Fantasy + No System + Invincible爽文 (Satisfying Reading) + Fast Pace + No Suffering for the Protagonist + Humor
Qin Feng joined the Qing Xuan Sect, but after two and a half years, he remained ...
"Hey senior sister, it's just an auction, no need to get so worked up." Qin Feng was amused by her.
"You don't understand. It's painful to see so many good things fall into other people's hands." Yin Tiantian showed a pained expression.
Everyone laughed.
"Why don't you make the offer? It's a skill," Qin Feng suggested.
“No problem, it’s just bluffing, watch me.” Yin Tiantian readily agreed.
Someone has already made an offer: "1.5 million."
The person immediately raised the price by 300,000, which made Yin Tiantian frown.
She retorted, "One million seven hundred thousand."
"One million eight hundred thousand."
"One million nine hundred thousand."
Two million.
Prices are very tight, and judging from this trend, there won't be a result anytime soon.
Yin Tiantian gritted her teeth, steeled her resolve, and said calmly, "Two and a half million."
The price suddenly increased by 500,000, causing the entire room to fall silent.
The others were genuinely intimidated.
Yin Tiantian winked smugly at the group.
"Two and a half million for the first time. This is a rare immortal fruit, which has wonderful uses in strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy. Are there any other fellow Daoists who would like to bid?" Mei'er's voice rang out, and the countdown began.
At this moment, a voice came from the third room upstairs, someone who hadn't bid in the previous auction of the Purple Cloud Fruit.
"Two million six hundred thousand."
Mei'er was overjoyed. She was already quite satisfied with the price of 2.5 million, and now there was an increase in the price, which made her very happy.
Yin Tiantian was not very happy. She thought she had everything under control, but then a surprise attack came out of nowhere.
This price is already very high, so she didn't dare to make a decision on her own and looked at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng nodded, "Go ahead and shoot."
Yin Tiantian exhaled a breath of stale air, gritted her teeth, and said, "Three million."
Mei'er was overjoyed. "Three million for the first time, will the friend in room number three bid again? Otherwise, this Purple Cloud Fruit will belong to the fellow Daoist in room number two."
Just a moment later, the somewhat annoyed voice of the person in room number three rang out, "Three million and one thousand."
He then added, "I am Xiao Yong from the Xiaoxiao Gang. Please give me some face, fellow Daoist."