My Celestial Ascension

Chapter 649 The Winner

Once Aisha left the room, Yuan turned to Anna Grace with a smile before glancing down at Little Zoe, who was still perched on his lap. With a soft smile, he gently kissed her cheeks.

"How about we order something nice to eat? I'm feeling hungry. How about you?" he asked, his voice warm and gentle.

"That sounds great! I'm hungry too. Ever since becoming a cultivator, I can eat so much more than before!" Little Zoe nodded eagerly, her bright smile lighting up her face as she anticipated the delicious food.

The Imperial Family had arranged nearly two thousand chefs to prepare meals for everyone attending the auction. Of those, two hundred were specifically assigned to cook for VIP guests, ensuring prompt service and the highest quality of cuisine. For VIPs like Yuan, the wait time for freshly prepared dishes was minimal.

Feeling a bit peckish, Yuan and Little Zoe decided it was the perfect time to indulge in some of the culinary delights available. Yuan then turned to Xi Meili and Fang Xiaoyan, smiling at them.

"What about you two? Are you hungry as well?" he asked.

"Do you even need to ask that, Hubby?" Xi Meili rolled her eyes playfully. "Of course, I'm hungry! My stomach's even making noises. Hurry up and call the servants so we can order some delicious food!"

Yuan chuckled softly and nodded before picking up the small bell on the side table. He rang it a few times, the clear chime echoing gently through the room.

Moments later, two beautiful servants entered. One carried a notebook and a menu, while the other followed with a warm, friendly smile.

"Young Master Yuan, you called for us?" one of the servants asked, her cheeks slightly flushed as she smiled sweetly at him.

"Yes," Yuan replied with a nod.

"What can we do for you all?" the other servant asked, her tone equally sweet as curiosity flickered in her eyes. She glanced around the room, noting its immaculate condition and the abundance of full wine bottles, ruling out any cleaning tasks.

"We're feeling a bit hungry, so we'd like to order some food," Yuan said, his tone laced with a hint of amusement as he noticed the servants' curious glances.

One of the servants handed the menu to Yuan and his wives with a polite smile. "Here's the menu. Please order whatever you like. His Majesty has ensured that all the dishes are complimentary for you."

Yuan and his wives took a few moments to browse through the menu. Every dish looked incredibly tempting, and after some deliberation, they ultimately decided to order everything on the menu.

After all, they had massive appetites compared to normal people, so the food wouldn't go to waste. Besides, Yuan, Xi Meili, and Emma's apprentice had enormous appetites, capable of devouring massive amounts of food without any trouble.

A few seconds later, Valeria glanced at the servants and said, "Bring us the entire menu. We're ordering everything."

"As you wish, Princess Valeria," one of the servants replied with a slightly awkward nod before they both left the room.

Once the servants were gone, Emma chuckled and looked at Valeria. "Those two girls must be wondering if we could even finish all that food... The looks on their faces said it all."

"Indeed. But we can't blame them—it is a lot of food, after all," Valeria replied with a smile before turning her gaze to Yuan.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Aisha nodded, a knowing smile on her face. "Yes. And each one of them is breathtakingly beautiful. Not just their looks—they exude an aura that even I can't fully comprehend. They're extraordinary."

"I see... This is quite the surprise, Lady Aisha," Jones muttered, his voice filled with astonishment.

Moments later, Aisha redirected her focus back to the auction. Her gaze locked onto the legendary spear displayed on the stage. A possessive glint shimmered in her eyes.

"340 million!" she shouted, pressing the button on the table. Instantly, the magic lamp above her VIP room lit up brightly.

A hush fell over the entire stadium as her bid echoed through the venue. All eyes turned toward her VIP room, curiosity and astonishment filling the air.

"350 million!"

The silence was broken by Elias's sharp voice, cutting through the tension.

"There's no way I'm letting go of this spear," Elias muttered to himself, a vicious grin spreading across his face as his gaze darted toward Aisha's VIP room. He was determined to find out who had dared to challenge him.

"355 million!"

Denise's voice erupted next, filled with irritation and anger. The bid had climbed far beyond his expectations, and the situation was slipping from his control.

"This is infuriating! Why can't they just let me have this treasure?! Don't they realize who I am? I'm Denise, the Young Master of the Great Drake Family! That spear should be mine!"

Inside his VIP room, Denise slammed his fists against the table in frustration, his voice reverberating with fury.

The three women accompanying him flinched at his violent outburst, their eyes wide with fear. His escalating anger and frustration were making the atmosphere in the room tense and uncomfortable.

They didn't dare utter a single word to Denise, fearing that it might provoke his anger. They knew all too well that his temper could turn violent, and he might lash out to vent his frustration. If he chose to kill them in his fury, no one would intervene or hold him accountable.

"400 million!"

Aisha's voice echoed powerfully across the stadium, breaking the silence and drawing everyone's attention once more. The audience collectively froze in shock at the audacious bid from VIP Room Number 9.

Disbelief spread through the crowd as murmurs and whispers rippled like waves. The sheer amount—400 million gold coins—was incomprehensible to most. For many, it seemed excessive to spend such an astronomical sum on a weapon, even one as extraordinary as the Ancient Emperor's legendary spear.

For a full minute, the stadium remained silent. The other bidders, even those from powerful clans and royal families, hesitated to compete at such an exorbitant price.

After observing the room for a while, Teressa, the auctioneer, decided it was time to conclude the bidding. With a graceful smile, she raised her hand, her voice melodic yet authoritative.

"Since no one has placed another bid within the past minute, the Ancient Emperor's spear—the Flaming Lion's Roar—now belongs to VIP Room Number 9! Congratulations to the bidder on winning this powerful and legendary weapon!"

Her announcement resonated through the vast stadium, causing a wave of awe and excitement. The crowd erupted into hushed whispers, marveling at the audacity of the bidder from VIP Room Number 9 and speculating about their identity.