Chapter 23

After the auction of the Mountain of Light ended, the auctioneer stepped aside, and an elderly man dressed in a Zhongshan suit, wearing thick glasses, and looking like a scholar slowly ascended the auction stage.

This phenomenon left many of the wealthy and powerful in attendance completely baffled.

"Now, I will introduce the final item of this autumn auction to all of you present."

"First, let me introduce myself. My surname is Lin, and I currently serve as the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, specializing in pharmacological research. I am here today at the request of a friend to authenticate the final item of this autumn auction."

With these words, a buzz of discussion arose in the room.

The Chinese Academy of Sciences is a behemoth in China, and almost anyone with a basic knowledge would be aware of its significance. For a vice ministerial-level vice president to personally attend and need to provide an authoritative authentication for the final item, the possibilities were vast.

While marveling at the ability of Yubaozhai to invite such a national treasure-level scientist to personally authenticate the item, everyone was even more eager to know what the final item was.

As the curiosity of the crowd was piqued, a staff member approached and carefully opened the jade box. Under the focused light, a pill, entirely red and about the size of a fingernail, lay quietly inside.

At this moment, President Lin's expression changed noticeably, showing both excitement and reluctance.

Taking a step forward, President Lin took a deep breath and calmed himself before saying, "What you see before you is the Wuji Golden Pill. Its medicinal properties are as follows: it can cure any known cancer at any stage and has a strong curative effect on all kinds of diseases currently known to the medical community. Theoretically, it can cure all diseases recognized by human cognition."

Before he could finish, the room erupted in excitement. If it weren't for his position as vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, someone would have surely accused him of talking nonsense.

However, it was clear that the following introduction by President Lin only increased the skepticism of those who already had doubts.

"Additionally, the extended effects of the Wuji Golden Pill can extend one's lifespan by about twenty years, with an error margin of no more than three years. This effect does not affect its curative properties for diseases."

Upon hearing this, the wealthy and powerful, both in the auction room and those participating via private satellite connections, could no longer sit still.

If all of this were true, the value of this Wuji Golden Pill would be immeasurable, even beyond the reach of money.

"Gentlemen, here is my inspection report on the Wuji Golden Pill. I can also confidently tell you that the Wuji Golden Pill is unique and cannot be replicated. According to the analysis, this drug has existed for over a thousand years, and the raw materials used are almost extinct on Earth, making it impossible to produce such a miraculous drug again."

"The inspection report from the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, it seems all of this is true."

"I still have my doubts. A thousand-year-old drug, even if it has miraculous effects, would have lost its potency over the centuries."

"This is no longer something my billion-dollar fortune can afford, but being able to witness what might be the most intense bidding in the history of world auctions is worth the trip."

"Anyone can talk, but describing the Wuji Golden Pill as so miraculous, even if it's the result of a national treasure-level scientist's inspection, who doesn't make mistakes?"

Ignoring the rising voices of discussion in the room, President Lin finished his introduction, placed his personally signed inspection report, gave a reluctant glance at the Wuji Golden Pill in the jade box, and quietly left.

His task was complete, and the auctioneer, who had been standing on the side, promptly stepped forward and solemnly said, "To ensure the maximum protection of the bidders' interests, the consignor of this item has provided a guarantee of 500 million US dollars. If the item is purchased and the effects described are not achieved, the buyer will receive this guarantee."

Upon hearing this, those who still had doubts were left speechless. After all, a 500 million US dollar guarantee was a sky-high amount that could speak for itself.

In the sailboat hotel, Prince Al-Hard was now restless, the highlight of Yubaozhai's autumn auction making him feel an urge to instantly teleport to the scene.

"Whatever the cost, I must get this Wuji Golden Pill!"

The Rockefeller family's private jet had already landed at the New York airport. At this moment, Parker, unable to contain his excitement, dialed a phone call. On the other end, the current head of the Rockefeller family and Parker's father answered.

At the headquarters of the Sumitomo Group, Sumitomo Eita rapidly typed on the keyboard, checking the group's available liquid funds. Seeing a string of numbers representing vast wealth, his tense mood relaxed slightly.

In the family castle of the Rothschild family, Yasin and his younger sister had already forgotten the exciting auction of the Mountain of Light. They almost simultaneously rushed out of the room, heading straight for their father's study. Although it was their father's least favorite time to be disturbed—his afternoon nap—how could they let this opportunity pass, given the possibility of obtaining the only miraculous drug in the world? They would never forgive themselves if they missed it.

