Very soon, after a few more rounds of auctions, the Tianxuan Grass was finally brought onto the stage.
Compared to the Green Feather Flower, Tianxuan Grass is a rare dicinal herb with extrely high dicinal value, required in the crafting of many high-grade pills.
Likewise, because of this, the competition for Tianxuan Grass is naturally quite fierce.
The starting bid reached eight million Spirit Stones.
In just a brief mont, through a few rounds of bidding, the price quickly escalated to fifteen million.
"Twenty million!"
"This Tianxuan Grass, my Lingdan Sect must have it."
Inside the fifth booth, Wu Yongjie, who had been silent for quite so ti, finally spoke up.
As soon as his bid was announced, the entire venue fell into a brief silence.
Soon, soone couldn’t help but start discussing.
"Did he just bid twenty million Spirit Stones directly?"
"The Tianxuan Grass is approximately worth this price. It seems the Lingdan Sect is determined to obtain it, but..."
Words ended here, amid discussions, everyone’s gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction of the fourth booth.
They were curious to know, after fiercely competing with Wu Yongjie and securing the Green Feather Flower, whether Mo Wangchen would make another move.
"Twenty-one million."
Sure enough, amid discussions, the calm voice of Mo Wangchen echoed from the fourth booth.
Wu Yongjie’s eyebrows furrowed imdiately, his face also darkened, looking very displeased.
"Twenty-five million!" he called out without hesitation.
During the previous bidding for the Green Feather Flower, Mo Wangchen caused him great embarrassnt, but this Tianxuan Grass, he must obtain it to restore his reputation.
"Twenty-six million." Mo Wangchen didn’t hesitate either. Almost as soon as Wu Yongjie’s voice fell, he also called out a new price.
"Thirty million."
Wu Yongjie scoffed coldly, determined not to let Mo Wangchen snatch the Tianxuan Grass this ti, otherwise, his dignity would suffer greatly.
"Thirty-one million."
However, Mo Wangchen was still bidding, and each ti he only raised the price by a re million Spirit Stones, giving the impression he was nearing his limit.
"Truly extravagant, after spending forty million Spirit Stones to claim the Green Feather Flower, this man can still afford to compete for the Tianxuan Grass with over thirty million Spirit Stones?"
"Who exactly is he? With such wealth, he cannot be an inconsequential figure."
Many were speculating, deeply puzzled and curious about Mo Wangchen’s identity.
Unfortunately, none present could provide them with answers.
"Thirty-five million!"
Wu Yongjie scoffed coldly, sitting confidently in the booth, he was extrely assertive, raising his bid by several million every ti Mo Wangchen announced a price.
"What? Are you out of Spirit Stones? Only adding a million each ti? If you don’t have the ability, there’s no need to force it, no one will laugh at you." Wu Yongjie spoke mockingly.
In the fourth booth, Mo Wangchen paused montarily, then spoke calmly, "I do have so Spirit Stones left, I just don’t see the need to raise the price so much, fearing you won’t be able to keep up."
"Ridiculous, as the Young Sect Master of Lingdan Sect, in terms of wealth, I am confident that within the Alchemy Realm, few can match . Ultimately, your Spirit Stones are running low, and yet you still boast without reason, what’s the point?" Wu Yongjie taunted, believing he had Mo Wangchen cornered.
"Thirty-six million."
Nonetheless, Mo Wangchen didn’t engage and instead followed Wu Yongjie’s bid with another increase of a million.
"Let’s see how long you can bluff."
Wu Yongjie scoffed coldly, then called out again, "Forty million."
"Wow!"
As this price erged, the venue erupted.
Nurous people couldn’t help but start talking.
"It’s already forty million..."
"This price matches the previous Green Feather Flower. Clearly, Wu Yongjie is determined to win this Tianxuan Grass."
Amid discussions, from the fifth booth, Wu Yongjie’s mocking voice echoed again, "Well? Are you done following? Or do you not have forty million Spirit Stones left?"
"Noisy."
Mo Wangchen dismissed him, then called out, "Forty-one million."
Once again, he only raised the bid by a million.
"Still following?"
"Forty-one million..."
"Adding the previous Green Feather Flower, this person has brought over eighty million Spirit Stones with him?"
"Is it true? With such financial resources, how many in the entire Lizhou can compare?"
Everyone was amazed by Mo Wangchen’s wealth, finding it unbelievable.
They struggled to imagine what it would feel like to carry so many Spirit Stones.
In the fifth booth, Wu Yongjie finally couldn’t help but frown again.
Clearly, with the price reaching this point, Mo Wangchen was still bidding, sothing Wu Yongjie hadn’t anticipated.
"Fifty million!"
After a mont of silence, he took a deep breath and directly called out a sky-high price that sent the entire venue into a frenzy.
"Fi... fifty million?!"
"My god, from forty-one million directly to fifty million?"
"Is this the world of the ’strong’..."
The crowd was dumbfounded. Fifty million, it sounded like just a number, but behind this number is a mountain of piled Spirit Stones.
Many, even throughout their entire lives, may not collect so many Spirit Stones, and may not even see such a sum.
Inside the fourth booth, after Wu Yongjie’s fifty million bid ca out, Mo Wangchen was silent for the first ti. A while later, his calm voice was heard, "No wonder you’re the Young Sect Master of Lingdan Sect, truly wealthy..."
As he said this, the crowd believed Mo Wangchen was reaching his limit, preparing to withdraw from this competition.
However, Mo Wangchen’s next words left everyone speechless and stunned.
"Unfortunately, today, you’ve t , this Tianxuan Grass, I’m determined to get it, one hundred million!" His voice was not loud but resonated powerfully, clearly echoing through the venue.
The venue suddenly fell into extre silence, a pin drop could be heard, everyone was stunned by the price Mo Wangchen shouted, feeling as if they’d misheard.
"One... one hundred million?"
"Did I hear wrong? Am I dreaming?"
"From fifty million directly to one hundred million? My god."
"It’s too crazy, how could soone so wealthy exist under heaven?"
Amid discussions, Mo Wangchen’s calm voice resonated again across the venue, "What do you say, Young Sect Master? I’ve bid one hundred million, do you still want to follow?"
"One hundred million!"
Wu Yongjie once again crushed the teacup in his hand, stood up with a swoosh, and his gaze was filled with disbelief.
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