An Origin Strengthening Pill

"It should be soon." Duan Ling Tian’s brows raised, seeming to have noticed something.

Meanwhile, through the room’s window, people could be vaguely seen walking into the hall with large strides and finding a seat.

As time went by….More and more people arrived.

Before long, the hall was filled with a dense crowd of people.

"The seats in the hall are 1,000 silver each….Just from the entrance fees, this Ma Clan Auction House is able to receive money until their hands go soft." Duan Ling Tian couldn’t help but be astonished.

When there were many people in one place, it would naturally become extremely noisy.

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian noticed an old man slowly walking up the auction platform…. And he knew that the auction was about to begin.