The auction had begun.
A hush fell over the crowd as the curtain was drawn back, revealing the first item of the night—a pair of crimson silk gloves, embroidered with ancient runes that pulsed faintly with Qi.
"First on tonight's list," the auctioneer's voice rang out smoothly, "A pair of Flameweaver Gloves—crafted by the Fire Temple's long-lost artisan sect. These gloves amplify fire-based cultivation techniques, granting their wearer flame output rivaling that of a true Fire Spirit Attribute user. They refine Qi control and allow bare-handed channeling of flame arts without harm to the wearer. When worn, they can imbue any weapon or technique with blazing fire, turning every strike into a force of elemental destruction."
A small demonstration followed as a robed assistant onstage donned the gloves and conjured a dancing fireball between their palms, the crowd murmuring with interest.
"The bidding will start at five hundred and 500 silver coins," the auctioneer announced.
