This thought only flashed through a few minds before, soon, many others joined in the scramble.
Good things were prized everywhere. Even the representatives from the first-rank sects threw themselves into the fray.
It was clear that these strong individuals themselves might not necessarily covet the item, but which first-rank sect didn't have disciples? Nieces and nephews, juniors and descendants?
In an instant, everyone surged forward, desperate to seize the advantage and claim this fine treasure.
The titans of the great sects possessed astonishing wealth. It gave Jiang Chen a firsthand look at the power of true tycoons. The starting price of 60 million was almost instantly bid up to 100 million.
He hardly needed to fan the flames at all; the price soared upward in a straight line.
In the end, it was the wealthy and powerful Shangguan Yanqing who snatched the magical palm gauntlet for 120 million.
"Congratulations, Friend Shangguan. This palm gauntlet shall bear the Shangguan name from now on!" The auction of this first treasure took no more than a quarter of an hour from start to finish. The speed was breathtaking, the frenzy was intense, and Jiang Chen barely had to stir the atmosphere.
"All right, the second item up for bid is an Antidote Sachet. This Antidote Sachet appears to be an ancient relic, truly ancient. Aside from a few exceptionally rare poisons, this sachet can ward off a hundred different toxins. It's truly an essential item for home and travel! Starting price: 80 million Holy Ling Shi!"
Another fine treasure!
Undoubtedly, the value of this Antidote Sachet surpassed the magical palm gauntlet. The gauntlet was good, but its function was rather singular.
This sachet, however, could ward off nearly a hundred poisons, which was quite extraordinary. One had to remember, in this martial world, poison masters were plentiful, and many dangerous places naturally harbored poisonous gases, miasmas, and fumes. Having this sachet in hand would save countless troubles.
"I bid 100 million."
"110 million."
"120 million."
The price skyrocketed almost frantically. The power of these tycoons was plain to see.
Watching this madness unfold, Jiang Chen held his auctioneer's gavel, but it was completely useless. Hosting this kind of auction was far too easy. There was absolutely no need for him to stir them up; these tycoons bid without even blinking. Such formidable financial power left even Jiang Chen stunned.
"This mere Antidote Sachet can cause such a frenzy? If I used a bit of Golden Cicada Bloodline and crafted a few Antidote Sachets myself, the effect would surely be far superior. Wouldn't I be able to make a fortune in no time?"
The thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind, but the Golden Cicada Bloodline was extremely precious, and he wasn't about to waste it so recklessly.
He had countless ways to make money now and didn't need to rack his brains over this.
However, if he could produce a batch of these and give them to his subordinates, they would be excellent defensive treasures.
A plan began to take shape in Jiang Chen's mind.
The Antidote Sachet ultimately reached a staggering 180 million before being claimed by the Third Sect Master of the Moon God Sect. It was evident the Moon God Sect had a particular interest in this item.
Jiang Chen shook his head inwardly. First-rank sects were wealthy, yes, but spending 180 million Holy Ling Shi on a single sachet was definitely not worth it.
Of course, Jiang Chen would never voice such thoughts. The more frenzied this auction became, the greater the influence of his Dragon Tiger Summit. These tycoons had money to burn, so why should he feel sorry for their purses?
The third item, the fourth item...
One treasure after another was presented.
Almost every item sparked a bidding war. Each one sold for at least 120 million or more.
Such astonishing auction records left the rogue cultivators watching from the sidelines utterly shocked. In the world of rogue cultivators, who had ever witnessed such a high-end auction?
Typical auctions were held in very private settings. Aside from the participants, outsiders never got to see the auction floor.
But this time, Jiang Chen had done something different, setting up the auction block right between the stages so rogue cultivators from all directions could witness the proceedings.
Martial cultivators were all practitioners; even from a kilometer away, they could see everything clearly.
Watching such an extravagant auction, these rogue cultivators were each dumbfounded with astonishment.
The world of the rich was indeed a different world from theirs.
Some rogue cultivators marveled, some felt depressed, some were jealous, and some seethed with a profound sense of unfairness.
Even the rogue cultivator emperors present felt quite awkward. A total of twenty-three rogue cultivator emperors had come to the Dragon Tiger Summit this time.
Among them were heavyweight figures like Emperor Jingzhong.
Yet, after so many treasures had been auctioned, not a single one had ended up in their hands. In other words, these rogue cultivator emperors had not once outshone the sect titans in any of the bidding rounds.
It wasn't that these rogue emperors couldn't afford one or two hundred million; it was that their attitude toward spending such sums was far less carefree and uninhibited than that of the sect titans.
This situation left the rogue emperors feeling somewhat diminished in face.