My Celestial Ascension

"Congratulations, Lady Aisha. You've won the treasure. This will surely bring glory to the Blank Clan," Jones said, a wide grin spreading across his face as excitement coursed through his entire body.

He continued, his voice brimming with enthusiasm, "Not just glory. It will strike fear into the hearts of the other clans. They'll think twice before confronting our family—or even considering going against us!"

"That's for sure," Aisha replied with a confident smile, glancing at the other VIP rooms with a smirk. She could vividly imagine the reactions of the representatives from the other Ten Great Families.

'It would've been great to see their faces right now… Well, it doesn't matter anymore. I got what I wanted,' Aisha thought to herself, chuckling as she poured a glass of wine to celebrate her victory over the Ten Great Families.

While Aisha reveled in her triumph, chaos erupted among the other Ten Great Families, who had just lost the auction. Their faces were twisted with rage and humiliation, as though they had been robbed of their dignity.

"Damn it! Damn that woman! Why did that bitch get in my way? What did I ever do to her to deserve this humiliation?!" Denise shouted from his VIP room, his face contorted in fury as he glared at VIP Room Number 9. His gaze was filled with seething hatred.

He had never imagined that someone would appear out of nowhere and snatch the treasure he believed was rightfully his. To him, it was the ultimate insult—an unforgivable offense.

After a few moments of glaring, Denise muttered venomously, "Whoever's in that VIP room, I'll make sure you pay for taking what's mine. Mark my words—once this auction ends, I'll come for you."

The three women sitting on the sofa trembled at the murderous look in Denise's eyes. Fear gripped them as they realized the peril of their situation. All they wanted was to escape the room and get as far away from him as possible.

However, they were too terrified to leave, fearing that any action that displeased him might cost them their lives. With no other choice, they remained in the room, silently enduring the suffocating tension and praying for his anger to subside.

Adding to their unease was a growing sense of dread. They couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened to Gordon. It had been over two hours since he'd left the room, and his absence only deepened their anxiety.

Unfortunately, they had no idea what had happened to Gordon or why he hadn't returned yet. However, one thing was clear—their situation was about to take an even darker turn.

Meanwhile, in another VIP room, Heidi clenched her teeth in frustration, her personal servant, Veni, mirroring her expression. Both women felt utterly defeated as their gazes remained fixed on VIP Room Number 9, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"I never expected someone to raise the bid so high that it would force others to abandon their pursuit of the treasure. This is… unbelievable," Heidi muttered, her voice tinged with shock.

"Just who is inside that VIP room? Spending four hundred million so casually—it doesn't even seem real," Veni said, her gaze still locked on the mysterious room.

"I have no idea…" Heidi sighed, leaning back into her sofa and staring at the ceiling with a defeated expression. "But for some reason, their voice feels familiar. I can't place it, but I know I've heard it before."

"Well, dwelling on it won't change anything. We've lost the weapon," Veni replied with a sigh.

Heidi nodded, her tone heavy with resignation. "You're right, Veni. There's nothing more we can do."

A moment later, Veni smiled and rose from the sofa. "Young Lady, shall I order something for us to eat?"

"You know what I like. Go ahead and order for me," Heidi said, nodding absentmindedly, her thoughts still lingering on the loss of the treasure.

Shortly afterward, Veni called for the servants, ordering their favorite dishes along with a selection of tempting drinks, thinking they might pair well with the meal.

Meanwhile, in another VIP room, the atmosphere was thick with tension as Elias and Elisha seethed with anger. Their mana leaked uncontrollably, adding a suffocating pressure to the room.

"I can't believe we lost the treasure. This is unthinkable!" Elisha muttered, her voice heavy with disappointment as she looked at her elder brother.

"Indeed. None of us anticipated this outcome. Everything happened so suddenly—it caught us completely off guard," Elias replied, his voice filled with bitterness. Losing the Spear of the Ancient Emperor—The Flaming Lion's Roar had struck a deep blow to his pride and his family's honor.

The loss wasn't just about the treasure; it was a personal humiliation. Elias couldn't help but wonder who was behind the bid in VIP Room Number 9. If he knew their identity, he would ensure they faced repercussions for daring to defy him.

