C52 (1/2)

”Second auction item, Soul Cultivator's technique. Starting price, one million gold coins.”

As Shang Fei's voice fell, the entire auction ground descended into silence.

Quite a number of people shook their heads when they heard the price. Clearly, most people were not too keen on spending a million to try their luck.

In fact, in terms of value, if this item was useful, even five million gold coins wouldn't be much. After all, being able to become a Soul Cultivator was something most martial artists would dream of, but the chances of that happening were too low, so low that it was almost impossible. Thus, the current situation could not be avoided.

After a while, the entire auction place was still silent. Shang Fei shook his head helplessly. However, he did know that among the items auctioned, this item was the hardest to sell.

Therefore, he was prepared to open his mouth again after musing for a moment, in an attempt to arouse some people's interest.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth, a young voice suddenly sounded out in the auction ground.

”One million one hundred thousand gold coins.”

A smile as if a heavy burden had been lifted as he looked at the box where the voice had originated from. Currently, it was the start of the auction, and if there were to be a flurry of auctions, it would deal a great blow to the atmosphere that was about to arise. Fortunately, he did not need to worry about it.

When this somewhat calm voice sounded out, it instantly attracted quite a few surprised gazes. As they stared at the booth, private conversations broke out.

”Looks like there are people who are still hoping for a fluke and want to give it a try.”

”Such a young voice, he must be the son of some great power. Heh, it's normal for such a character to lose a million words.”

However, most people were not optimistic. There were even some teasing remarks. Clearly, in the eyes of the crowd, this one million and one hundred thousand gold coins were definitely wasted.

In another booth, when Luo Qingtian and his son heard the price, their eyes narrowed.

”Father, this voice is definitely from that fellow Cang Yun. He seems to have taken a fancy to this item. Should we snatch it away?” Rosella asked with a sinister glint in his eyes.

”No need to fight over it, raise the price a little, don't let him get it so easily, this thing is useless to anyone, just letting that old thing Cang Yuan Feng get it with some money.” Cang Yuanfeng pondered for a moment, and answered craftily.

Hearing this, Rosella's eyes lit up and she nodded with a sinister smile.

”One million one hundred thousand gold coins, does anyone else want to bid?” On the stone platform, Shang Fei asked with a smile.

The auction also remained silent. Seeing this, Cang Yun, who was in the box, smiled and sighed in relief. If one could obtain this item at the lowest price, one would not lose too much by being unable to cultivate.

However, just when everyone thought that no one would raise the bid, a mocking voice suddenly sounded from another private box.

”One million three hundred thousand.”

As the voice sounded out, the crowd was momentarily stunned before a series of loud exclamations broke out.

Countless gazes moved between the two boxes that were bidding, and their expressions immediately became somewhat interesting.

”It seems like enemies have met. This is going to be a good show.”