"1.35 million!"
"1.4 million!"
"1.5 million!"
In the Black Market auction hall of the Chu State Commerce, the bids resound one after another. Three to four dozen Foundation Establishment and even Golden Core Main Priests were red-faced and eager, throwing caution to the wind in their bidding war for a Magical Treasure.
After a Golden Core bidders spoke out the high price of 1.8 million, the hall abruptly fell silent, and no one dared to raise the bid further.
"It's just a Blood Poison Shuttle, merely a low-grade magical treasure—there's no need to spend so many spirit stones."
"Ancestor, the family has already invited Master Wu to personally refine a suitable magical treasure for you. Why not just give up on this Blood Poison Shuttle?"
"Damn it, which fool dares to spend so lavishly!"
Inside the auction hall, the vast majority lost interest in bidding, many cultivators inwardly cursing, hating those big spenders the most.
