After a moment of silence, the room erupted.
How could one person claim every good thing in the world?
When Soul Nourishing Wood appeared on the auction list, several factions had quietly shifted their priorities, directing as much money as possible toward it.
So even after Luo Chen made his bid with all the force of his earlier high-profile purchases behind him, others followed close on his heels.
"The Qian Family bids 2.3 million! Fellow Daoist, I noticed that everything you bought earlier was ore related to water and earth. Presumably, you mean to craft a Magic Treasure with those attributes. Soul Nourishing Wood is a treasure of the Nether Soul Wood Attribute, so it may not suit what you're making. Why not do the Qian Family a favor?"
Luo Chen glanced at the private room the voice had come from. He offered no reply, only spoke coldly.
"2.5 million."
"You!"
The Qian Family Cultivator clearly had not expected Luo Chen to brush him off so thoroughly.
But before they could make any threats, a third bidder entered this war without smoke or fire.
"2.7 million!"
After the bid, a lovely woman's voice rang out from that side, sounding almost mocking.
"Qian Ting, you've thrown your weight around Cold Light Island for so long that you think everyone has to show the Qian Family respect?"
In the Qian Family's private room, Qian Ting, dressed in a splendid robe glittering with gold, looked decidedly grim.
He recognized the owner of that voice.
She ruled another of the Immortal Isles and commanded a sect with a thousand-year legacy.
Her faction was not especially large, but it held its own territory and supported itself. Unlike the Qian Family, it had no need to live at Emerald Cold True Person's pleasure.
His face darkening,