Demonic Transformation

"Two million!"

The moment two million was called, the venue fell silent.

Yet cultivators still continued bidding.

The bids still rose by increments of a hundred thousand, several hundred thousand.

"Three million!"

Lu Jing sat upright.

He did not dare lower his head to look at the ring in his hand.

Of course, he did not have that many Spirit Stones. He had borrowed all of them from that senior. In any case, he had his Yin God as collateral. So long as that senior did not stop him, he felt he could use them cautiously.

Tu Shan Jun had no objection.

Since Lu Jing said he was borrowing money, then it counted as a loan.

Spirit Stones were not of much use to him. Even using them to absorb spiritual energy felt like grit between his teeth.

Spirit Stones had become the currency of the cultivation world not only because they stored spiritual energy, but also because they had long been woven into cultivators' daily lives. Yet very few cultivators directly absorbed the spiritual energy within Spirit Stones.

How much could spiritual energy itself be worth? It was better to buy pills and consume them. Even at worst, there was spiritual rice to fill one's stomach; slowly absorbing that was more useful than Spirit Stones.

Of course, if one was truly stranded in some remote place, cultivating with Spirit Stones was not unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Tu Shan Jun chuckled twice. Back when he and Jue Fa had traveled to the ghost market, he had even borrowed Jue Fa's money. As he recalled, he had never lacked money to spend.

"Three million two hundred thousand high-grade Spirit Stones."

"..."

"Four million!" Lu Jing called out, his expression still unchanged.

This truly surprised Zhong Songtang.

In truth, Zhong Songtang had