Alex walked into the inn and asked around, and it so happened that there were still two rooms left, for a
total of two thousand spiritual stones a night.
Hermione jumped up at that. âWhat? A thousand spiritual stones for one night, youâre some shady
business, arenât you?!â
The innkeeper looked disgusted. âWhat era are we in now? One thousand spiritual stones are already
cheap. You can go and ask if any inns are cheaper than mine. If there is, Iâll pay you back your spiritual
stones.â
âMark your words!â
Hermione was furious and was about to rush out to ask around the other inns.
Alex pulled her back. âWhat the hell are you doing? Itâs just two thousand spiritual stones.â
He then pulled out the amount and handed it to the innkeeper. He wasnât all that bothered about
spiritual stones, after all.
Alex had many spiritual stones, to the point that even his storage ring couldnât keep that many. If it
wasnât enough, he could just sell a couple of elixirs⦠However, Hermione seemed to be very sensitive
toward the stones and seemed to think it was a huge loss.
Hermione grunted. âIâm not born from the Yggdrasill family, and it was considered to be good enough
that I had some allowance on usual days. How can the amount be compared to those of the actual,
direct line of the family? Later on, when I went to Plenilune Sect, spiritual stones were not used
anymore.â
Alex nodded. âSo, this was an obsession left from your childhood.â
Alex had not heard anything about Hermioneâs past before.
Instead, he inquired with the innkeeper about what was going on in Raze City and what was so special
about the past few days.
âYou guys donât know?â
The innkeeper had big yellow teeth and was a middle-aged, older man. His smile was a little lewd,
especially when he looked at Neela, and it made one want to beat him up. âTonight, itâs the five yearly
sanctuary auction held in Raze City. All kinds of people with status from the major sects in Western
Ridge have come. Gods and holy maidens are everywhere. If you walk out, anyone you bump into
might be the head of some sect or another. So you better be careful not to offend anyone for no
reason.â
âSanctuary auction? Is it very popular?â
âNo way? Bro, where are you from? Youâve never heard of the sanctuary auction?â
âI know about it, I know!â Hermione spoke up. âSanctuary auction is the industry of the Sanctuary
World, and the business is huge. Not only does it have businesses in Western Ridge, I heard that there
are also businesses on several other continents. This auction is also great, as they bring out treasures
on their own and are rare to boot. Sir, can we also go and take a look?â
The innkeeper sneered and laughed. âIf you didnât even know what the sanctuary auction was, then
you definitely donât have an invitation either. Those without it canât even enter through the doors of the
auction. So donât even dream of it.â
Neela pursed her lips. âYou need an invitation for an auction? Since things can be put up for auction, it
must not be anything of much value. Powerful people would have long taken good magic treasures.
Why would they bring it out like this?â
Alex nodded.
Just like when they were at the Flying Eagles Academy, those brought out to be sold mainly were
leftovers from others. None of the good stuff was seen at all.
The innkeeper said, âThen, youâre the one who doesnât know. In ancient times, the conquest of seven
thousand years, how many people have died? How many innate magic treasures have been broken?
Even the Six Entities were broken. After that, a lot of inheritance was also lost, and the power of laws in
this world became incomplete. Becoming immortal is extremely difficult, and many good things simply
canât be distinguished. Even those from Sanctuary World donât know whatâs happening, but some can
identify the goods. Itâs also normal to auction goods that are heaven-defying for low prices.â
âFor example, five years ago, Sun Shrine auctioned off a broken bell for 300 thousand spiritual stones.
They didnât realize that it was a prehistoric treasure, the Chaos Bell. Now, itâs become the innate
treasure of Donovan Orlando, and he wouldnât even sell it for several million spiritual stones.â
Alex gave a noncommittal smile at that.
That Chaos Bell was now lying in his mind palace! However, hearing the innkeeper talk, he was
persuaded a little.
Anyway, they couldnât rush to continue their journey for tonight. His Chaos Beads and Chaos Tree were
more sensitive to the scent of magic treasures and would sound an alarm to him if there were any. This
was a big opportunity for him, and it would be a pity if he didnât take it.
âThen, may I ask you, boss, how would one get an invitation? Is there still a way?â Alex asked.
The innkeeper shook his head. âNot unless you guys get it by force.â