My Twin Sugar Mommies and Two Systems are 100 Years Late!
Volume 2 – Chapter 3.
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Time is like the wind. It waits for no one–as long as it doesn't encounter anyone with the power to control it.
Two hours after the invites were sent out, a white light enveloped numerous people within the Yan Clan's territory for a few seconds before they disappeared.
Subsequently, they reappeared in the Prosperity Abode.
Initially, most of their faces wore expressions of panic and vigilance. But, soon, they all changed into astonishment. There was also greed in the mix.
"This place… where are we?"
"Such a luxurious place–could it be some powerhouse's tomb?"
"Sister Wu, please think a little more before you speak. How does this place look like a tomb to you?"
"Brother Bai, you dare to call me an idiot?"
"When did I say that you were an idiot?"
"Don't play dumb with me. Anyways, many people have strange tastes. Especially those with higher cultivation bases. I have seen records of stranger tombs."
"That… makes sense."
They made all kinds of guesses.
Yan Anle quietly watched all this from a VIP room with a smirk on his wrinkled face, System, you really went all out.
[Hey, we systems always give the best we have to offer,] said Myriad Worlds. [As long as the requisites and fees are met, of course.]
"You sound like a black-hearted capitalist."
Meanwhile, one of the people among the guests wondered aloud, "Third Brother, if I'm not mistaken, this should be the Prosperity Abode!"
It was the young lady who played chess with her brother earlier in the day to relieve her boredom.
The one called 'Third Brother' scanned his storage ring and the look in his eyes sharpened like a blade, "The invitation card is gone. It seems it was a single-use item." He looked around. "So, this is what they meant by we will see when the time comes? Extraordinary!"
It was not only them who realized this. Some others made the same guess.
"These table has my name on it?"
"This one has mine…"
Some sat while others approached people they were familiar with before coming there.
At some point, someone walked on stage. It was Pan Ting. A mask covered three-fourths of her face.
She was clad in a yellow Qipao with blue designs. The dress was no ordinary item but a Dao Robe.
It was the system who had coughed it up. Apparently, it was an 'Employee Benefit'.
"Welcome, everyone!" she began. "Welcome to the grand opening of the Prosperity Abode."
Her voice carried throughout the venue, not amplified by her Qi but the stage itself.
Basking all the attention, she remained unfazed–or, at least, it appeared so.
"You may call me Hua Yue." she continued. "I will be presiding over this auction."
As she spoke, fifteen people without cultivation bases filed into the ground floor.
Their figures were clad in identical yellow attire, accented with brown designs instead of blue. They spread out evenly and started handing out booklets.
Pan Ting advised, "Please take a look at the booklets for the instructions on how to participate in this auction."
The guests whispered among themselves as they perused the booklet.
"All of them are wearing Dao Robes! This aura—their grade must not be low!"
"Indeed. I feel like those at the Ninth Level of the Foundation Establishment Realm cannot shatter its defense!"
"This auction house keeps getting more and more mysterious by the moment."
"Eh, the auction rules are pretty standard. However, what is with this section about not having to report how much bidding capital we have before the auction begins?"
"Can they see what is in my storage ring?"
"That should not be… impossible. I mean, they had the power to pull us into this building from wherever we were via only an invitation card."
"This… Such means, it would not happen to be a Nascent Soul powerhouse behind this auction house, would it? Or, perhaps, a Four-Star Array Master? Hmm, maybe both?"
Those who heard the last person collectively sucked in a breath of cold air through their teeth.
Nascent Soul Powerhouse! Four-Star Array Master!
The former referred to a fourth realm cultivator that led clans while the latter referred to someone capable of creating and operating arrays that could contend with the former even if their cultivation base may be lower.
As for anyone that was both…
Truly a shocking speculation. But, they felt that his deduction made sense.
Pan Ting–going by the pseudonym of Hua Yue–spoke up after a few moments, "If you have any specific questions or requests afterwards, please ask any of the staff near you."
She clapped once,"Now, without further delay, let us begin."
On cue, two staff walked onto thee stage holding a tray with red cloth covering whatever was atop it.
