Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation Chapter 579: Final Auction Items (4)

Gao Ziyue took several seconds to respond, as though she were emerging from a deep dream. When she finally looked away from the egg, there was a gentle glow in her eyes, a light Kyrian had never seen before.

She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes."

She remained silent for a few moments before continuing, as though trying to find the right words to describe something she did not yet fully understand.

"I think... it chose me before it was even born."

Kyrian tilted his head slightly, genuine curiosity written across his face.

She smiled sheepishly, a smile that was almost shy.

"It sounds strange to say that..." She looked back toward the stage, toward the egg glowing beneath the lights.

"But some spiritual beasts possess a very special sensitivity. Even before they hatch, they can already sense the presence of certain people, as though there were an affinity that transcends rational understanding."

Her smile grew softer, more personal.

"After I met Azhura’k, I began spending much more time with spiritual beasts. At first, it was simply curiosity, an interest I couldn’t explain. Later... I started caring for wounded ones. Small ones, abandoned ones, lost ones."

A nostalgic smile appeared on her face, a memory that warmed her from within.

"I discovered that I liked it. Taking care of them, protecting them, watching something grow and flourish under my care. Now I have several beasts living in a protected area of the Sky Family’s territory, a sanctuary I created for them."

Her voice became warmer, more alive.

"Some were rescued from terrible situations. Others were born with me looking after them. There are even a few that simply decided never to leave. They found a home there and no longer want to go anywhere else."

Kyrian could easily imagine that scene, Gao Ziyue walking among creatures of every shape and size, her hands extended in care, her heart open to those who could not protect themselves.

Somehow, that image suited her perfectly.

Gao Ziyue looked at the egg once more, her eyes shining with a newfound light.

"But this one will be different. I don’t know its species. I don’t know what it will look like. I don’t even know what its temperament will be or whether it will possess any special abilities."

She smiled, a smile that was almost childlike in its purity.

"I like that uncertainty."

Kyrian understood immediately. For someone whose life had always been planned by others, whose path had been decided from birth, raising a new life from the very beginning held a special meaning. It was a chance to do something for herself, to build a bond that wasn’t defined by obligations or expectations.

On the stage, the auctioneer raised her voice once more, her professional tone returning.

"The opening bid... one hundred and fifty thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

Bidding plaques immediately began rising, a veritable rain of offers.

"One hundred and eighty!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Two hundred and twenty!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

The price climbed effortlessly, the competition was fierce. Within moments, it had reached three hundred thousand, then three hundred and twenty thousand, then three hundred and forty thousand.

When the price reached three hundred and fifty thousand medium-grade spirit stones, Gao Ziyue finally spoke. Her voice passed through the room’s spiritual formation and underwent the same alteration as before, becoming completely unrecognizable, deep, neutral, ageless, without gender.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

The moment that voice echoed throughout the hall, the effect on the competition was immediate and devastating. Hundreds of people instinctively lifted their heads, their eyes turning upward toward the room everyone knew about, yet few had ever seen occupied.

"The Sky Family’s room..."

"They’ve made another bid!"

"So there really is someone in there, it isn’t just a legend!"

Even several owners of the VIP rooms sighed, acknowledging defeat before even attempting to compete. A middle-aged man seated in a lavishly decorated private room let out a bitter laugh as he shook his head.

"It’s over."

Beside him, his daughter frowned, still unconvinced.

"Father, we can still compete. It’s not too late."

He slowly shook his head, his gesture filled with resignation.

"We can. But we shouldn’t. It’s not worth the risk."

In another private room, an elderly merchant calmly put away his bidding plaque, his narrow eyes thoughtful and calculating.

"A spiritual beast isn’t worth making an enemy of the Sky Family. There will be other treasures, other items that won’t bring us trouble."

The conversations throughout the hall all reached practically the same conclusion. No one wanted to compete. Not because they lacked the resources, for many present possessed fortunes capable of rivaling those of small nations.

But because there was simply no reason to challenge the most respected family in the Sky Caravan, to attract either their attention or their hostility.

The auctioneer waited several seconds, her eyes sweeping across the entire hall in search of any sign of further competition. No new bidding plaque was raised, and no voice rose to challenge the offer. She smiled professionally.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand... going once."

Silence.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand... going twice."

Still, no one answered.

She raised the small gavel, her movement slow and theatrical.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand..."

"Sold!"

A round of polite applause echoed throughout the hall, a courteous acknowledgment of the transaction. Yet many eyes still turned toward the upper room, trying in vain to glimpse something through the spiritual glass.

Gao Ziyue slowly released the breath she hadn’t even realized she had been holding, her shoulders relaxing as though a burden had been lifted. A small smile naturally appeared on her lips, one that brightened her entire face.

"Now..." She leaned back against the sofa once more, allowing herself to relax completely.

"He’s mine."

Kyrian smiled faintly as he watched the almost childlike satisfaction written across her face. It was the first time that evening he had seen her so genuinely happy, so free from the masks she usually wore. She looked like a child who had just received the gift she had wished for most.

A few seconds later, she stood up, her movements filled with newfound energy.

"I’m going to show you something interesting."

Kyrian followed her with curious eyes, watching as she walked toward the room’s entrance. Beside the door, almost imperceptible at first glance, was a small jade panel embedded in the wall.

When Gao Ziyue gently placed her fingers upon it, numerous spiritual runes lit up one after another, forming a complex pattern that seemed to come alive beneath her touch.

A communication circle silently formed in the air, a formation far more sophisticated than ordinary transmission stones. She spoke calmly, her voice carrying quiet authority.

"The Spiritual Beast Pouch and the Spiritual Beast Egg may now be delivered."

Her voice disappeared into the formation, absorbed by the energy pulsing around it. The runes glowed for a few more moments before fading completely, the circle dispersing like mist beneath the sun.

Kyrian stepped closer, observing the mechanism with interest.

"Only authorized staff can receive messages from this room. It’s a precaution to protect the occupants’ privacy."

She smiled faintly.

"It’s quite convenient."

Not even a minute passed before two soft knocks echoed against the door, a sound that seemed to come from very far away, muffled by the enchanted wood.

Gao Ziyue turned toward Kyrian, her eyes shining with anticipation. The gentle smile remained on her lips, a smile meant only for him.

"It seems they’ve arrived."

She walked toward the door while absentmindedly tucking a strand of her long black hair behind her ear, a gesture so natural that she didn’t even realize she had done it. Then she placed her hand upon the doorknob, her fingers wrapping around the cool metal.

Outside, the auction continued as though nothing had happened, oblivious to the moment unfolding in the room above. But for Gao Ziyue, at that instant, the outside world had ceased to exist. The only thing that mattered was what was about to happen, the meeting with the violet egg that, somehow, she already felt belonged to her.