Wanda took out a rune tablet that shimmered with an eerie, dark light and said, “It is said that the Compendium of Special Constitutions documents the special constitutions of the world. Once your spiritual sense merges with it, the information will manifest as a sphere of energy and move into your Sea of Consciousness.
“It’s a one–time consumable that can’t be duplicated or regenerated. I’ll open the bidding at ten million dollars!”
“15 million dollars!”
“20 million dollars!”
In an instant, a flurry of bids broke out. It was clear that everyone understood the Compendium of Special Constitutions‘ worth, and for certain practitioners, the knowledge it held was of earth–shattering importance.
In addition, it was a “one–off” spiritual transmission that couldn’t be reused, so the sense of urgency in the room was palpable.
“30 million dollars!” Ashton, who was in Private Suite No. 1, lost his composure and made his bid without hesitation upon spotting the Compendium of Special Constitutions.
He was well aware that for an item of this caliber, there was no room for clever tricks or lucky breaks–it was a straight–up battle of financial power.
He could produce approximately 100 million dollars based on his current liquidity and revenue from the three top–grade pills. He concluded that such a sum would likely suffice for the task at hand.
He was determined to claim the Compendium of Special Constitutions at any cost. He knew that his future progress as a practitioner hinged on it, as the knowledge within was a cornerstone for mastering his Drakell technique.
Ashton had been flying blind with his Drakell technique, moving forward by trial and error rather than by design. He realized that if he could identify the specific constitutions of the women around him, he could tailor his technique to match their unique energies, thereby significantly fast–tracking his progress.
It would also be the key to finally awakening and strengthening his Drakeborne lineage.
“40 million dollars!” Damian sneered, his gaze filled with ridicule as he looked straight at Ashton. “Is this what you’ve been waiting for all along, Ashton? It looks like it’s pretty important to you, but too bad. I have no intention of letting you get your hands on it today!”
Damian’s features contorted into a mask of pure malice. He had already endured two physical strikes to the ‘face and a series of mocking insults from Ashton that evening.
He knew he’d lose his status as the most distinguished scion in Javonbury if he didn’t get his revenge now, so much so that he would never be able to show his face in society again.
He, above all else, wanted to impress Eunice and Roxy, those two peerless beauties. He needed to prove to them that he was a far better man than Ashton. He believed that by asserting his dominance now, he could finally make a play for their affections and win them over.
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Ashton furrowed his brow and stated deeply, “50 million dollars!”
“You’ve got some nerve, Ashton! You’re nothing compared to me in a battle of riches, though! I’ll bid 60 million dollars. I’d like to see if you can still compete with me!”
Damian’s eyes were bloodshot. 60 million dollars was the absolute ceiling of the funds he could touch. He was merely the heir to the Payne family, not the head, so he lacked the authority to spend the family’s fortune indefinitely.
In that instant, the tension in the venue reached a breaking point–a heavy, suffocating killing intent filled the room, making it feel like a literal battlefield.
Wanda, clad in a purple form–fitting dress, wore a faint smile. She mused that the more intense this final competition became, the more valuable the “gift” she was preparing for Ashton would be.
“70 million dollars!” Ashton uttered with an air of complete nonchalance.
That single sentence sent shockwaves through the crowd.
They knew the Compendium of Special Constitutions was incredibly valuable, but no matter how much one overpaid, it shouldn’t have reached an astronomical 70 million dollars. After all, that amount exceeded the annual profits of many publicly listed companies.
In addition, it was only a compendium–an item of pure information. It couldn’t physically boost someone’s cultivation, nor could it heal an injury, so its practical value was inherently capped.
Yet, despite that logic, the bidding had spiraled into utter insanity.
Damian’s eyes were completely bloodshot as a slight tremor ran through his body. That 70–million–dollar bid was already beyond what he could bear.
“You should just forget about it, Mr. Payne; there’s no point in letting your emotions get the better of you like this,” Roxy stated indifferently, shaking her head slightly.
Eunice chimed in. “Roxy is right. It’s a total waste of money to spend 70 million dollars on a mere compendium. Ashton is absolutely insane for bidding that much. You should just let him take the hit on this
one.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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