It could be said that at this moment, the world's wealthiest people were all going mad over a single Wuji Golden Pill.

In the auction room, Su Yang had already woken up, and the noisy discussions around him made him somewhat annoyed.

"Truly a bunch of people who have never seen the world. It's just a Wuji Golden Pill, and they're making such a fuss, disturbing my sleep."

Xu Tianyang explained beside him, "Sir, everyone here is a billionaire. The richer they are, the more they care about their lives. Your Wuji Golden Pill can greatly satisfy their desires. It's already quite good that no one has started fighting over it yet."

"Seems like in this world, drug dealers make the most money!"

A wicked smile appeared on Su Yang's lips as he said calmly, "Tianyang, when I have time, I'll give you a prescription. The ingredients should still be available, though a few may require a higher age. Once I gather them all, I'll start the furnace and refine a batch of 'Tianqing Sanxing Pills.' Although they can't compare to the Wuji Golden Pill, they can cure terminal illnesses and extend life by a year or two with a few doses."

"Sir, as long as you are interested, anything is possible. I am always ready to assist you." Xu Tianyang couldn't help but draw a deep breath, "Sir, you have too many trump cards."

Knowing that Su Yang was a remarkable person, almost a god, but even after a century, he still discovered more miracles in his interactions with Su Yang, which was putting a strain on Xu Tianyang's heart.

At this moment, after several signals from the auctioneer, the excitement in the auction room gradually subsided. Almost everyone's attention was focused on the auctioneer, waiting for him to announce the start of the bidding for the final item.

"The next item to be auctioned is the final item of this autumn auction, one Wuji Golden Pill. The starting price is 500 million US dollars, and each bid must be at least 10 million US dollars higher. The bidding begins."

When the auctioneer announced the starting price of 500 million US dollars, Huang Fatzi almost fainted, feeling a lump in his throat.

"What's going on? The consignment item hasn't even started the auction, and just the starting price has already surpassed the highest transaction price of the Mountain of Light, 460 million US dollars. This is not fair!"

"Xu Tianyang, you are ruthless!"

Huang Fatzi wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He hurriedly left the auction room, took several deep breaths of fresh air, and was met by Yubaozhai's legal team, who politely said, "Mr. Huang, since the item provided by Mr. Xu has already surpassed the item you provided during the auction, according to the agreement signed on...

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524d, you need to pay 1 billion US dollars in compensation..."

"I know." Huang Fatzi, aware of Yubaozhai's vast background, helplessly lowered his head and said, "Let me make a few calls to gather the funds. After all, 1 billion US dollars is a huge amount. Give me some time."

"No problem." The lawyer was very courteous, "We have prepared a VIP room for you. You can rest there first."

"Xu Tianyang, you old bastard, I won't let this go!" Huang Fatzi, unable to vent his anger on Yubaozhai's people, couldn't suppress his rage and burst out in a fit of anger, storming into the VIP room with the legal team and making a call that he found extremely difficult.

In the auction room, the intense bidding was in full swing. In no time, the price of the Wuji Golden Pill had already surpassed the 1 billion US dollar mark, a price that made most of the bidders present give up.

But this did not mean that the intense competition had ended. On the contrary, the real competition was just beginning.

In the meeting room, Song Huaiming crossed his arms and laughed bitterly, "This price has already exceeded my budget. I give up."

The Indian partner, Singh, rejoiced, "Song, with you out, I only have five competitors left. My chances of winning have increased significantly."

Jisi giggled, "Singh, you are indeed a naive person. Do you really believe that Song, who has the deepest resources among us, can't come up with 1 billion US dollars? He must have another plan."

Song Huaiming joked, "You conspiracy theorist, don't always imagine me as a cunning fox."

Jisi huffed and quickly typed a series of numbers on the keyboard, then raised her head proudly, "I think this number will reduce the number of my competitors to three."

When Singh saw the new bid price on the screen, he couldn't help but show a bitter smile, "1.6 billion US dollars, Jisi, you crazy woman, I give up."

"But your giving up is not enough. The price will soon be surpassed, but with the full support of my uncle, I still have a good chance."

Jisi's "uncle" was the current head of the DuPont family, a leader of a vast financial empire.

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