And with that—
The auction finally concluded.
Fi Feng, his voice steadier now, took one final step forward.
"Thank you to everyone who graced this hall today."
He paused, casting a quick glance around the hall.
"To those who successfully won their treasures—please proceed to the redemption chambers outside this hall. The attendants will guide you."
With one last respectful bow toward the center stage where Heavenly Moon still stood, Fi Feng turned toward the side curtain. He walked slowly… then disappeared into the shadows.
A brief silence lingered over the hall. But slowly, one by one, the cultivators began to rise.
They all turned toward Heavenly Moon and bowed in unison.
She accepted it in silence. But her gaze was not on them.
It drifted—unwillingly upward, to the Sapphire Lobby where that impossible man had sat.
But now it was empty.
Quiet.
Who really is he…? she asked herself again.
There had been many saints in the world. But none like him.
