Lin Xuan could not help frowning. It seemed the wealth of the Spirit World was far beyond what he had imagined.
He pressed a hand to his forehead. Just what would this first treasure be? Was there any need to take a gamble?
Before the thought had even finished turning through his mind, the cultivators below had already begun bidding.
Twenty thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones truly were enough to make most cultivators shrink back, but among the cultivators able to come here, naturally most had ample fortunes, and there was no lack of free-handed sorts. Since they had spare money on hand, there was nothing wrong with playing a round. Presumably, they would not end up with trash.
So the moment Master Mo's words fell, bids rang out at once.
"Twenty thousand!"
"Twenty-one thousand."
"Twenty-two thousand."
"Twenty-five thousand."
As soon as this voice emerged, the hall immediately fell into a brief silence. It was not that the price had risen to an unacceptable level, but that no one even knew what the treasure was, so there truly was no need to go mad and follow along in snatching it up. Though the convention was unlikely to bring out something to fool people, no one had any bottom in their hearts as to just how much it was worth.
If they spent too many Spirit Stones here, and a treasure they truly needed appeared later, only for the wealth they had brought to be insufficient, would that not be abandoning the root to chase the branch? They would have nowhere to cry.
As for the cultivator who had added three thousand Spirit Stones in one breath, he was a fat man with a plump head and large ears, wearing golden-yellow clothes that were actually printed all over with things like