The auctioneer continued.
"When consumed directly, this fruit can increase the lifespan of any living being by three hundred years. It matters not your race, rank, or cultivation stage. It works on all."
He let that sink in before continuing.
"Moreover, if refined into a pill—successfully—the effects may amplify further. Depending on the alchemist's skill and the quality of the refinement, the resulting pill can add another hundred years, at the very least."
Now the room was truly silent. Not even whispers.
But the auctioneer wasn't done.
"And perhaps most astonishing of all… mortals can consume this fruit with no adverse side effects. In fact, in rare cases, they may leap directly to the intermediate cultivation stage."
For the powerful, this was a treasure to extend their reign.
An opportunity to gain even greater power if they could.
For the weak, this was a miracle.
Michael exhaled slowly. A fruit that could rewrite someone's fate.
This… this was priceless.