They carefully dropped it on a table before lifting the veil to reveal a small wooden box.
Pan Ting reached out and opened the box, allowing a peculiar fragrance to waft through the air. There was also a nearly imperceptible phenomenon around the box.
"The first item on today's auction is a bottle of Two-Star Realm Breakthrough Pills of Perfect quality!"
There was a brief period of silence before the guests started to clamor.
"Realm Breakthrough pills? A whole bottle!?"
"That is what you are hung up on? I think I just heard her say they were Perfect-quality!"
"Perfect-quality Pills! This can be brought out and auctioned as well!?"
"Perfect quality pills means no pill poison whatsoever! Irrespective of grade, even those big forces will reserve them for the best of their prodigies!"
"Damn! I must have it! That bottle is mine!"
"Just because you say it is yours then it is? Ji Fan, your Ji Clan may be powerful but my Crimson View Sect is no push-over either!"
"Exactly! This is an auction house! Whoever has the deeper pockets wins!"
"There are four pills inside," Her smile widened slightly as she saw their reactions. She added with flair, "Bidding starts at a hundred low-grade Spirit Stones! Each increment must be at least ten low-grade Spirit Stones! Begin!"
The first person directly raised it to, "A hundred and forty low-grade Spirit Stones!"
"A hundred and sixty!"
Within moments the price climbed to "Two hundred and thirty!"
Only at this point did the bid's climb slow to a crawl.
It came to stop at "Two hundred and forty low-grade Spirit Stones; going once! Twice!"
Pan Ting brought down the gavel, "Sold!"
"The small heartache I felt when spending at the Bliss Sanctuary now feels so laughable." Yan Anle, still up in a VIP booth, could not help but smile foolishly. "Just by casually bringing out one of the items from the system I can earn so much!"
Subsequently, [Myriad Worlds] announced,[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully completed the Start-Up Mission [First Impressions Matter]!]
[You have a Completion Rating of 10 out of 10!]
[You have been rewarded with the First Chapter of the Body Cultivation Manual: [Essence Integration Body Tempering Art]!]
While the Prosperity Abode's mood soared to the heavens upon receiving the Body Cultivation Technique, the outside world was thrown into chaos.
The prodigies of various forces had suddenly vanished into thin air, some before their fellow clan members pr disciples.
Even their Elders and Mentors could not interfere with the teleportation. Worse yet, they could not find any trace of where they were teleported to.
"Elder Ming, there is no need to panic just yet. That lad's Soul Lamp is still lit."
The one called Elder Ming was a woman who appeared to be in her forties.
In her unstable mood, she could barely contain her Eight-stage Core Formation cultivation base from radiating outward.
Frowning, she did not stop pacing back and forth, "There are fates worse than death, Elder Gong. I should have stopped him from writing his name on that invitation card until we found out its origins."
The one seated on the highest position chimed in. He appeared to be the current Leader of the Crimson View Sect, "It is only natural for Junior Sister Ming to be this frantic. After all, that little fellow is the most compatible with her Peak's cultivation technique."
He added, "However, we can only wait for Elder Chu is still in the process of Divination. Whether to truly panic or not can be decided after he determines the truth."
Similar scenes played out in different places.
Meanwhile, in the Great Yan Clan.
A young lady sat in a meditative posture within her room.
She looked quite beautiful in plain white robes with an innocent charm about her.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and her eyes slowly snapped open.
"What is it?" She probed, her voice as calm and even.
"Young Miss, there is important news from the Logistics Hall."
"Oh? Come in."
The young lady's maid came in with a humble posture and whispered something to her master.
"What!? Is this true!?" the Young Lady could not remain calm.
"Y-Yes, Young Miss." the maid stuttered as she rubbed her trembling palms together.
The Young Lady rose to her feet with a sneer, "To think that that Waste is actually still alive! And he shamelessly remained within the clan!"
"I have to tell father and mother about this." She smirked in disdain, "No. First, I need to personally verify whether that disgraceful Elder Brother of mine is still drawing breath."
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Hua = Prosperity.