Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Chapter 138 Amaterasu Special - Sells Hundreds of Millions

No one doubted Yi Nanfeng's words. Although they hadn't eaten much, they could still feel a warm sensation inside their bodies.

This was far gentler and faster-acting than the various tonics they usually took. In particular, the items that were auctioned off at the beginning confirmed that they truly contained the essence of mountain spirits and monsters.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a yellow fur. As for why it is white, I believe you have all heard many legends about it."

Legend has it that every thirty years, a weasel will grow a tuft of white fur, and this pure white fur is the remnant of a weasel with five hundred years of cultivation.

This celestial molt not only feels incredibly smooth and silky to the touch, but it also possesses the extraordinary power to protect the wearer from evil spirits.

The starting bid is now ten million, with each bid increment no less than one million. Interested parties may begin placing their bids.

The auctioneer's claim of 500 years of cultivation was obviously an exaggeration.

It does have the ability to protect oneself and ward off evil spirits, although it is a bit weak, but that's enough.

Nobody can pinpoint the problem; after all, you can't expect it to grant you an invincible aura, can you?

Most of the people who came to participate in the auction here had never seen a weasel spirit.

They couldn't be sure if this thing really had five hundred years of cultivation before it was born, but its ridiculously large fur was right in front of them.

Even if it hasn't been five hundred years, it can't be much lower; it's still a rare item no matter what.

So as soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, bidders came one after another, and it was finally sold for 28 million.

Interspersed with some less desirable items that are usually hard to sell, they then offered five reservations for the Crescent Moon Hotel for tomorrow night, all of which were sold for two to three million.

More than an hour later, the auction was nearing its end.

"Friends, you can take a short break. Now we'll have a special session on Amaterasu Omikami for a little while."

The items up for auction are her many belongings, so this auction is only open to her friends. The starting price is one billion Xia Guo coins.

However, you only have one chance to bid, and if the seller feels that the price does not meet his expectations, he can choose to let the auction fail.

So please give your friends who are planning to celebrate this special day ten minutes to think it over carefully. Once this opportunity is missed, there may not be a second chance. The timer starts now.

The auctioneer's words were laced with barbs and even a hint of threat, and coupled with the outrageous starting price, everyone present felt there was some juicy gossip to be had.

Immediately, everyone became excited, whispering among themselves about whether Amaterasu Omikami was real or not, and how she could have left behind relics.

In a private room on the second floor, four short men sat, all of whom were furious after hearing the translator's "Aba aba" from the side.

"Baka! The Xia people have gone too far! They took so many of our antiques, and now they're making outrageous demands, setting such a high starting price for the auction. This is blatant extortion! What do you think, Mitsui-kun?"

A short man, his face dark and furious, was filled with resentment.

However, the short man he called Mitsui-kun calmly waved his hand.

"Iwasaki-kun, please calm down. The Xia people have indeed gone too far, but now that they have taken the antiques, we definitely won't be able to get them back."

Although the base price of one billion is a lot, we can afford it if we spread it out among ourselves.

"Bringing back the sacred objects of Amaterasu is far more important to our families than any amount of money."

“Mitsui is right. It’s just a little money. We’ll give it to them first, and we’ll have plenty of ways to earn it back later.”

"However, if you name a reasonable price, Sumitomo can offer 500 million."

"My Yasuda family can also contribute 500 million, but we must select a few divine items to take back as a token of our commitment, otherwise there will definitely be dissatisfaction within the conglomerate."

These people were representatives sent by the four major conglomerates of Xiao Rizi. Some time ago, they received photos sent by Yi Nanfeng.

When they learned that the painting depicted Himiko—no, Amaterasu Omikami—along with her clothing and accessories, they went mad.

These things may look ordinary, but they represent something extraordinary; they are determined to win.

Consider that the Emperor claims to be a descendant of Amaterasu, and has maintained a superior status for over two thousand years based solely on the Three Sacred Treasures, whose authenticity is unknown and which are kept tightly sealed.

So if others can do it, why can't they? With those things, these families could make up some stories and claim to be direct descendants of Amaterasu, and even call themselves royalty.

The benefits involved cannot be measured in money, at least not in billions or two billion.

Therefore, the four major conglomerates readily agreed to Yi Nanfeng's request for a batch of antiques as an entry fee.

After all, those things were things they had robbed from Xia Kingdom before, so they didn't feel too bad about them.

"Ding ding ding..."

Just a few days after they started discussing the matter, a clear, ringing bell came from the hall below.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting. Ten minutes have passed. I wonder if any of my friends are ready to make a bid?"

After the auctioneer finished speaking, the hall fell silent. Everyone looked up at the private rooms on the second floor, listening intently to what price they were going to bid.

"Amaterasu Omikami is supreme, so naturally the divine artifacts she left behind in the mortal realm..."

The short man in the private room was interrupted by the auctioneer before he could finish his rambling.

"Sorry, my friend, this kind of science popularization is a bit of a waste of your time."

Everyone here is a top performer, earning hundreds of thousands in a matter of minutes, so time is precious. Just give me your quote, thank you!

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this, and some immediately joined in the jeering.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and give us your quotes, don't delay us from putting the money in sacks."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Everyone burst into laughter again; it was Wang Pangzi who had just started the commotion.

He was chatting with Bai Mian'er and Er Pang, and when he heard something interesting, he couldn't resist chiming in.

The four short men in the private room were furious, but in front of so many distinguished people at the Crescent Hotel, they didn't dare to lose their temper.

"Twenty-five billion, we'll contribute twenty-five billion Xia Guo RMB."

After some discussion, the four major conglomerates, not wanting things to get any worse, made a tough decision and offered their highest price.

Therefore, their offer immediately caused the others to gasp in surprise.

Everyone initially thought the starting price of 1 billion was a bit outrageous, but no one expected the buyer to be even more ruthless.

"boom"

"make a deal"

The auctioneer, in his excitement, snapped his gavel in two and shouted his congratulations:

"Congratulations to our friend Xiao Rizi for achieving their wish and obtaining the divine relic left behind by Amaterasu Omikami."

Although he shouted loudly, no one congratulated him; instead, they all wore strange expressions.

The way he looked up at the private room on the second floor was as if he were looking at an idiot.