Having Fun With His Mistresses

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" countered a member of the Thunderclap Sect, his voice booming with determination.

 

The bids climbed rapidly, each faction eager to claim the Celestial Phoenix Feather Fan. Huang Zhi, seated in his chamber, watched the proceedings with intense focus. His eyes gleamed with desire as he raised his hand.

 

"Two hundred thousand Divine Spirit Coins!" Huang Zhi's voice rang out, drawing gasps from the crowd.

 

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" a voice from the White Tiger Divine Clan echoed, not willing to back down.

 

Huang Zhi's brows furrowed, but he remained resolute. "Three hundred thousand Divine Spirit Coins!"

 

The room buzzed with excitement and tension. The bidding war intensified, with each participant pushing the limits of their wealth. Finally, a representative from the Celestial Maiden Sect made a bold move.