Ning Liu looked at Ning Rongrong, who was snuggling in his arms like a kitten, and a doting smile appeared on his lips.
He gently patted the girl's back, signaling her to calm down, and then turned his gaze back to the auction stage.
Just as the people in the audience were saying, this second set of soul bones was far less eye-catching than the first set.
The bidding was sparse and not nearly as intense as before.
"One million five hundred thousand gold soul coins!"
Two million!
"I'll offer two and a half million!"
Clearly, the price increase is not happening very quickly.
Moreover, there is a considerable pause between each price increase, indicating that many people are hesitant and observing.
Just two rooms away from Ning Liu's private room, Flander frowned and couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.
"A bunch of short-sighted fools! This set of soul bones is worth far more than that set of offensive soul bones in some situations! And yet they're still picking and choosing here!"
His shrewd eyes were filled with the heartache of a businessman seeing his treasures gathering dust.
Yu Xiaogang, standing next to him, adjusted his glasses and calmly shook his head:
"Flander, you can't see it that way."
"The mainstream view in the Soul Master world has always been that offense is valued over defense, let alone pure support."
"From the perspective of the major sects, investing such a huge amount of resources in a support-type Soul Master who may never be able to break through to the Title Douluo level is too risky and too low-return."
Yu Xiaogang's voice carried a hint of helplessness:
"Rather than betting on a support-type genius with an uncertain future, they would rather use the same resources to cultivate a powerful offensive-type Soul Emperor, or even a Soul Saint, who can genuinely enhance the sect's combat strength. That's the reality."
Flanders opened his mouth, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.
He knew that what Yu Xiaogang said was true, but he still felt aggrieved.
If this set of soul bones were given to Oscar of Shrek Academy...
Inside the Spirit Hall's private room, the atmosphere was completely silent.
Ju Douluo Yueguan glanced at Pope Bibi Dong, who was sitting beside him, out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing her elegant posture and calm expression, and that the four soul bones on the stage showed no interest in this batch, she wisely withdrew her gaze and calmly closed her eyes to rest.
On the other side of the venue, in a private room, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Dragon Lord Meng Shu and Snake Lady Chao Tianxiang sat side by side, their faces calm and expressionless.
Behind them stood their granddaughter, Meng Yiran, and Oscar, who had married into the family from Shrek Academy.
At that moment, Oscar felt as if an invisible kitten's paw was scratching his heart, making him both itchy and anxious.
His gaze was fixed on the four soul bones, especially the "Healing Spring Left Leg Bone" and the "Azure Heart Glazed Right Arm Bone," and he was practically drooling.
"The Fountain of Life... The Protection of Crystal..."
He lowered his voice and excitedly spoke to Meng Yiran beside him.
“Yiran, look…this is practically tailor-made for me! If I could absorb them…”
If a food-type Soul Master possesses the ability to instantly heal and purify negative status effects, their role in the team will undergo a qualitative leap!
Moreover, food-type Soul Masters naturally cultivate slowly!
If he had these soul bones, his soul power would increase by several levels!
One step ahead can lead to many more!
Looking at his drooling expression, Meng Yiran found it both amusing and pitying, and could only whisper words of comfort:
"Don't even think about it, Grandpa Long and the others won't buy this."
"The family's focus this time is very clear: to acquire head-type soul bones, offensive soul bones, or control-type soul bones!"
Oscar's excitement vanished instantly.
He knew, of course, that he was just an outsider, a son-in-law who had married into the Long family.
Now that the Dragon Lord and Snake Lady value him, it is already an immense favor. How could they possibly spend millions of gold soul coins to bid for such a soul bone?
He could only watch longingly, feeling a pang of jealousy.
On the auction stage, DouDou had already asked twice.
"Seven million eight hundred thousand gold soul coins! Are there any VIPs willing to bid higher?"
"This is a treasure that can instantly change the fate of a support or defense-type Soul Master!"
The audience was completely silent.
This price seems to be the limit for most people. It's not worth it for a support class.
"Seven million eight hundred thousand, for the first time!"
DouDou raised the auction gavel in her hand.
"Seven million eight hundred thousand, the second time!"
Just as the auction gavel was about to fall, Ning Liu, in his private box, finally withdrew his gaze, looked down at Ning Rongrong in his arms who was almost pouting, and asked with a soft laugh:
"want to?"
"think!"
Ning Rongrong nodded emphatically, her eyes sparkling.
"Alright then," Ning Liu pinched her cheek.
"Name your own price."
"ah?"
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then her little face flushed with excitement. She understood what Ning Liu meant.
She straightened her back, walked to the window of the private room, cleared her throat, and called out:
"Ten million gold soul coins!"
If the previous bidding was like a trickle, then Ning Rongrong's shout was like a boulder crashing into a calm lake, stirring up towering waves!
After a brief period of deathly silence, the entire auction hall erupted into a deafening uproar!
"Insane! Insane! Who is it?! They just jumped the price to ten million?!"
"Who...who is this sucker? Does he have so much money he doesn't know what to do with it?"
"Ten million gold soul coins to buy a set of support-oriented thousand-year soul bones? Are you out of your mind?!"
"According to Liuli Tian's announcement, there are three more sets of thousand-year-old soul bones to come!"
Countless gazes, filled with shock, doubt, confusion, and mockery, converged on the direction from which the sound came.
In the private room of the Dragon and Snake Goddess, Oscar was completely dumbfounded, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
He stared blankly in that direction, his heart filled with mixed feelings—envy and jealousy.
Moreover, that business deal just now sounded somewhat familiar to him.
On the auction stage, even the experienced DouDou was stunned for a moment before she reacted.
"Ten million... ten million gold soul coins! This distinguished guest has bid ten million gold soul coins! Is there... is there a higher bid?!"
Her question seemed so superfluous at this moment.
Throughout the entire venue, apart from the occasional gasps of astonishment, no one else raised an open bid.
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