Chapter 110 - 110 Bidding war (2/2)

''The bottom 20 of the 100 ranks are the 'easiest target' for people who aim to reach the top 100 and enter the 'Vermilion realm'. But the fight for the bottom spots of the top 100 will also be much more bloody because of this, whereas someone ranked in the top 20 won't receive nearly a fifth of the challenges that the bottom rankers will.''

Realization finally dawned on the black dragon's face as he asked

''So master wants to enter the top 20 to avoid most of the challenges while still securing your rank!''

Shun Long smiled as he nodded his head and said

''That, and to teach Fu Peizhi a lesson. Since he dared to challenge me just to teach me a lesson, it's about time I knock him off his high horse.''

While Shun Long and little Black were chatting, the auction hall had turned into a bidding battlefield as the price for Shun Long's wine had already reached 24.000 spirit stones.

''24.500''

Fu Lingtian's voice sounded from private room number 4 as he looked at Meng Shao inside private room number 6.

''25.000! Old crap Fu, stop fighting with me over this wine. You have been stuck at the 9th rank of the Heaven grade for 400 years, no matter how miraculous the wine is, it won't help you breakthrough to the Spirit realm!''

''26.000! You old shit Meng, talk to me again after you reach the peak of the Heaven grade! This wine is mine!''

''27.000''

The price for the wine had reached such a huge number, that only the old patriarchs of the Fu and the Meng families still dared to compete with each other for it.

The higher echelons of the 'Treasure Pavilion' who were watching the bidding war, felt a pain in their hearts as they saw the price of the wine rise non-stop. Even if they subtracted the 5% that their pavilion took as payment, the price was still much higher than their original estimations.

''30.000! Meng Shao, are you still going to fight with me over this?''

Gritting his teeth, Meng Shao called out

''31.000! Don't be crazy old fart! This is almost the price of 2 rank 4 medicinal herbs! Even you must feel the pain after losing so many spirit stones at once!''

''32.000!'' Fu Lingtian called out with a determined look in his eyes. Fatty Fu's knees were now trembling as he watched his grandfather.

Meng Shao exploded in rage after hearing Fu Lingtian's voice again. 32.000 spirit stones was a huge amount even for the old patriarch of the Meng family.

''You crazy old fart! Fine! Since one barrel of wine has already appeared, I don't believe that another one won't appear in the future again!''

With that, Meng Shao finally decided to stop bidding, allowing Fu Lingtian to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Inside his private room, Shun Long's eyes were shining brightly as he thought of the more than 60.000 spirit stones that would be entering his pocket soon.

Barely 10 minutes had passed, when Ma Tengfei along with Yin Xing then arrived in the private room.