Even though midnight had crept in, the auction thrummed with an energy that defied the hour.
Ordinary folks would have been tucked away in their beds by now, but these were cultivators, their bodies enhanced to endure sleepless nights.
The allure of the extraordinary kept them riveted to their seats, the promise of rare treasures pushing aside any thought of fatigue.
The auction continued, fueled not by the setting sun, but by the rising flames of desire in the hearts of the bidders.
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Xiaoli, A playful glint shone in her eyes as she announced, "Alright, everyone! Let's give a warm welcome to our next magnificent item!"
A young maid, her movements practiced and efficient, strode onto the stage. In her arms, she carried a hefty wooden box, its surface adorned with simple geometric patterns. With a practiced flick of her wrist, she placed the box on the central stand and popped the lid open.