Ruyue carried a faint, pure smile.
Lu Xuanji cursed inwardly, "Shameless."
What good ending? To become a furnace, if luck is bad, they'll be drained once and perish; if worse, they become slave girls to some cultivators.
Golden Core Cultivators, no matter where they are, hold high status and authority, and are esteemed.
But here, they are reduced to furnaces, merchandise to be auctioned, their dignity trampled beneath feet, at anyone's mercy.
It could be said to be a fate worse than death.
If one encounters strangers, that's not too bad; but if one meets acquaintances, it's truly mortifying.
"This girl is truly a Fairy descended, twelve hundred Spirit Stones." In a private room on the second floor, a man's bid rang out.
No sooner had the man made his bid than someone else placed a bid, with the price continually rising.
Soon, it reached one thousand Spirit Stones.
The bidder was a black-clad man on the third floor.
