"This meteorite starts at a floor price of thirty million, with each increment no less than two million!" Brian announced sternly, "The auction begins."

The first auction item unexpectedly turned out to be a meteorite, which even surprised Ling Feng.

Meteorites are fragments left behind from asteroids colliding with Earth, and they often contain forces and elements not of this world.

These elemental forces are greatly beneficial for cultivators in the underworld. Hence, a meteorite fragment containing cosmic energy is undeniably worth no less than thirty million.

However, the awkward part is that this meteorite fragment is already five years old. In other words, its owner has studied it for five years. Any cosmic energy it might have contained may have long been absorbed.

This makes the meteorite fragment somewhat like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

For a moment, the auction hall fell into silence. Many people were pondering the value of the meteorite, wondering if it was worth bidding on.

There was no trace of urgency on Brian's face. Instead, he wore a look of confidence.

"Excuse me, Lord Brian, does this meteorite still contain cosmic energy?" At this moment, a muffled voice came from one of the private booths. Clearly, the voice had been processed.

"I apologize," Brian answered indifferently. "That's something you'll naturally discover once you acquire the meteorite. All I can say is—anything is possible."

Brian's words offered no helpful information. It seemed like luck would play a significant role here.

With the soft chime of a bid submission, Brian smiled slightly. "A friend in Room Fourteen has bid thirty million. Are there any higher offers?"

No one expected a bid to come in so quickly. Still, any item listed in this auction must be of considerable value; otherwise, it wouldn't qualify for the sale.

"Won't anyone place another bid?" Brian said lightly. "If not, this meteorite will go to the guest in Room Fourteen."

At that moment, the guest in Room Ten pressed the button. "Thirty-five million," they said.

"Thirty-five million—does anybody have a higher bid?" Brian continued, "This meteorite may contain something that surprises you. If you miss out, you might regret it."

"Forty million!" Brian's pitch seemed to work, as another bidder from a different private booth entered the competition.

"What's going on, Ling Feng? Are you interested in this meteorite?" In the booth, Catherine noticed Ling Feng's intrigued expression and asked spontaneously.

Ling Feng nodded. "That's right. I have a feeling that there might be something fascinating inside this meteorite."

With a smirk, Catherine slapped the green button beside the table. "Fifty million!"

"The guest in Room Six has bid fifty million. Are there any higher offers?" Brian glanced at Room Six and said, "It's now fifty million. If no one else bids, the meteorite will go to the guest in Room Six."

Ling Feng gave Catherine a slightly surprised look. "Why did you place a bid? Don't we have limited liquid capital right now?"

Catherine grinned. "If you like it, that's good enough for me. Besides, after all the art treasures you've given up, what's spending a little for you?"

After Catherine announced her bid of fifty million, the atmosphere cooled noticeably. After all, the meteorite was five years old, and fifty million had already exceeded its maximum estimated value.

"Fifty million, going once!"

"Fifty million, going twice!"

"Fifty million, go—"

"Sixty million!" Suddenly, the bidder in Room Fourteen raised the stakes again, increasing the bid by a full ten million!

Catherine's face darkened. It was almost hers, but to her frustration, the Room Fourteen bidder entered the fray again.

"Seventy million!" Catherine pressed the button coldly.

Ling Feng chuckled wryly at the sight. It was clear now that Catherine had been provoked—and when an angry woman lashes out, the results can be terrifying.

"Seventy-five million!" The bidder from Room Fourteen raised their bid once more.

In every booth, murmurs spread among the guests. For a mere meteorite, even fifty million seemed high, let alone seventy-five million.

"One hundred million!" Catherine countered decisively. "I refuse to believe you'll keep going!"

Indeed, after the bid reached one hundred million, the Room Fourteen bidder seemed to be intimidated by Catherine's unwavering determination and backed off in the end.

With a final bang of the gavel, Brian declared that Catherine had secured the meteorite for one hundred million US dollars.

After Catherine swiped her card, the meteorite was promptly delivered to Room Six.

"Take a look at this meteorite, Ling Feng. What's so extraordinary about it?" Catherine asked with curiosity.

Ling Feng picked up the meteorite and sensed the power it contained. Moments later, he opened his eyes, a faint smile forming on his lips. "No wonder… No wonder they wanted to auction it off. So that's the reason!"

Through his examination, Ling Feng discovered a bean-sized crystal at the center of the meteorite. The crystal was imbued with an aura of death, though it remained sealed within the rock's surface layer.

But prolonged contact would still cause the aura to seep out, tainting the holder with death energy and shortening their lifespan.

"What is this thing? Why does it radiate such intense death energy?" Ling Feng's heart swirled with curiosity and astonishment.

Despite the steep price, Ling Feng was ultimately satisfied with the purchase.

The other auction items didn't catch Ling Feng's attention. Among them was even the latest missile design schematics from America. Truly, at this auction, there was nothing you couldn't imagine appearing for sale.

...

"The next auction item is expected to excite many collectors," Brian announced. "The upcoming items are authentic treasures from the French Louvre."

As Brian gestured, the auction platform began showcasing the treasures, one after another: *The Gypsy Girl*, *Madonna of the Rocks*…

As the Louvre's rare artifacts were revealed, exclamations filled the rooms.

Collectors, in particular, were utterly enthralled.

The attendees had already heard rumors that the French Louvre had been robbed. However, without concrete evidence, these rumors had never been confirmed. But as the treasures appeared before their eyes, their excitement became indescribable.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Under normal circumstances, they would never dream of obtaining these.

Only Hans, perhaps, was jumping around furiously in his booth at that moment.

"The first piece: *The Gypsy Girl*. Starting bid at fifty million, with each increment no less than five million," Brian announced lightly.

"Seventy million!"

"I bid eighty million…"

"One hundred million!"

The price of *The Gypsy Girl* quickly soared to one hundred million, with no sign of slowing down.

Numerous tycoons were present at the auction, and they were especially keen on such masterpieces.

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