OFR – Chapter 66 The Young Master Is Unrivaled in the World 2

When that sky lantern shifted from pale red to a glaring scarlet, the entire hall erupted in shock!
Who would have thought that such a spectacle could appear at a flower exhibition auction?

After all, even at the grand auctions filled with the richest elites—whether for antiques, rare treasures, jade, or calligraphy—such a moment of lighting the sky lantern was extremely rare.

Yes, every auction house was equipped with sky lanterns, but they were mostly just part of the standard facilities, almost never used.

But today, for the very first time since this exhibition hall was built, an unused lantern had blazed into life!
That piercing scarlet instantly became the most dazzling color in the entire room—without question!

Everyone turned in shock toward Box Six.

In an instant, this previously unremarkable private room drew the attention of the entire audience.

This mysterious name—Young Master Leng—suddenly appeared before everyone’s eyes with overwhelming force.
Who on earth was he?

That was the question on everyone’s mind.

At this moment—

Wang Qingyun stared at the scarlet lantern glowing above Box Six, his hands gripping the railing tightly.

When his initial shock faded, his expression gradually darkened.
The price of the Tang Phoenix Feather had already soared to 32 million!

This price had already exceeded the market ceiling. He had originally intended to buy at such a figure just to crush the entire crowd with sheer dominance—so that when it came time to bid for the most mysterious flower, the Ghost Orchid, no one would dare to challenge him.

Because for that final Ghost Orchid, he had also planned to light the lantern.

But now his entire plan was thrown into chaos—
By an unassuming, anonymous bidder he hadn’t even accounted for!

Young Master Leng? Anonymous bidder?

Before coming, Wang Qingyun had studied the invited guest list. That name wasn’t on it at all!

What did this mean?
It meant this person had merely bought his way in!
An entry ticket was only ten thousand, a private box just a hundred thousand!

Never in his wildest dreams did Wang Qingyun imagine that his plans would be disrupted by someone who had gotten in with a cheap ticket!

This enraged him.
But as the general manager of Exotic Flora Imports, he didn’t lose his composure or dignity.

Instead, he exhaled deeply, steadied his mood, and returned to his box with a gloomy face.

This was only the beginning. Lighting one lantern to show off—what was the point?
He comforted himself with this thought, though truthfully, he also felt a hint of relief.

Since an unexpected person had snatched away the Tang Phoenix Feather, that meant one fewer rival for the next two rare flowers.

After all, in Jianghai Province, there were very few who could spend tens of millions on a single flower.

And as for swallowing all three rare flowers in one breath—Wang Qingyun was certain no one in Jianghai’s floral industry had such audacity.

Even Elder Nan, when acquiring the seedlings of these three wonders, had nearly burned through half his fortune. Now that those seedlings had matured into finished blooms, their value had multiplied several times over!

When Wang Qingyun silently returned to his box, everyone understood—the first round of the Three Rare Flowers auction had come to an end!

This anonymous newcomer, Young Master Leng, had appeared out of nowhere and, with overwhelming might, secured the ultra-rare Tang Phoenix Feather!

The auctioneer, snapping out of her own shock, announced in a clear, melodious voice filled with awe:
“Box Six, anonymous bidder Young Master Leng, has lit the lantern! The ultra-rare Tang Phoenix Feather is now priced at 32 million! Does anyone wish to challenge the lantern?”

Challenge the lantern?

Even the arrogant Wang Qingyun hadn’t dared to do that—so naturally, no one else would attempt such madness.

After all, to challenge a lit lantern was to risk everything—you wound the enemy, but destroy yourself as well. No one could come away unscathed.

That was why, even at the nation’s top auctions, lantern duels were almost unheard of.

The auctioneer called three times, but no one responded. She then announced the winner of the first of the Three Rare Flowers.

Scattered applause followed.

Though not loud, it was rare enough, since nearly everyone present was an elite of Jianghai’s floral world. For them to clap at all was extraordinary.

Amid the applause, the Tang Phoenix Feather was carried away by attendants. Then, with utmost care, another rare flower was brought onto the stage.

This bloom was entirely golden, noble and regal, without a single blemish.

Under the lights, its beauty seemed otherworldly. Instead of reflecting the light away, the petals seemed to absorb it, adding to its aura of mystery.

This was the flower hailed as the Peerless Treasure—the Heavenly Lotus.

Though it lacked the visually stunning impact of the Tang Phoenix Feather, flower enthusiasts generally favored the Heavenly Lotus even more.

Its flawless purity made it beloved, and its practical effects—calming the mind, absorbing radiation, purifying air—far surpassed the Tang Phoenix Feather.

Even so, its market value was still lower, simply because the Tang Phoenix Feather’s reputation was unmatched.

An ultra-rare Heavenly Lotus was worth around 25 million.

The auctioneer, smiling, introduced the Heavenly Lotus. As she spoke, many guests recovered from the earlier shock of the lantern and began whispering among themselves.

A few minutes later, the bidding began, starting once again at 12 million.

Perhaps due to the staggering Tang Phoenix Feather price, many realized they couldn’t compete at that level.

So this time, fewer people joined in—most were from the second-floor boxes.

“Box 10, Miss Han Mengyun from Fengyun Gallery, bids 17 million!”
“Box 15, Mr. Zhang Wen from Jingtian Hall, bids 18 million!”
“Box 33, anonymous bidder, Mr. Warm Water, bids 20 million!”
“Box 10, Miss Han Mengyun from Fengyun Gallery, bids 21 million!”

Han Mengyun made several bids, clearly eager to claim the Heavenly Lotus. But when the price climbed to 24 million, she gave up.

After all, Fengyun Gallery didn’t have unlimited liquid funds.

At 24 million, the auction hall fell into silence once again.

“Box 32, anonymous bidder, Mr. Qilin, bids 24 million! Any higher offers?”

The auctioneer’s sweet voice rang out, but no one answered—
because this price was already at the market ceiling.