shouting, “Now, let the auction begin! Starting bid: five million!”
"Five million!"
"Six million!"
"I bid eight million!"
...
The price kept climbing higher and higher.
Most of the people who came to this auction were waiting for this final divine medicine.
Now that the divine medicine had appeared, a frenzy broke out as everyone scrambled for it.
"Divine medicine!"
Summer Mu couldn’t help but get up from his seat, staring at the divine medicine, his face full of excitement.
At this moment, a sharp glint flashed in Evan Lin’s eyes. His gaze fell on the divine medicine, and he was secretly shocked.
"That divine medicine has already begun to awaken spiritual intelligence, and its body is full of spiritual qi. I never thought such a thing could be nurtured on Earth."
"Judging by its grade, it’s only a ninth-grade spiritual herb, but even so, it’s extraordinary."
On the Immortal Martial Continent, herbs are ranked in nine grades, from first to ninth, with the power decreasing with each grade.
Starting from ninth-grade spiritual herbs, they can begin to awaken intelligence—also known as becoming a spirit.
Even the lowest ninth-grade spiritual herb can, given enough time and fortune, comprehend the Dao and reach profound realms.
The legendary Medicine Spirit Immortal Lord was said to have started as a ninth-grade spiritual herb. Because it grew in a blessed land, absorbed the essence of sun and moon, and was lucky enough to witness the Celestial Blue Light and hear ancient sages discuss the Dao, its spiritual qi surged and it set foot on the path to immortality, eventually transforming into the Medicine Spirit Immortal Lord and stirring up great waves on the Immortal Martial Continent.
"It’s just a pity that Earth’s spiritual qi is far too depleted. For this herb to awaken even a trace of intelligence is already its absolute limit—going any further is almost impossible." Evan Lin shook his head slightly, somewhat regretful.
"Fifteen million!"
Summer Mu stood up. He needed this divine medicine—if he could get it, maybe his father’s illness could be cured, and the Summer Family might not fall.
"Thirty million."
This time, the bid came from the middle-aged man in Warren Wu’s room.
He stared at the divine medicine, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
"This divine medicine could extend your life. More than that—it might even help you fully assimilate the power of the gu worm inside you!" Warren Wu glanced at the middle-aged man, his eyes burning with excitement.
Even in Medicine King Valley, a divine medicine like this is incredibly rare.
The reason Warren Wu came was because this man was not someone to mess with. After all, the name Damon Wang carries real weight in River City.
"Thirty-five million!"
After consulting an elder, Summer Jay called out his bid.
"Thirty-five million!"
Everyone on the first and second floors turned pale at that price, looking discouraged.
At this level of bidding, it was no longer their game.
"I’ve really seen it all tonight. Who would’ve thought something like this divine medicine actually exists in the world?" Julia Du sighed softly—she’d come mostly for the spectacle.
"Forty million!"
Summer Mu clenched his fists—he didn’t have much money left.
Ever since his father fell ill, the Summer Family’s businesses had been seized by the parents of Summer Jay and Summer Jade. The funds Summer Mu could access were extremely limited.
"Forty-five million."
Damon Wang raised the bid again, glancing in Evan Lin’s direction.
At that moment, Evan Lin turned his head too, met Damon Wang’s gaze, and nodded slightly in greeting.
"Fifty million!"
Summer Jay announced the price, frowning slightly—fifty million was already steep.
"Sixty million!"
Summer Mu gritted his teeth as he called out the price. After his bid, Summer Jay frowned again.
Beside Summer Jay, the elder shot a sinister look in Summer Mu’s direction, his eyes glinting. His voice was hoarse: "Is he Summer Tianpin’s son?"
"Yes, he’s my uncle’s son," Summer Jay nodded.
"Good. Then stop bidding. If he wins the auction, it’ll end up mine anyway," the elder said slowly. "At worst, I’ll kill both him and his father."
Hearing this, Summer Jay’s face lit up and he quickly fell silent.
"One hundred million."
On the other side, Damon Wang calmly uttered two words.
"A hundred million! Damn, who is this guy? So fierce!"
"A single divine medicine going for a hundred million! If this gets out, it’ll scare off a lot of people!"
Many people instantly turned their gaze toward Damon Wang.
"That guy looks unfamiliar—is he some rich outsider?" someone asked, puzzled.
"Are you stupid? That’s Damon Wang! His businesses have always been in Brightsea, but rumor has it he’s ready to move to River City at any time!" someone recognized Damon Wang and turned pale.
"Damon Wang!" That person was startled, as if remembering something.
Summer Mu’s face turned pale. He gritted his teeth, "One hundred and ten million!"
That was already his absolute limit.
Even if he tried to sell the White Dragon Mountain Resort now, it would be too late.
"One hundred and fifty million."
Damon Wang’s words seemed to drain all the strength from Summer Mu. He slumped into his chair, utterly defeated.
But Evan Lin’s gaze wasn’t on Damon Wang—instead, he looked toward a certain corner of the room.
There seemed to be a fluctuation of spiritual qi coming from that room.
Evan Lin’s eyes remained calm, deep in thought.