The bidding in the auction hall of the Mittel Auction House was exceptionally fierce. The price of the Cream Cake had already risen to 7,500 Gold Coins.
"None of you better compete with me! I bid 8,000 Gold Coins!"
"Trying to win the Cream Cake with a mere 8,000 Gold Coins? Dream on! I bid 9,000 Gold Coins!"
"You bunch of country bumpkins, I bid 10,000 Gold Coins!"
The Cream Cake's price kept soaring, as though it were riding a rocket.
The representatives of the major factions in the private rooms upstairs were not particularly anxious. After all, the people below were merely making small bids.
Their opponents were not these small fry, but the representatives of the other major factions.
In Ge Ye's private room, he stared fixedly at the Cream Cake, pondering something.
Should he eat it himself, or present it to the sect master in exchange for a reward?
If he ate it himself, his strength would undoubtedly rise to the Four-star Great Dou Master level, which would benefit him greatly.
But if he offered it to the sect master, there might not be any downside either. If the sect master was in a good mood, he would surely compensate him with some pills or something similar.
This left Ge Ye deeply conflicted.
"Ah, forget it. My talent is only so-so anyway. I'd better offer it to the sect master."
At the very least, he could receive some pills as compensation. It was not a bad choice.
In Xiao Zhan's private room, Xiao Yan watched the fiercely competing crowd below and could not help speaking.
"These people are valuing the Cream Cake far too low."
"Yan, you're right. This Cream Cake is something that can rival third- or fourth-tier medicinal pills. Its value is immeasurable."
Hearing