"Something urgent has come up at home, so I'm selling a ticket. Highest bidder gets it!"
At those words, the crowd first fell silent.
Then it erupted.
"One hundred Spirit Stones! Little brother, sell the ticket to me!"
"One hundred? Brother, aren't you taking advantage of this little brother? I'll offer one hundred and one!"
"Heh, a bunch of paupers. I was only late, that's all. One hundred and fifty. Sell the ticket to me."
"Fellow Daoist, how about one hundred and sixty? That's no small sum."
"I offer one hundred and seventy!"
"One hundred and eighty, no more than that. Kid, you'd better know when to stop. There are Jade Cauldron Sword Sect disciples watching nearby."
At the center of the crowd, Luo Chen wore a troubled expression.
"If it weren't for an urgent matter at home, I truly wouldn't want to miss this grand event. Sigh, forget it. One hundred and eighty, going once. One hundred and eighty, going twice. One hundred and—"
"Two hundred!"
Two diamond-shaped crystals flew over swiftly, then floated quietly before Luo Chen.
Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!
These were not merely worth two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones. On the black market, they could fetch several extra Low-Grade Spirit Stones at a premium.
Luo Chen looked up and saw a burly man approaching, over two meters tall and built like a bear.
The man said nothing. He simply extended his hand and took the jade token serving as the ticket from Luo Chen's grasp.
This time, Luo Chen did not put on an act. He honestly handed it over.
He truly did not dare resist.
Even if he had called for a higher bid, the others probably would not have dared to raise it.
That was because this burly man radiated the might of the Foundation