"One million seven hundred thousand." Ayao added the money expressionlessly.
Huh?
Which female cultivator is so bold as to dare to snatch it from Murong Ke?
The private rooms were numbered. They looked toward room number twelve, which was where Nangong Qi and A Yao were, but unfortunately they could only see blurry figures.
Murong Ke, inside private room number seven, was furious. Which woman was so bold? The voice was unfamiliar, unlike the shrewish women he knew.
"Two million," Lou Munan raised the price.
Everyone stared in disbelief, all turning to look at the private room number twenty-four where Lou Munan was. Who was this? He suddenly added 300,000 high-grade spirit stones! Who was this rich guy? Even if you're rich, you shouldn't be so extravagant! This already exceeded the value of the fire gold.
Murong Ke was furious. Which bastard was trying to steal it from him again?
He angrily shouted, "Two million one hundred thousand."
"Two million two hundred thousand," Ayao said calmly.
When Murong Ke heard A Yao's offer, he was furious, but he didn't want to raise the price any further. So, he gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the private room number twelve.
Everyone assumed that with a price as high as 1.2 million, no one would raise the price further. But then a voice came from private room number 24: "2.5 million."
Two and a half million!!
Who on earth is so extravagant? Everyone was shocked, as another 300,000 high-grade spirit stones were added in one go.
Whether it was the guests on the first floor or the private rooms on the second floor, all eyes were on private room number twenty-four. The old man on the auction stage also became somewhat interested. Who was in private room number twenty-four again?
He sent a telepathic message to one of the people in charge present, who replied that he was a mysterious guest from the Southern Region who had come in disguise. His name and strength were unknown, but he was definitely at the Void Refinement stage.
A Yao coldly stared at Lou Munan across from her. This bastard was deliberately trying to provoke her. If she continued to bid, he would keep chasing the price. This bastard would never care about the spirit stones. It was really boring to argue with him like this, so she gave up.
The gray-robed old man on the auction stage looked at A Yao's side and, not hearing the guests in private room number twelve bidding against her, smiled and said, "It seems no one will raise the price anymore, so this piece of fire gold belongs to the fellow Daoist in private room number twenty-four."
He was extremely satisfied to have sold this piece of fire gold for 2.5 million high-grade spirit stones; it far exceeded his expectations. The higher the price, the more money Tianbao Pavilion would make, which naturally pleased him.
Soon, someone from Tianbao Pavilion arrived at Lou Munan's private room carrying the box containing the fire gold, and respectfully said, "Senior, this is your treasure."
Lou Munan casually tossed a storage bag over, and after the other party checked the spirit stones in the storage bag and confirmed that there were none, he immediately left respectfully.
The auction continued, and the second item in this batch of materials was a bottle of red phosphorus liquid, with a starting bid of 1.2 million high-grade spirit stones.
Outside, bidding was underway. Nangong Qi looked at A Yao and asked, "The guest in private room number twenty-four sounds like Senior Brother Xu from the Divine Dream Sect. Is it him?"
Nangong Yang, who was standing nearby, also spoke up: "It sounds like Young Master Xu's voice. So the Divine Dream Sect has come too."
He and Nangong Shuo next to him both gave A Yao strange looks, and then looked at the private room number 24 across the way. It was no secret that Xu Fengzhi and Miss Lu Qi had a relationship. With Young Master Xu being so argumentative, it seemed that he and Miss Lu Qi had really fallen out.
It's good that we broke up!
The Shenmeng Sect and the Youyun Nangong family have been on good terms for generations, but due to A Yao, the relationship between the two families has become somewhat strained. Nangong Qi and Xu Fengzhi have known each other since they were three years old, and they have always disliked each other.
Nangong Qi himself didn't understand why he, who could get along with almost everyone, couldn't get along with Xu Fengzhi, a guy whose personality wasn't particularly bad. But even so, he never expected that one day, the two of them would fall in love with the same woman. Could it be that this was fate?
Is this the reason why the two of them have never gotten along since childhood?
“Boring guy,” Ayao said, her voice very cold.
Nangong Qi was curious about how Ayao and Xu Fengzhi had fallen out, but now was not the time to ask.
The auction is ongoing.
When it came time to auction the eighth item from this batch of treasures, they encountered something that A-Yao had her eye on.
On the auction stage, a piece of spirit bronze floated up from a box held by a female cultivator. This spirit bronze was no more than the size of a fist, with pitted marks on its surface, and exuded a rich earth-attribute spiritual energy.
"The Secret Spirit Copper weighs twelve taels. The starting bid is 1.4 million high-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 50,000 high-grade spirit stones higher," said the gray-robed elder.
"One million four hundred thousand."
One hundred and forty-five.
"One million five hundred thousand."
"One million six hundred thousand."
The calls for bids rose and fell in waves.
"One million seven hundred thousand," Ayao offered.
As soon as she made her bid, Lou Munan across the table immediately followed up: "One million eight hundred thousand."
"Two million," said Murong Ke from private room number seven.
“Two million two hundred thousand,” Ayao said.
"Two and a half million." Lou Munan smiled at A Yao.
Murong Ke gritted his teeth: "Two million eight hundred thousand."
The surroundings fell silent for a moment. This Murong family patriarch was incredibly arrogant; it seemed he really needed this Mystic Copper! Hearing the price, everyone gave up one by one.
This price is too high.
Murong Ke thought no one would raise the price, but then a clear, melodious female voice rang out from private room number twelve: "Three million."
Dead silence!
Everyone stared in disbelief for a moment.
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