Chapter 249: 249
The final price for the Basic Dragon Transformation Potion shocked many parties, but they soon calmed down. After all, the auction was far from over. Some would even say that it was only just beginning, and they wouldn't be wrong.
Now that this previous item had jumped the value of bids, many parties sat at the edge of their seats. Who knew, the next potion could be very well valued in high-grade Aether Crystals!
Zaine gestured to the next potion, which was the Panda Summoning Potion. This one wasn't as high-end as the Basic Dragon Transformation, being on the level of the Basic Phoenix Fire Potion, theoretically.
As such, despite the audience's fears, Zaine was reasonable with the price. "This next item is valued at 10 low-grade Aether Crystals. Increments must be made with 5 low-grade Aether Crystals at the least."
Many fellows in the crowd sighed with relief and then paused. While the minimum bid was fine, what was up with that increment amount? 5 low-grade crystals per increment was a significant jump from the mere 1 it had been before.
It started to become clearer that things were going to get worse from this point forward. The Basic Dragon Transformation Potion had been won by a Rank 7 fellow who was not in a VIP room because he was not a part of any factions.
The VIP rooms had remained silent during the bid for two reasons. The first was that with their standing, they could certainly find ways to requisition some from Draco afterward.
The second was also due to their standing, since it would be seen as unsightly if they started bidding at only the second stage of the auction. They would show their hand during the final stage, when the prices soared to the limits.
With the start of the bidding, many of the middle tier guests began fighting again. After all, this potion was significantly better than the first one, and that was ignoring the fact that it had the same starting price point.
"15 low-grade Aether Crystals!"
"23 low-grade Aether Crystals!"
"27 low-grade Aether Crystals!"
"32 low-grade Aether Crystals!"
The bids rose quickly due to the increased increment limit and soon reached 50 low-grade Aether Crystals. It began to slow down around this point, as was to be expected.
It had already far surpassed the Basic Phoenix Fire Potion which had gone for 27 low-grade Aether Crystals!
Eventually, the bidding came to a halt with the final price stopping at 60 low-grade Aether Crystals. This was a very good amount for the value of the item, so there were no complaints.
Next up was a far more valuable potion that even made many Hidden Powers twitch. This was, of course, the Panda Spirit Potion!
As far as Draco - and most NPC powers - knew, the passive skill should function like his subjective magic. It should be an external combat enhancer that required its own techniques and resources to utilize.
Just like they theorized, the skill gave one access to the resources, but not the techniques. This involved both the combat techniques and the 'energy gathering' technique.
In essence, it was like receiving the Mage God title without Richmond's training. Would one still be able to cast subjective magic if they didn't go through the process?
So, its value was much lower on paper. But there was the fact that the techniques for the passive skill could be developed. After all, did the Pandaren divine the way to use this energy from the sky?
Clearly, they spent millennia of hard work compiling data, trying new things in order to create and refine their techniques.
So, this was not an excuse. It was like complaining about a car in the showroom not having a free source of fuel or that it didn't teach you how to drive itself.
Would the vendor care? Of course not! His only job was to get you to buy his good. As for you being able to use it... heh, for all he cared you were free to drive into every wall while before figuring out how it worked.
Zaine smirked as she licked her lips. This action did not turn anyone on, but rather made their hearts sink. That was the face of a sadist, a person who really enjoyed seeing the look of despair on the faces of others!
"The next item's price is set at 50 medium-grade Aether Crystals... this time only increments of 2 medium-grade crystals will be accepted." Zaine purposely left them hanging before explaining with a happy tone.
People almost screamed out in pain as they heard this price. Many had hoped to try and bid for this, especially the Rank 4 and 5 fellows in the crowd.
With this passive skill in their arsenal, they could become a hundred times more formidable if they could contact the Pandaren and purchase some techniques.
The power boost wouldn't be as great as the Mage God title, but it was still comparable, so this was not unfounded.
This was a stage for the Rank 6 and 7 powers to bid. Mere mortals like them had no hope of acquiring this, and no one was going to pool together funds for this since only one person got the blessing.
As such, the bids began once again, with many voices crying out over one another.
"52 medium-grade Aether Crystals!"
"58 medium-grade Aether Crystals!"
"62 medium-grade Aether Crystals!"
"67 medium-grade Aether Crystals!"
Just like that, it shot up to absurd levels. Zaine sat down and resumed reading her book. Were it not for the time and place, one might mistake her for a librarian or a diligent student in the library, but the surrounding voices of the bidders ready to fight amongst each other painted a different picture.
As this was not the Divine Auction, threats were thrown and backgrounds were announced, but it all meant dogshit here. Whoever won would win, no matter your backing, it was your almighty financial donger that would spurt out the white seeds of success!
"Hahaha, fellow friends, please give me some face and let me win this bid."
"What nonsense? Why should I give you face? Is your face even nice? Foolish boy, scram!"
"YOU!!"
"71 medium-grade Aether Crystals! Anyone who dares to fight with me will offend the Elphante Merchant Group!"
"73 medium-grade Aether Crystals! Hahaha, I just bid, what the fuck can you do to me bitchboy?"
"INSOLENT!"
Arguments like this were going on as the bids rose, with many parties trying to push and pull for success through their status, only for those of similar status to step on them like deadwood in a forest.
Some parties looked inches away from a fight, but the presence of the silent, yet watchful pinnacle powers stayed their hands. As such, the bid eventually reached 99 medium-grade Aether Crystals, stunning the crowd and even the bidders themselves.
It was like someone had cast a silence spell over them. Many of those who were qualified to bid and wanted the item looked like they were gagging, as if something was stuck in their throat.
This would be to call a number to raise the bid higher, yet they couldn't. After all, the bidding didn't work the way one would think on the surface.
For example, someone might have 1,000 low-grade Aether Crystals, but the bids had never surpassed 100, despite someone probably hiding that many away.
This was because 100 low-grade Aether Crystals represented 1 medium-grade Aether Crystal. So, something like 120 low-grade Aether Crystals as a bid would equate 1 medium grade crystal and 20 low-grade crystals, despite them having 120 low-grade ones to pay.
That was why almost no one was willing to add 1 more medium-grade Aether Crystal to the bid. If they did, they would have to payout 1 high-grade Aether Crystal, and many parties felt it would be a waste since the best items haven't been brought out yet.
Hence, the current situation.
Zaine saw the silence and smirked. She decided to call the bid for the one who hit 99 medium-grade Aether Crystals. It wasn't a big deal that no one wanted to cross the barrier, as the finale of the auction was where her plan would flourish.
The one who got it was a burly man that looked like a… bear. He was hairy, grizzled and coarse, but also heavyset as well as thick. If one squinted their eyes, they might actually confuse him with a Pandaren. His eyes glowed as he held the potion, and he immediately drank it on the spot.
A loud boom sound occurred and a gust of wind shook the entire auction, which was even so large that the naked eye couldn't traverse it fully.
A blue-ish glow emerged from the fellow and crawled around his skin for a bit before subsiding quietly. He then opened his eyes and smiled arrogantly, as if he had seen through the facades of the universe.
Many who had planned to rob him after the auction felt their heart break and cursed the fellow deep down. How could he be so selfish? Who ate the products they bought in a store right in front of the cashier after paying him?
He should have at least given them a chance to make an appearance and struggle a little before doing this as a last resort in order to get rid of them. Had he no sense of foreplay?!
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