Breaking the silence, the Magic Knight Captain spoke, his sharp eyes studying Elias. "So, Young Master Elias, what is your next move? Are you planning to confront the woman in VIP Room Number 9? Or will you focus on bringing that young man from earlier into our family?"

"What do you suggest? What would be the best course of action for us?" Elias asked, his expression tinged with hope as he looked at the Magic Knight Captain.

The Magic Knight Captain met Elias's gaze with a serious expression. "I suggest you approach the young man and his party. Bring them into our family—it would undoubtedly be a great asset to us. Unless, of course, you're willing to risk offending the person in VIP Room Number 9. The choice is yours."

Elias nodded thoughtfully before replying, "I agree. I have no intention of becoming an enemy of someone so powerful. I'll meet that young man and make him an offer he can't refuse." A confident smile spread across his face as he stood from the sofa.

"Brother, may I join you? If you don't mind, that is," Elisha said eagerly, rising from her seat.

The image of Yuan lingered in her mind—his strikingly handsome face as he effortlessly lifted the spear in the stadium, descending from the air like a god. Her heart raced at the thought of seeing him again. She longed to speak with him, even for just a moment, though only if her brother allowed it.

"Of course, you can come, Elisha. Let's go," Elias replied with a soft smile.

"Thank you, Elder Brother," Elisha said, returning his smile and falling in step behind him, determined not to be left behind.

The siblings left their VIP room shortly after, making their way toward Yuan's room with the intention of recruiting him into their family. They hoped to strengthen their position among the Ten Great Families and secure a decisive advantage.

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"Husband, do you have any idea who the woman might be—the one who bid 400 million gold coins and won the auction?" Matilda asked, her curiosity evident as she glanced at her husband.

"I have no idea," King Richard replied with a sigh. "But one thing is certain: whoever she is, she wields incredible power and wealth. It would be unwise to meddle in her affairs. We can't risk offending someone like that."

"I see…" Matilda murmured, nodding as she mirrored his sigh.

Aurelia turned her gaze to King Richard and asked, "Do you know why Yuan and his wives didn't bid for the treasure, even though it's a legendary artifact?"

King Richard shook his head. "I have no idea. Only they can answer that question."

He leaned back, mentally preparing for the next treasure that Teressa would soon unveil.

At that moment, a stunning woman appeared before the crowd, carrying a sizable wooden box in her hands. Her captivating smile adorned her seductive lips as she strode toward the stage.

Each step she took was a mesmerizing display of grace, entrancing many in the audience, particularly the younger ones who had only recently entered puberty. Her charm was irresistible, and she left them staring in awe.

She ascended the stage and placed the wooden box on the table, drawing countless curious gazes toward it.

Whispers filled the stadium as everyone speculated about the contents of the box, their excitement and anticipation building with every passing second.

The box appeared exquisitely crafted, made from a rare type of wood found only in the Elven Kingdom on another continent. This wood, highly sought after, was almost impossible to obtain in modern times, making the box itself a treasure.

"Do you have any idea what could be inside that box?" one person whispered.

"Could it be a dagger? The box is longer, so it makes sense," another speculated.

"Well, we'll know soon enough. We just have to be patient," someone replied, their voice tinged with anticipation.

The stadium buzzed with curious murmurs from tens of thousands of spectators, their excitement quickly turning the mysterious box into a sensation. Even the wealthiest attendees couldn't suppress their curiosity, particularly the members of the Ten Great Families.

Standing gracefully at the center of the stage, Teressa smiled warmly at the crowd. Her soft, melodious voice carried effortlessly to every corner of the stadium. "Seeing everyone's excitement, I won't keep you waiting any longer," she said, her tone cheerful and inviting.

She continued, "The item inside this wooden box is extraordinarily rare. It holds the power to save a dying person's life—if used in time. Many of you may have already guessed what it is, so there's no point in keeping it hidden any longer."

With a subtle gesture, Teressa signaled the beautiful assistant standing beside her to unveil the treasure.

The assistant, smiling elegantly, stepped forward and opened the box with practiced grace. Inside, nestled securely, was a stunning glass bottle filled with a vibrant red liquid that shimmered under the stadium lights.

"This treasure," Teressa announced, her captivating voice cutting through the hushed anticipation, "is none other than the rarest of Elven Potions—the Great Elven Potion. It has the miraculous ability to cure even a dying person. The starting price for this treasure is 5 million gold coins!"