The gazes were filled with varying lights among all those within the ten private rooms, as they looked at the gloves on the tray.
Most of them felt an overwhelming excitement, mixed with immense anticipation.
In Room Ten, the blue-clad elder stiffened and suddenly stood up from his chair.
"A Spiritual Item."
The blue-clad elder mumbled to himself.
"I want it. If I present it to my father, he will surely be greatly pleased," Young Master Qi said with a full smile.
"The Young Master's words are true. If the Sect Master obtains this item, not only will his powers improve, but the Young Master's status in his eyes will rise sharply. However, this Spiritual Item might not come cheap," the blue-clad elder said respectfully.
"As long as I can buy it, no matter how high the price, what does it matter?"
Young Master Qi showed complete indifference.
While such a scene was unfolding in Room Ten, similar scenarios were playing out in the other rooms.
