"1 million G.o.d-Jades!"

　　Heide's thrilled voice boomed from within Konrad's booth, causing black lines to stretch the foreheads of the gathered deities. At the start of the auction, all the those G.o.ds soared with fighting spirit, ready to flaunt their factions' acc.u.mulated wealth and s.n.a.t.c.h those living Naga treasure who could overnight become their factions' mighty boosts. But when the manager presented the first batch of Naga and Moon Spirit slaves to officially start the auction, apprehension quickly filled many hearts.

　　The first batch comprised the Moon Refining Palace's fighting power beneath G.o.dhood, a total of 280,000 Sages. Naturally, such a staggering quant.i.ty of slaves couldn't fit on one stage. The Naga and Moon Spirit slaves all stood bound in a s.p.a.ce treasure from which a rudimentary Truth Projection showcased the goods in their entirety.

　　The auction's rules were simple. One Sage-level slave cost 100,000 Divine Stones. 10 G.o.d-Jades for a Minor G.o.d, 100 G.o.d-Jades for a True G.o.d, 1000 for a Void G.o.d, 10,000 for a Nihility G.o.d, 100,000 for a High G.o.d, 1 million for a Cosmic G.o.d, 10 million for an Ancestral G.o.d, and 500 million for a half-step Legendary G.o.d. The starting price tripled for Chandra's consorts.

　　With 1 G.o.d-Jade being equal to 1 million Divine Stones, the first batch's price started at 28,000 G.o.d-Jades. A price the gathered forces were more than able to inflate.

　　Of course, though their quant.i.ty was astonis.h.i.+ng, none of the gathered forces would break their coffers for a Sage-level batch. In the grand scheme of things, they had little value. But little did they expect that from the highest booth, a startling bid of 50,000 G.o.d-Jades would echo!

　　Immediately, those that planned to s.n.a.t.c.h those Sage-level at a low price lowered their heads, not daring to risk a pitfall. Thus, Heide got the first batch. As their initial fear dispersed, those deities inwardly sneered, thinking that the folks in that booth didn't know how to ruin themselves.

　　But when the second batch of 5000 Minor G.o.ds followed, and a bid of 100,000 G.o.d-Jades echoed, their hearts teemed with fright!

　　"It's fine, it's fine. It must be one of Daksha's spoiled granddaughters. She will soon be out of jades."

　　"The Sea Dream Temple's disciples start with an unfair advantage. Half the money spent here falls back in their sect's treasury, anyways. Who knows what directives they received from their elders? Perhaps they just wish to trick us into ruining ourselves."