The Man's Decree

“Indeed, every capitalist’s blood is tainted.”

A wave of contempt couldn’t help but surge within Jared’s heart!

The individuals capable of running such an underground market and these kinds of auctions were surely driven by the pursuit of wealth!

Since it was all for money, no method was off the table.

Perhaps this was just human nature.

“I’ll offer six million…”

Someone else had raised their hand, offering a bid!

This caused Alastair to slightly furrow his brow, experiencing a twinge in his heart.

However, as he looked at the statue before him, Alastair could only raise his hand again and say, “I bid seven million…”

This time, Alastair was gritting his teeth as he made his bid. If he wasn’t extremely fond of it, there was no way he would have continued to *raise the price!

“I offer eight million…”

once again,

open in surprise. Just as he was about

dragged Alastair to

gaze toward Jared. In a hushed voice, Jared said, “Stop bidding. The

“Fake?”

Alastair was greatly surprised.

his voice and

miniature array runes. Once spiritual energy

looked at Jared with a skeptical expression. However, he didn’t

However, after waiting for a while and seeing that Alastair was not bidding, Wilson had no choice but to announce loudly, “Since no one else is

had finished speaking, Wilson cast a rather piercing

quite clear that Alastair

Rather, he was a bit puzzled. How did Jared know that his statue was a fake without revealing any aura or using

it out just with his

Jared had used Nethersky Eye to

ends, from incomplete cultivation techniques, and pills left behind by immortals, to celestial beast

most of it was a sham. There wasn’t a trace

numerous cultivators began to fervently bid and compete for

confined and, frankly, they were as good as blind. They couldn’t even spot a fake, let

it was for safety reasons. It seemed this auction was