Chapter 130 Competition

Chapter 130 Competition

forty thousand……

Such a price was clearly communicated throughout the auction venue.

The scene, which had seemed a bit noisy, suddenly became much quieter.

Obviously, the price of a spiritual bird is about 30,000 spirit stones.

Besides, this Lingwu tree is less than a thousand years old.

Forty thousand spirit stones is almost the highest level that many people can accept.

Those who were originally planning to continue bidding suddenly fell silent.

It’s not that they don’t have spirit stones to continue competing, but they have secretly estimated in their hearts that if they continue to add more, it would not be worth it.

"Forty thousand... one thousand spirit stones."

However, on the second-floor attic, there was still someone who was determined to get this thing and had no intention of giving up, so he continued to bid a higher price.

"Forty-two thousand."

Ji Chen had almost no hesitation. The moment the other party's voice fell, he added another thousand spirit stones and continued to raise the price.

"The person who is making the bid now is Ji Chen?"

In room number six, a young man in a python robe was sitting quietly. He was Su Nancheng, the Holy Son of Xuan Country.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously recognizing Ji Chen's identity from the voice.

"Ji Chen?"

"Is this the person that the Holy Son met in Ninghai Pavilion last night?"

Beside Su Nancheng, there were several young elites from the Xuan Kingdom who came here with him, all of whom were nobles of the Holy Dynasty.

Obviously, they knew something about the relationship between Ji Chen and the Holy Dynasty.

“Haha… There are all kinds of Lingwu of this age in our Holy Dynasty. It is not worth mentioning at all. But he is willing to spend more than 40,000 Lingshi to bid for it. He is indeed worthy of being a small figure from a small place.”

Su Nancheng smiled coldly.

Ji Chen is a member of the Ji family of Yun State.

Yangcheng, a small border town in the Yun Kingdom, is pitifully small compared to a behemoth like the Holy Dynasty.

A long time ago, Su Nancheng had inquired about Ji Chen's information from many sources and learned that he had not been living a happy life in the Ji family since he was a child.

Therefore, for someone like Ji Chen, an eight-hundred-year-old spiritual crow is indeed a rare treasure from heaven and earth.

But for Su Nancheng, as the holy son of Xuan Country, he almost grew up eating this kind of spiritual crow and did not find it so strange.

"Forty thousand spirit stones should be a lot for him. How can he afford it?" A young nobleman couldn't help but speak.

Su Nancheng said, "Although this person's background is not worth mentioning, he does know some people in Yun Country, such as Dan King Yun Mu. The spirit stones on him are probably related to Dan Tower."

"fifty thousand!"

While Su Nancheng and the others were discussing, the price of Lingwu continued to rise.

Finally, Ji Chen shouted out 50,000 spirit stones, and the whole place immediately fell silent.

The few people who were still competing with him no longer planned to continue bidding.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones for the first time, is there a higher price?"

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Chifeng, who was hosting the auction, cleared his throat and continued, "Fifty thousand spirit stones for the second time."

"Fifty thousand spirit stones... for the third time!"

"make a deal!"

Boom!

As he finished speaking, the final decision was made, and finally the winner of this spiritual crow was confirmed.

"Brother Ji, this Lingwu... is not worth fifty thousand Lingshi at all, right?"

In room number 17, Liang Shengyun couldn't understand what was going on. If it were him, he would feel that five thousand spirit stones were not worth it.

"The price is secondary. What matters most is whether you like it or not." Ji Chen said in a calm voice.

Soon, a servant brought Lingwu to room No. 17 and handed it to Ji Chen.

He checked for a moment, and after making sure that everything was correct, he generously took out 50,000 spirit stones and handed them to the other party.

"The next item to be auctioned is the second item of tonight's auction..."

The auction continued, and as Chiffon's voice fell, he flipped his palm again, took out another wooden box, and placed it on the auction table.

When everyone looked over, they saw that the wooden box contained a rare flower, which was also a kind of high-grade medicinal herb.

"This is a three-color flower, which is used when refining elixirs of grade six or above..."

"The starting price is still 10,000 spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than 1,000. The highest bidder wins."

"I'll give you 15,000!"

"sixteen thousand!"

"Seventeen thousand..."

As Chiffon's voice fell, everyone in the audience started bidding, and the competition was as fierce as that of Lingwu just now.

"Brother Ji, you don't want this thing anymore, do you?"

In room number 17, Liang Shengyun couldn't help but glance at Ji Chen. Seeing an interested look on the other's face, he couldn't help but frown.

"Why not?"

Ji Chen smiled and immediately shouted, "I'll pay thirty thousand!"

"Uh……"

As soon as the price was announced, the whole audience fell silent for a moment.

Someone was surprised and asked, "Directly increased from 17,000 to 30,000?"

"So rich? Who is this guy?"

"Isn't it that he also took the photo of the Lingwu just now?"

"How can his origin be simple if he can sit in the second-floor attic?"

As everyone was discussing, a slightly hoarse voice came from a room on the second floor attic. The person who spoke was obviously an old man, "My friend, you just got an 800-year-old Lingwu plant. How about giving this tricolor flower to me? Thirty-five thousand spirit stones."

"What are you talking about, senior? Does the auction house have a rule that if you bid on something first, you can't bid later? Forty thousand." Ji Chen felt a little confused and ignored the other party, but shouted out a higher price.

"In that case, let's see if you really have the financial resources to compete with me."

The old man did not get angry, but smiled faintly, then shouted, "Forty-five thousand."

"fifty thousand!"

However, he seemed to have underestimated Ji Chen's determination for the tricolor flower. Almost the moment the old man's voice fell, Ji Chen added another 5,000 spirit stones at once without hesitation, raising the price to 50,000.

"Fifty-five thousand."

But the old man had no intention of backing down and also increased the amount by five thousand.

"Sixty thousand."

Ji Chen continued to raise the price, as if he had never even blinked.

"Ok?"

Hearing his calm voice, the old man finally couldn't help but frowned slightly.

After seeming to hesitate for a moment, he shouted, "Sixty thousand... one thousand spirit stones."

Obviously, the value of this tricolor flower is no more than 50,000 spirit stones at most.

Now if we continue to add like this, the old man thinks it is not worth it.

Seeing him like this, Ji Chen couldn't help but smile, and then shouted again, "70,000."

"Seventy...seventy thousand?"

"Is this guy crazy?"

"This old man has obviously been willing to give in. If he had added one thousand, others might have given in. I didn't expect him to be so wealthy and generous that he directly asked for seventy thousand?"

In the auction venue, everyone's faces were filled with shock.

"Brother Ji..."

Liang Shengyun really wanted to speak up and persuade him, but in the end he could only sigh.